OOC: Hey, Ash, back off on the Vman. He belongs to someone else! (BTW, Nabiya, are Andi and Count V already in corresponsdence?)
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"You... you can what!" Ashlie sputtered, cautiously moving her head away from the owl. Next thing she knew, he'd be nested IN her hair, singing a lurve song and waiting for the next estrogen driven female owl. "What do you mean, transfigure him human? YOU'VE BEEN TRANSFIGURING THEM?!"
It was a good thing Ashlie didn't know about Peony's previous faulty sobering spell. She might not have been the most healthy person in the room.
"Hey, I need someone to help with carrying the shopping bags, right?" said Peony. An alarming smile spread over her face, as if she was remembering something. "And let me tell you, Grimwald makes a very nice human."
Yeah. We know why all the cats scream at night.
There was a pause.
...and why Boreas hangs around so much...
There was an even longer pause.
Then Peony looked at Ashlie blearily. "...I think I'd better come on the walk with you."
Can't leave meeee behinnnnndddddddd!
What Peony thought could not have been written without a great deal of asterisks.
*** (<--- that is not a swearword, by the way, that is a seperating line)
Andi leaned against the table, which against all appearances, was probably very clean. Well, anyway, the stains didn't show against her dark garment. She glanced at the bartender, a nubile young lady, who was waiting upon a tall, distinguished looking gentleman who looked familiar. Probably because he had the kind of face that belonged on stamps.
Andi raised her eyes and sighed. How was a mere woman supposed to win against sheer testerone? "Pardon?" she said, raising her eyebrows. "Could I please have a drink? I can pay for it you know."
She plinked her purse on the table in illustration.