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lilichastain:

“I thought I might be a little more adventurous. Of course, I might change my mind and go back to the usual.” Laughing as well, she followed Estelle and glanced around the selections appreciatively. The colors appealed to her, and she nodded with a thoughtful expression. “Oh, either one of those would be lovely. Perhaps teal? It’s nto for anything specific, but I haven’t updated my dress robes since - oh, shortly after I finished at Hogwarts, I think.”

A smile rested on Estelle’s cheeks, much more genuine than that which she used with normal customers as opposed to Liliane, who she would consider a close friend. “Teal will look stunning on you Lil,” Estelle said summoning several robes in teal colors towards a dressing room. “So this one has flared sleeves for extra drama, whereas this one is a bit more simple but embellished - it’s one of my favorites in the whole store - on the shoulders, and this one is just all over teal but it lays beautifully and it’s one-of-a-kind. Thoughts?”

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dorcasmcadowcs:

Dorcas had never met a girl with such a refined, thick accent that drank whiskey. This was something she was prepared to see. As the bar tender slid the shots forward, she curled her finger around one and waited for the other to do the same. “Dorcas Meadowes. I live here– but you don’t, or didn’t. Why would you want to come to a place like this?” With so much war and death and distrust around every corner, Dorcas couldn’t help but feel slightly suspicious of the foreigner.

“No, I just moved here from Eguisheim in France,” she explained. Estelle couldn’t help but grow quiet as she asked why she was there. She hardly knew herself. So she tapped her glass against the other girl’s, downing it before coughing quietly, shaking it off before it became a large ordeal. Finally she chose to answer honestly. If Dorcas knew someone, perhaps she could get closer to the revolution, and if she wanted to fight her then Estelle would have to fight back. “I see injustice everyday, crimes committed against people with so called dirty blood despite being more worthy of these powers than those who commit the atrocities. People around here seem to want to do something about that. I want to as well.”

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dorcasmcadowcs:

The information settled as Dorcas eyed the man three stools down. It didn’t take long for her to conclude that yes, he was probably an asshole. “Alright, fine. So you don’t have to buy me a drink, Estelle bullshit free Bernard.” She chirped, before holding up two fingers to the bartender. “You drink whiskey?”

If she was being honest she had never tried whiskey, but she didn’t leave France to keep sipping strawberry wine and champagne. “Umm, yes I do,” Estelle said, watching the girl hold up two fingers. She certainly hadn’t expected that. “Shouldn’t I at least know your name?”

#( chat )#dorcas: 001 #( tag tbd )

lilichastain:

“I hadn’t thought about it very much, actually. Something … different.” She’d had her fill of traditional black dress robes; she didn’t actually wear them very often now, but it was always good to have an option. “What sort of colors do you have?”

“Different? Stepping out of your all black ensemble for a wild night, are we?” She giggled and walked towards the more colorful section. “We have every color. For you I’d suggest either a deep red or something like... teal. Is it for a special occasion?”

#( chat )#liliane: 001 #( liliane )

dorcasmcadowcs:

“Mmmmm, I’ll clarify.” Dorcas began, her hands wrapping around her mug as she leaned back. “By bullshitting around I’ll tell you what I tell all the other girls– I don’t want to hear about how your boyfriend hurt your feelings or whether of not the guy three stools down is hot or not. I don’t care.”

Estelle scoffed and shook her head. “Not interested in the guy three stools down. He’s probably an asshole and I don’t have a boyfriend, I’m far too good for that.” She hadn’t even bothered to look at the guy, she knew she’d be uninterested. “Mon nom est Estelle Bernard.” She grinned. “Bullshit free for about 23 years.”

#( chat )#dorcas: 001

lilichastain:

“Oh, I hope I’m not interrupting, Estelle,” Liliane said as she approached the other witch. “I’m just looking for dress robes, and I knew this would be the best place to come.”

“Oh of course not Lil!” She said with a big smile. “It’s so good to see you! Yes I’m so glad you came! What kind are you thinking?”

#( chat )#liliane: 001 #( liliane )

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dorcasmcadowcs:

“I had a day from hell at work, so unless you’re buying me a drink I’m not in the mood to bullshit around right now.”

“I wasn’t aware my sitting next to you, the only open spot, was bullshitting around. Mes excuses.”

#//my apologies #( chat )#dorcas: 001

“Always had this habit,” Estelle mumbled to herself, stocking shelves and pulling her fingers away from her lips before turning around as she heard footsteps. “Sorry, can I help you?”

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