Alanis Cortéz

"CHOICE: what a sweet sounding word, like AIR and WATER, something you don't miss — unless it's not there." 37 year old owner of Witches Brew, former PUKWUDGIE

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estherzellman:

       “my personal favourite is that we only come out for halloween celebrations.” esther chuckled before shaking her head. she wasn’t one to bash their ignorance, it wasn’t their fault and the woman was trying to change that.

      “Ah, yes, that one.” She shook her head, trying to hold back a smile. “Can’t forget the green skin and warts all over.“

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ofsweetalma:

“that we are in league with the devil. i don’t need some silly old beezlebub taking all the credit for my debauchery.”

          “Here, here.”  She smirked at the other and raised her coffee cup in agreement.

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john-byrne:

“I mean, they sometimes think we have green skin and nose warts,” John offers, “It’s pretty comical, I’m not sure the origin.”

      “Ah, yes, that old classic.  You know, I know it sounds silly, but when I was younger I used to dress as that for Halloween.  It felt like a nice way to kind of be myself amongst no-majs, you know?”  

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marblebloodis:

          “The craziest?” He thought for a moment, “I think the craziest is that we sold our souls. It’s too farfetched.” There was a hint of sadness to his voice. His parents had believed he sold his soul at a young age, and refused to have contact with him once he showed he had magic.

         Alanis leaned across the counter, holding her chin with her hands.  Although she was very much pro-no-majs, she loved this kind of idle talk.  Every wizard seemed to have a story like this and it kept the shop lively.  However, when he finally came up with something, she couldn’t help but look at him with wide eyes.    

        "I haven’t heard that one in a long time. I forgot that some of them seem to think we’re satanists or something.  It’s absurd!.”  She crossed her arms over her chest and took a brief moment to read his face.  As his words faintly echoed in her head, she heard a sorrow that matched a small twinge in his face.  “Someone said that to your face, didn’t they?”    

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          “I’m taking a little poll here at Witches Brew: What is the craziest rumor you’ve heard the no-majs say about us?”

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colejdean:

“No-no, it’s fine,” Cole says, his tone soft and reassuring immediately as he turns towards her. Nodding, he smiles as he listens to her, “Well, um, maths was-was not a b-bad subject for me, uh, I-I rather liked it. It-it was nice an-and absolute, but it-it can be challenging. Men-mental maths isn’t a-a strong suit for-for a lot of wix,” he says, wrapping his arms around himself, “Es-especially purebloods.” He was sure to keep his voice down, even if he thought it was a fairly innocuous statement. After all, wix didn’t have as much use for maths. “Oh, I-I don’t know if-if I say bad things, it-it’s more like I-I say things badly,” he says, laughing slightly at himself, “But it-it’s fine, I-I’m not, um,” he laughs nervously, “That’s something m-more of a j-joke,” he insists. “I-I was never re-really one for n-non-fiction, I-I was always try-trying to get into, um, th-the restricted sec-section. I d-don’t know if you h-had that but, um, there w-were certain b-books off limits an-and that just m-made them all-all the more interesting t-to me. I-I read, um, a l-lot of muggle b-books about biology as-as well, but, um, you know, any-anything I can-can learn from, th-that’s kind of my thing. Most-most people would prob-probably find my-my taste bor-boring,” he says, his voice dropping off as he realizes he’d been rambling for quite a long time.

She continues to smile and nod as he speaks. Math’s never been her thing, but she can see that it’s one of his. However, as he lowers his voice and ‘especially purebloods,’ escapes, she can’t help, but burst out laughing. She throws back her head and has to cover her mouth. With everything going on, it was very much needed, but probably inappropriate for an owner of such a well-known wizard establishment. “Oh, I really needed that. Thank you.” She turns back to the other to let him speak, but her smile just won’t quit. Wow, when is the last time she laughed? “There’s always someone trying to ban books, isn’t there? Wizards ban no-maj books, no majs ban wizard books. It’s all so ironic. But, I don’t know if I would consider that stuff boring. I just wish I understood it more.”

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fidelius-x:

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It may have been around noon, but when Davy came into Witches Brew for his shift he was still only just waking up. That was his ritual, he stayed up into the wee hours of the morning writing music or performing, and then he slept until the afternoon. For him, this was early, and he was yawning as he put up a hand to greet Alanis. “Mornin’, Boss,” he said with a sleepy smile. He tied back his huge mane of hair and threw on an apron, then headed straight for the coffee– he had to have a cup for himself before he could even think about serving other people.”How’s it going?” 

She was rocking out to some jazz song with a little too much brass as she cleaned off the machines. Lunch time always brought about such a lull to the shop, so she always took as an opportunity to listen to whatever she wanted. It didn’t seem to bother the few patrons who stayed anyway. However,  with the music a little louder than usual, she barely saw her employee sneak in until he was nearly right in front of her. “Morning, sleepy head.” She quickly turned down the music and went back to tidying up. “I’m all right. Starting to get things set up for the afternoon rush. Another late night?”

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@fidelius-x

     “trust me. i won’t finish the bottle. care to join me?”

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warning: some swears and adult content.

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colejdean:

When she speaks, Cole’s heart sinks for a moment before he clears his throat and nods, “Y-yea, I mean, th-the bank does, um, handle it b-but it’s useful to know wh-what’s going on. Or,” he laughs, “Maybe that’s j-just me.” Biting his lower lip, he nods along as he listens to her speak, “Um, y-yeah, I-I’m from England,” he says with a small gesture towards his mouth, “I suppose th-that’s fair, I’m not, um, I’m not great at-at talking. I do it so-so much but, um, I d-don’t know wh-what I’m doing,” he admits, bemused, “I-I do love li-libraries, though. It-it’s quite won-wonderful to not be-be expected to speak.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be more help.” She furrowed her brows and put on a tight lipped smile. She truly did feel bad that she couldn’t be more helpful, but this was definitely not her expertise, even though it probably should be having lived here all her life. “For a women who runs her own business and has lived here forever, I’m not much good at the math thing. I know enough to balance the books here, but outside of that, I’m not much help.” Her smile relaxes as the conversation shifts a bit. “Oh, I wouldn’t say that, dear. I’ve seen my far share of idiots who come through here who suffer from some pretty severe cases of foot in mouth. You certainly don’t seem like one of those people. And, I suppose, yes, libraries can be nice for that very reason. When you go, are there certain books you like to read? It’s been a while since I’ve really dedicated to a book, but I’m thinking of trying again.” 

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kcninas:

          Kenina’s tone was serious but soft. “That’s the thing, those in power feel that it is truly best for all. Us folks on the bottom know it isn’t. Sometimes…people make mistakes, wizards, muggles, whomever. It isn’t fair to think that everyone is the same as the worst within that group.” Kenina said this often, mostly to get people on her side; for the rare occasion that they saw her death eater tattoo.

      “Exactly.” She sighed. “There’s always extremists, but that doesn’t mean they speak for all.” She sighed again and ran a hand through her hair. “Did you go to the town hall meeting? I couldn’t make it.”

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mcxhq:

          “I hope you don’t mind this,” he said following her, “But I was thinking about possibly doing an event at the Witches Brew. Something to lighten the mood a bit,” he continued. Max was still unsure about his plans to expose his father, so he needed a distraction. 

       For a moment she tensed as he spoke. Her shoulders tightened. Her eyes widened below furrowed brows. This is it. This is the moment she had been fearing, but then he continued and she exhaled. Thank god. “Oh, that would be wonderful.” She turned to face him with a smile on her face. “I think that is exactly what people need right now. At least, I know I do. When were you thinking of having this event?”

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colejdean:

Cole nods, “Y-yeah, I know, the, um, the dollars thing. It-it’s a weird ex-exchange rate. I-I mean, it’s favorable, but it-it’s a lot to work out in-in your head, you know?” he says, clearing his throat and shifting backward, “Like, um, you have to do galleons to, um, dr-dragots, then that to-to dollars, but I-I try and figure that, um, into pounds in my head,” he says, stopping himself again, he was rambling quite a lot, “I’m sorry, that’s-that’s not very interesting. Um, are-are you from, um, New York? I-I suppose it-it’s all the same it-it- I was just talking too much,” he says, laughing nervously.

“I think the bank here can help you with that. I just always try to have a little bit of each on hold in case I’m ever in a pinch. Most no-maj Americans don’t take kindly to foreign money.” Or really foreign anything. She sighed and shrugged. “Yes, I am. Born and raised. I imagine that you’re from the U.K.? And don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I’d much rather have people talk in my shop than complete silence. It’s why I run a coffee shop and not a library.” She chuckled softly and shook her head. Bad joke, probably. 

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kcninas:

          It was a nice thought, but all she heard was someone who she could potentially take advantage of if she played her cards right. She flashed a kind smile, “Aye, seems like everyone could use a little pick me up. It’s a shame what’s going on.” She shook her head and let out a genuine sounding sigh. “No offense, but the American government is a bit daft.”

       She smiled weakly back at the other as she smiled. “It really is.” Then, her smile faded and she sighed, too, only to be taken aback by the other’s laugh. “I suppose so. I think if everyone made decisions based on what was truly best for all, it wouldn’t be, but it doesn’t really work out that way, does it?” 

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ofjcsies:

❝ honestly it’s the least i can do. you deserve all the praise you can get for a kind act like this ❞ she smiled setting her bag down and giving up her search.

“i’m sure you’d do the same. in fact, it sounds like you’re going to.”

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ofjcsies:

❝ awh thanks! ❞ she beamed up at the woman ❝ i’ll be sure to give you a wee shout out on the radio ❞ she added the only way she could think to make up for her missing purse.

“Of course.” Alanis’s smile widened and she gave her a nod. “Oh, well, thank you, dear, but you don’t have to do that.”