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Waddles · 04-03-2021, 11:15 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

If he noticed the color making its way onto her face, he didn't draw any attention to it. It wasn't a nice feeling, embarrassing oneself like that in front of someone you knew. Jack(son) had enough experience with it to be certain of this. "Those darn genetics," he laughed softly, hoping that his smile might help lessen some of her unease. Her smile, however, was not as unconvincing.

"Yeah," he nodded, his grin widening. With the way he kept switching back from Jackson to Jack to Jackson to Jack again, people had so much trouble knowing which it was from day to day that Jackson had grown quite accustomed to addressing the confusion early on in any conversation. It was for that reason alone that he didn't think much of her uncertainty. "It's good to see you, Honora." He wasn't great with a lot of things, but people? Names? Those were his strong suit. Especially when it came to the Slytherin girls in his year, he had quite intimate connections with most of them. Alis, Holly, Babs, and Jorgie. They were a special bunch - though it must have been chaos in that dormitory of theirs with all that personality bunched up together. Maybe he'd ask Honora about it if it ever came up - Babs and Jorgie certainly did not remember it fondly.

"Just browsing really," he answered in reply to her question, looking back around at the shop. "Actually, I don't think I meant to come in here at all. I, uh, I was trying to buy a gift for my girlfriend, but the display caught my eye. They really shouldn't be allowed to use so many colors, it's totally unfair." Again, he laughed as he reached to muss his hair. "Are you looking for something in particular? Anything I can help with?" Hopefully she wasn't here for bird cages, most of these were dented.

Still slightly pink and infuriated at her genetic predisposition both to clumsiness and to blushing, Honora was relieved that she'd remembered his name correctly. Even if her name apparently came much more easily to him. "Yes...good to see you, too." she said awkwardly.

She raised her eyebrows at his browsing and girlfriend comments. Who bought their girlfriend a gift at a junk shop? At that point, she thought it'd be better to have something homemade. "You should check out Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes," she suggested, as an alternative. It was a good bet--either he could get her something entertaining, or something useful from one of their...less joking sections.

"Me?" she put the last bird cage back, finally feeling some of the heat leave her face. "I'm here for books. A lot of them have pages missing, but...well, there's usually enough context to guess." Sometimes. If the plot was simple enough. And if it wasn't, she got some added joy from theorizing about what had been on those missing pages. Plus, if they had any children's books, she could grab some for Sophie, and Amelia, when she finally got home.

As for if he could help... "I mean, if you have some unexpected familiarity with the books they have here, I'm open to recommendations..." she said, with a more natural smile than her previous one as she attempted a joke.

04-03-2021, 11:15 PM	#104 (permalink)
Waddles Re'em Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 19,522 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sophia Svensson #556B2F Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eulalia Walles (#F48037) Hufflepuff Fourth Year	Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE! Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack If he noticed the color making its way onto her face, he didn't draw any attention to it. It wasn't a nice feeling, embarrassing oneself like that in front of someone you knew. Jack(son) had enough experience with it to be certain of this. "Those darn genetics," he laughed softly, hoping that his smile might help lessen some of her unease. Her smile, however, was not as unconvincing. "Yeah," he nodded, his grin widening. With the way he kept switching back from Jackson to Jack to Jackson to Jack again, people had so much trouble knowing which it was from day to day that Jackson had grown quite accustomed to addressing the confusion early on in any conversation. It was for that reason alone that he didn't think much of her uncertainty. "It's good to see you, Honora." He wasn't great with a lot of things, but people? Names? Those were his strong suit. Especially when it came to the Slytherin girls in his year, he had quite intimate connections with most of them. Alis, Holly, Babs, and Jorgie. They were a special bunch - though it must have been chaos in that dormitory of theirs with all that personality bunched up together. Maybe he'd ask Honora about it if it ever came up - Babs and Jorgie certainly did not remember it fondly. "Just browsing really," he answered in reply to her question, looking back around at the shop. "Actually, I don't think I meant to come in here at all. I, uh, I was trying to buy a gift for my girlfriend, but the display caught my eye. They really shouldn't be allowed to use so many colors, it's totally unfair." Again, he laughed as he reached to muss his hair. "Are you looking for something in particular? Anything I can help with?" Hopefully she wasn't here for bird cages, most of these were dented. Still slightly pink and infuriated at her genetic predisposition both to clumsiness and to blushing, Honora was relieved that she'd remembered his name correctly. Even if her name apparently came much more easily to him. "Yes...good to see you, too." she said awkwardly. She raised her eyebrows at his browsing and girlfriend comments. Who bought their girlfriend a gift at a junk shop? At that point, she thought it'd be better to have something homemade. "You should check out Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes," she suggested, as an alternative. It was a good bet--either he could get her something entertaining, or something useful from one of their...less joking sections. "Me?" she put the last bird cage back, finally feeling some of the heat leave her face. "I'm here for books. A lot of them have pages missing, but...well, there's usually enough context to guess." Sometimes. If the plot was simple enough. And if it wasn't, she got some added joy from theorizing about what had been on those missing pages. Plus, if they had any children's books, she could grab some for Sophie, and Amelia, when she finally got home. As for if he could help... "I mean, if you have some unexpected familiarity with the books they have here, I'm open to recommendations..." she said, with a more natural smile than her previous one as she attempted a joke. __________________