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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Mar 3, 2020 16:35:32 GMT
Dorcas checked her watch and sighed. She was meeting Julian on her lunch break - something she didn't think she'd ever do in her life, yet here she was, sliding the draw on her desk shut and locking it with magic to keep Devereaux the hell out of her stuff. It wasn't like she kept anything special in there, all her cases were tucked away safer than a desk draw in her little office space, but for some reason Kit decided it was his duty to tidy up her office if it ever got too messy for his liking. He was a complete nut job. Her space was fine and she knew exactly where absolutely everything she needed was. When he tidied up he messed with her whole system.
After locking her desk, Dorcas stood and exited her office. She locked her office door, another preventative measure to keep Kit out that a simple 'alohomora' couldn't unlock, and walked through the ministry, passing plenty of people that tried to nod in greeting to her, however she just ignored every single one of them. She didn't care if she'd worked with them on a case before, she didn't believe that working a case together meant you could exchange pleasantries in the corridors of work, especially not with Dinglehopper who was a total tit. At least she knew the fastest way to leave and before she knew it she was in the fire place, on her way to Diagon Alley.
A quick wave of her wand cleared the soot from Dorcas' hair and clothes, leaving her pristine. She exited the Leaky Cauldron where the main fireplace for the Diagon Alley floo network was located, and made her way to a bakery down the main path. She was a bit early but she grabbed a pastie, a few cookies, a glass of water and a cup of hot chocolate and sat herself at a table inside, taking off her jacket and placing it over the back of her chair. The smell was delicious and although her pastie was delicious, she couldn't help but eye up the pastry that was wrapped around a couple slices of bacon. Damn she was going to have to jog for longer tonight because she was definitely taking that with her when she left.
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Post by Julian Astraeus Blackthorne on Mar 4, 2020 14:25:07 GMT
 When the world's against me is when I really come alive He had to be insane. Completely insane. He'd lost his mind. Asking a favour from Dorcas Meadowes was not something Jules ever thought he would do. Ever. He'd often told himself that he'd die first. He'd definitely die first. Only he was heading to the bakery on his lunch break to ask her a favour, and he was very much alive. One day, one of his well thought out plans was going to come to fruition. One day. But not today. Today he was scuppering another one, throwing it down the drain, and for what? Well, for the pleasure of throwing his big brother a birthday party, that's what. The big brother that he had hated just a year or two ago. The very same one he had plotted to thwart, to ruin, to betray. And now he was thinking about cakes and presents. Well, Julian already had Dorian's present picked out. Two, in fact. One was a boring set of fancy ties that he thought his stick in the mud brother would appreciate. The other was a very personal letter about Dorian's birth father, penned by their dead mother, and sure to be just as much appreciated. Eventually. He was very much looking forward to handing that particular gift over. It would be the highlight of his day. It would also make him look rather important. 'Look, everybody, at all of the vital information I hold about this man you all adore. How he would have nothing if it weren't for me. No brother, no nephew, no niece because I would have taken her from him. And now, here he stands with all of that, and now a father and possibly more siblings. How I have enriched his life. Behold... me!' That was how it went in Jules' head, though the real thing would be much more subtle than that, though he hoped it would create similar thoughts in the minds of everyone who found out about the letter. Of course it would, he was a saint, everyone would agree. Everyone except the woman sitting in the bakery waiting for him. She acted like the devil incarnate, though she was more than aware that Julian was, in fact, the real devil. Bakeries weren't his favourite location since his ordeal with Lunete, but he entered and made a show of standing in line to order, making Dorcas wait for him at her little table. With a ham and cheese toastie and a cup of steaming coffee, he eventually made his way over to her and sat opposite the tiny brunette. "Good afternoon, love. Have you shrunk?" he asked her as he scooted his seat in and took a sip of coffee. He looked her over curiously. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 491 notes: <3 outfit: Black is the new black.[googlefont="Dancing Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Mar 5, 2020 1:15:36 GMT
Dorcas wasn't really keeping an eye out for Julian but she spotted him swaggering in regardless. He joined the queue that was a mile long and Dorcas just rolled her eyes. Of course he was going to get food and inconvenience her rather than get to the fucking point. Still, she'd just started her lunch break and she had an hour to kill, if he wanted to waste her time fucking around, then it wasn't going to be her fault if she had to leave. Then again, Dorcas had never been one to actually care about what time she got back from her breaks, but in all fairness she did way more overtime than she ever got paid for and she was always on the job, even on her days off, so really what was an extra twenty minutes here and there? Or hour? Or couple of days?
Polishing off her pastie as Jules sat down, Dorcas brushed her fingers off over her plate before she picked up her napkin and wiped her hands and mouth. She dabbed the corners of her mouth as Jules mentioned her height. "All the better for punching you in the dick." She picked up a cookie and took a bite, the cookie was soft and almost gooey, it almost fell into her mouth and there were few crumbs to fall away. The second the chocolate chips touched her tongue they started to melt and Dorcas decided then that even if Jules was a total bell-end, she could block it all out thanks to her precious, precious cookies. "Wha' doo oo wan'?" She asked, chewing away. She owed him no pleasantries and quite frankly, she was suspicious as hell as to why he wanted a favour from her. She didn't care what the favour was, it was just strange that he would request her help.
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Post by Julian Astraeus Blackthorne on Mar 16, 2020 11:28:19 GMT
When the world's against me is when I really come alive "Amongst other things." Jules was one million percent sure that Dorcas thought about his dick on a daily basis. She was obsessed with him. He couldn't blame her, he was a particularly fine catch, and much better than his prudish brother. If she would just give in to her desires and have a little fun with him, they'd both be satisfied, but it seemed she liked to punish herself for reasons unknown, and so they danced around the issue frequently. He wouldn't lose sleep over it, it was her loss if she didn't act on her desires, he didn't want to know what was holding her back. It wasn't the fact that she was married, that little catch wouldn't keep her from doing whatever she wanted. Jules took a bite of his toastie and took his time eating it before he answered. He wouldn't be talking with his mouth full like she was, he was no barbarian. So he chewed, and he chewed, and he chewed some more. He washed the bite down with a sip of coffee and then looked up at her. "I need your castle, love. Just for a night." She didn't live in a castle, but it might as well have been, the bloody size of the place. It would be perfect for hosting Dorian's party, and he was sure he could get her to say yes without much effort. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 269 notes: <3 outfit: Black is the new black. [googlefont="Dancing Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Mar 17, 2020 16:41:45 GMT
Dorcas was regretting agreeing to a meeting with Julian. He was a dick. She should have told him to fuck the hell off, or maybe even just ignored him but no, she'd given him a chance and he was repaying her by wasting her fucking time. He was the dickiest dick, so while he chewed, Dorcas started breaking up her cookies, popping a bit into her mouth every now and then and finishing way before Julian was done being a dick. When Julian finally got around to asking for what he wanted, Dorcas had fully broken up her cookies on the plate. Before she answered she started throwing crumbs at Julian, wondering how much he wanted to use her place but it was a short-lived thought as she answered almost immediately, "Sure." She said, continuing to throw crumbs at Julian, not caring what the fuck he wanted her house for but she damn well wasn't going to tell Roddy that Jules wanted their plave for whenerv or however long, although she wouldn't mind knowing when. "When?"
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Post by Julian Astraeus Blackthorne on Mar 18, 2020 9:33:04 GMT
When the world's against me is when I really come alive She was flicking crumbs at him, trying to get under his skin with her dirty habits, and Julian pursed his lips against his coffee cup. He sipped it again. It wasn't hot, not enough to scald a person, though he had wonderful visions of dumping it over Dorcas' head and watching her skin peel off in pretty little layers. Would it be terrible of him to bite her? He was sure he could take her by surprise, sink his teeth into that delicate neck of hers, or any part of her, really, he wouldn't mind biting her arse, that'd make it more fun. She'd be a wild werewolf, a right handful but it'd be worth it to get revenge for the crumb flicking. Perhaps he was overreacting. She had just agreed to his request, after all, he should play nice. Jules put his cup down, dipped two fingers into the coffee and flicked it at Dorcas' face. "March. Around the seventh." He gave her a smile that said he wasn't willing to reveal any more details than that. It was ludicrous to think he might get away with throwing Dorian a party at her house without her being invited or knowing it was happening, but he enjoyed the thought. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 244 notes: <3 outfit: Black is the new black.[googlefont="Dancing Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Mar 18, 2020 9:59:52 GMT
Dorcas saw Jules dip his fingers into his coffee and she knew what was coming. She continued throwing crumbs at him, popping the larger ones into her mouth while he flicked her with shite coffee. "Fine." She shrugged, knowing instantly that the date coincided with Dorian's birthday, and it was the only thing Dorcas could think of because Easter was a while off. "He hates parties," She said, aiming for his hair and eyes. "How many people are we expecting?" She could have the house elves take care of everything "Or am I sorting the guest list?" It would make more sense if she took care of it, she'd been in Dorian's life longer, knew his friends better and to top it off, Dorian did hate parties and he'd be a little frustrated that she'd thrown him a party which meant she'd have the chance of seeing him do the jaw clench that she oh so loved. But why the hell did Jules want to throw Dorian a party? He wasn't into Dorian's clenched jaw and look of frustration and this wasn't a big birthday for Dorian because while he acted sixty he was only going to be thirty-tree, so what was Julian up to?
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Post by Julian Astraeus Blackthorne on Mar 18, 2020 10:17:28 GMT
When the world's against me is when I really come alive His thought didn't last long, and Julian's face dropped when she cottoned on to what he was planning right away. He took out his wand and threw a simple barrier spell up between them so that he could carry on eating his toastie without her crumbs going on his food. They bounced off of the barrier and he gave her a look that he learned from the devil himself before eating a whole half of his toastie. It was still warm. Good. He didn't like them cold. Julian thought long and hard about allowing Dorcas to have any part in planning this party. She was out of control, who knew what she would do? A smile began to tug at his lips once more. Who knew what she would do? Perhaps that wasn't a bad thing. As she had said, Dorian hated parties. If Jules let Dorcas plan most of it, she could take the blame for Dorian's severe discomfort. Jules paused in his eating. "You do the guest list, I'll add to it if I need to. It needs to be child friendly." He hadn't actually had anything too fancy in mind, just a gathering of people Dorian liked, food, drink, the kids involved, music, though Dorian would likely sit in a corner all night rather than dance. _______________________ tag: Dorcas Amilie Meadowes words: 254 notes: <3 outfit: Black is the new black.[googlefont="Dancing Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Mar 22, 2020 1:41:37 GMT
"Fine." She said, rolling her eyes not-so-subtly. Dorcas had thought strippers would be a fun idea but apparently this thing needed to be child friendly. Well she could manage that. The ballroom would be too huge given the small amount of people they'd be inviting. It was designed for a hundred people or something ridiculous, anything less than seventy five and the room felt empty, sixty was really the bare minimum and going off the top of her head, she could only think of about 30 people that would be there. She'd have a look once she was home to decide if she should rearrange the lounge or dining room or some other bloody room they had. There were so many rooms in that place that Dorcas was certain she hadn't seen them all. "Later." She said, pushing her chair out and standing up, her bag already in her hand. She couldn't imagine there was much more for Jules to talk to her about, he'd asked a favour so surely a second would be pushing his luck too far, so Dorcas left the table, heading back to work to start making a guest list. Ugh. She supposed she'd have to invite Kit along. While she hated the twit, he and Dorian seemed pretty close. At least she'd have a buffer as he was also close (or at least as close as Dorian ever got to anyone) to a couple of other people she much preferred.
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