“And, pray tell me, what exactly is it you want my help with?”

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@nessiewiddowson
“And, pray tell me, what exactly is it you want my help with?”
olivermacmillan:
Vision finally clearing, the young wizard scrambled out of bed quickly knowing that she wouldn’t care for him keeping her waiting. “Sorry.” He mumbled with a frown. “I– uh? No, no of course not.” Though he couldn’t say that his words held any truth, after all if he stayed it meant that he could be with his sisters. With Cara. He now had a reason to stay.
She gave the male a rare smile. “You needn’t apologise.” A frown came to her face at the male’s reply. “You don’t sound that sure Oliver. Is there something you need to tell me?”
“I forgot softness because it did not serve me.”
— Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless (via aryasnow)
slytherbas:
“You’re welcome to give it your all, but I don’t think you’ll manage it.”
“You always did underestimate me.”
olderfitchett:
“Oh please, we both know if out of the two of us it’s more likely that you mean your words. When I say it, it comes across more as a joke.” Adalynn pointed out with a raised brow as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Pot, kettle there don’t you think?” A slight scoff escaped her lips at the retort. “The guards are part of the reason the death eaters have been captured and stopped from hurting innocents. They’re there to help prevent the use of the healers. If a healer is needed then it’s too late.”
“No, you act as if it was a joke but there are always some intent behind your words.” Vanessa was fed up with the way the blonde would always act so self-righteous as if she had no faults of her own. It was always the one thing that had annoyed her about the witch when they were friends. “I don’t deny that, though I prefer to call myself a natural leader.” A smirk laced her lips. “Oh what a surprise, you’re ranting about your own self-worth again. I’ve always thought you to be a bit of a narcissistic.” She gave a shrug.
olivermacmillan:
“Vanessa?” His voice came out groggy as he tried to focus on her silhouette through his sleepy haze. “We do? What, what things?” Knowing who it was that called his name, he tried to wake himself up quicker and sat up as to avoid annoying her more.
“Congratulations, you’re not blind.” She replied rolling her eyes. Vanessa huffed out a laugh. “Yes, of course we do - unless, of course, you’re planning on staying here as their prisoner?” She raised her brow at the male.
olivermacmillan:
“I’m up, okay? I’m awake, stop nagging.”
“Men.. you’re all as lazy as each other.” Nessa scoffed shaking her head at the male, though a hint of amusement was clear on her face. “Come on sleepy head, we have things to do.”
olderfitchett:
“Ouch, I’m hurt Vanessa.” It was rare that the blonde used the female’s full name but in this instance, if she was honest she was a little hurt by her words. “Are you really that surprised? As if there were any other type of role I would go for and yes I love my job. I like the fact that I’m doing something meaningful. That I’m protecting those that are innocent and that I love. Can you say the same?”
“You can’t act hurt when you said the exact same thing about myself.” Vanessa stated with a pointed look. “Not at all, it fits your perfectly. You always were a little bossy. Meaningful? I think your healers are meaningful, the guards all just have a god complex.” She retorted meeting the blonde’s gaze. “I have my own people I look out for, that’s enough for me.”
olderfitchett:
“Oh don’t look at me like that Ness. I drew the short straw. Looks like I’m your guard for the day.”
“I feel that it is I who drew that short straw.” She replied shrugging. Truthfully she didn’t mind the blonde’s company, she might have even gone as far to say that she had missed it. “So you’re a guard? I bet you love your job don’t you.”
olderfitchett:
“I never said you had to accept it, I just said you should be used to it.”
“What is it that you want anyway?”
slytherbas:
“Seems to me that they’re a little over due then, darling.” He narrowed his eyes slightly as he met her gaze.
“Or here’s a thought, how about I stick them in your eyes, darling.”
slytherbas:
“You don’t have to pretend you’re not happy to see me, Nessie. No one’s around.” He said, closing some of the distance between them.
Vanessa glared at the male. “Please, I’d rather stick hot pins in my eyes than see you again.”
Closed Starter || @slytherbas
“Well look what the cat dragged in.”
olderfitchett:
“You of all people, I’d have thought would be used to my tone.”
“That does not mean I am willing to accept it.”