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“i...it’s good to see you, charlie. after everything’s that happened...”
“i’m just really glad to see you.”
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“i...it’s good to see you, charlie. after everything’s that happened...”
“i’m just really glad to see you.”
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“you’re the new girl, right? 5th year? got a name? any friends?”
catalina looked the girl over, as if appraising her, before nodding.
“you can stick with me, if you’d like.”
“yes, i suppose so.”
with a bit of a sigh, jacira gestured idly with her hand, conjuring up two chairs for them to sit upon– although she enjoyed her work as an ambassador, going out and meeting new people from across the globe, she was never fond of the actual… bureaucratic side of things.
“so you just need to get my information, correct? and then i can go?” honestly, she was more interested in the game than the actual work she was here to do at this point. “i am jacira condé, and i am the guinean ambassador.”
@stgwenfrewi
he didn’t miss the sigh. raising a brow, he put the stack of parchment he was sorting through down, folding his hands on top of it.
“i take it you’re not fond of this part of the job. not many are. i find people like me are an increasing rarity in this day and age.”
he wasn’t trying to sound superior or anything, but it sort of came out that way. to compensate, he added,
“but you’ve proven to be quite competent as an ambassador, whether you enjoy paperwork, or not.”
finally starting to record her words, he found himself constantly glancing up at her. to be accurate, he told himself.
“guinea. i’ve never been, but i gather it’s rather different from britain. do we do things differently here?”
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“–aue?”
uilani had to laugh– that was not something people usually asked 'o ai. “do i look like someone who’s been on dates before?” back home, 'o ai had plenty of friends ( magic and ‘naka alike, ) but none that 'o ai really wanted to go on dates with; especially since coming to europe, 'o ai seemed more like an oddity than a respected magizoologist– xolo caecillius’ treatment of 'o ai was kinda the common around here.
“i mean, unless you count th’time my auntie took me t’go get some shave ice when i was, like, nine–”
“your aunt? no, that doesn’t count as a date. at all.”
he was chuckling, paying more attention than to the ridgeback they were meant to be coaxing out of a cave. the poor girl had been spooked and refused to budge, leaving charlie and uilani rather bored as they waited for her to calm down.
“so...you really haven’t been on a date. or had a boyfriend or girlfriend or anything? ever kissed anyone?”
he was being bold, asking all these questions, but he had an end goal, one he was determined to get to.
“i haven’t been on a date either, you know. would like to go on one, one day.”
maybe ‘o ai would get the message.
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“c’mon, babe– why would i want to stand up the only person i don’t hate seeing?”
“hmmm, i was about to tell you off, but once again, your charm stills my tongue.”
manon rolled her eyes and fought a smirk. falling into step next to him, she gave him a small nudge.
“what kept you? work? or....”
she raised he brow, asking if anything else was so important.
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“home is quite a far way to walk me, you know.”
she was laughing, but at least not meanly– there was something about the young man from the british ministry that just… interested her. he was very young, much like herself, and already in such an important position– she was an ambassador ( junior ambassador, really, but since her mother was unable to make the trip up to the world cup, jacira was sent in her place, ) and he an assistant to the head of the department of international magical cooperation. perhaps it was that similarity that made her so curious.
“if you mean to where i am staying, however– i wouldn’t say no.”
@stgwenfrewi
she was joking, right? she had to be joking. joking about joking-
“of course i meant where you were staying. i’m not about to embark on a walk to africa, am i? there’s much too much to do here-”
yes, of course she was joking. she was laughing. it didn’t sound mean, though, not like how fred and george laughed at him. this didn’t sound like it was at him at all. it was...pleasant, like she was letting him in on the joke.
an after thought occurred to percy, and he hastened to add,
“and walking to africa would be the least convenient way to get there. we could apparate, or floo-”
he was rambling, wasn’t he? his cheeks reddened as he willed himself to shut up, embarrassed that he had gone off on a tangent. staring straight ahead, he inhaled and exhaled slowly, like he did when he got stressed, or anxious.
“right then. we should go, before sunset. who knows who’s lurking about at night.”
after a few moments of silence, he started again, quieter,
“are you...enjoying yourself, ambassador? in england, i mean.”