That Geordie Cow

Blog of One Harry Watson. Sibling to one John Watson. A look into my life at various fixed points. (RP/ask blog for Teenage, twenties, and thirties!Watson. Ask away (and specify- or else they'll all answer.) Open RP. Tag: GeordieCow) Current M!A: Black Annis until 3 AM Eastern.

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Alcohol. I'm going to need lots of alcohol to survive this day.

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"I have a fully stocked cabinet of  and a good ear. Care t'join me, Mister?" She gives a friendly smile, and shrugs.

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Harry gives a friendly (if nervous) smile to the agent at her door. "Cannae help you, Ms...?" She leans away to put down her sandwich and not so subtly looks over the other woman.

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Evanescent-Wings Would like a Drink.

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Cora paused, smiling shyly at the woman.  ”If you don’t mind, that sounds pretty nice,” she agreed, tucking her bangs behind her ear, “I’m Cora.”

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Harry gives a friendly grin and invites Cora in. "D'you have a pref'rence for tea? I have green, a nice spicy red blend, and this weird orange one. I might have earl, but it's a bit old." 

Her apartment is fairly small, with a couch on one side of the entry room, and an old looking television on the other. Some terrible looking show called 'Geordie Shore' is playing, and Harry pops into the kitchen for a moment. You can't help but notice a large rather fancy wardrobe-like cabinet that takes up most of a wall next to the telly, 

"So where're you from, Cora?" she calls from the other room.

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Evanescent-Wings Would like a Drink.

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"Hullo, there. Th' name is Harry. Cannae help you?" Harry gives a friendly smile and takes a bite of her sandwich. "I got a fresh kettle on, if you want."

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Thatsdoctorwatsontoyou Would like a Drink

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"Hello John." Harry says, lounging on her couch eating a sandwich- and watching horrid telly. Some show called Geordie Shore you think, and you shudder at the thought of something like that happening near your childhood home.

"Can I get you anything?"

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Tigerwithagun Would like a Drink

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Harry stands in her kitchen, making a plate of sandwiches. "Hullo. I don't suppose I could offer you somethin' t'eat? Drink?" She gives a friendly smile and motions to the sandwiches and the tea pot resting on the counter behind her.

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afflictionofthemind would like a drink.

“An’ what cannae do for ya’, love?”

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“Uh, nothing right now. I’m Charlotte. You are?”

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"Harry, Harry Watson. Not even a cuppa? I've got the kettle on for an afternoon brew." she smiles all friendly like. "An' you're...?"

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stop-thinking-so-loud would like a drink

"W'y Hullo there. And what cannae get ya'?" 

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afflictionofthemind would like a drink.

"An' what cannae do for ya', love?"

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“Hello.”

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"Oh, hullo! I'm Harry, and y'are?"

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I'm being helpful!

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Steve opened the door and then peeked out of it, seeing Harry he looked around and then opened the door open more and pulled her in quickly then closed the door again. Locking it tight and then shut his eyes and sighed. Looking over at her. “Thanks for coming….I appreciate it.”

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"No worries. A greyface turned me into a hag a few days back. I sort of maybe terrorized a few friends by trying t' eat them. Black Annis- dunnae ask. So what can I do, mate? I also brought earplugs, though they might not help..."

Harry takes a moment to look around. "Nice place, St- ripey." She nods.

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I'm being helpful!

Harry knocks on Steve's door, a bag of various baked goods and other assorted items in hand.

"Y'in, mate? I got some stuff for ya', t'help ya' ride out the Greyfaces..."

She stretches, having spent the last several hours on a plane after a handful of panicked texts from Steve.

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Sade-of-Arrows Would like a drink

“Well Hullo there. I’m Harry. I don’t suppose I can help ya with anythin’?” 

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She smiled and then shook her head a bit, and then laughed softly. “Oh, no, I’m quite all right. I’m Sade, by the way.”

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"Pleasure t'meet ya, Sade. So what brings you to these parts, Ms. Sade? Especially so loaded f' bear." She nods to the bow and arrow. "Lord, I havnae been near one of those in... ten years? Twelve? Not since I was short." She smirks, as she's not more than 165cm herself.

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Sade-of-Arrows Would like a drink

"Well Hullo there. I'm Harry. I don't suppose I can help ya with anythin'?" 

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Prince-Rhaegar-Targaryen Would like a Drink

"Well aren't you very... pale. Th' name is Harry, Harry Watson. Cannae get you anything?" She offers a friendly smile and a handshake.

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LionHeartedImp Would like a drink.

“Oh, uh. Hullo mate. M’name is Harry. Cannae… get you anything?” She gives a friendly smile and offers to shake hands.

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“I would have whatever you have for a fine ale or a fine red,” he nodded with a half smile, shaking her hand as he adjusts to settle in his seat with an odd hum.

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Harry grins. "'m 'fraid all the beer I have is bottle'd... But wine, tha' I have quite a bit of." She goes to her prized cabinet (though Wardrobe might be more fitting) and undoes the lock, throwing the doors wide. It's got several very well stocked shelves, each line of bottles marked with year and type. She's got bottles of nearly every colour and shape- and in various states of dust.

"Any pref'rence? Merlot, Cab, Chard... Most what I've got s'blends. But the Summation here is lovely..." She takes a bottle opener said bottle, and pours herself a glass. 

"So what brings you here, Mister...?"

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#i can ruin your childhood if you want

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