Tony's been... well, bored. And being bored is a bad thing when the young man in question has a penchant for trouble, a little more curiosity than was healthy, and access to magic
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Even later, when Altra is a sleeping pile of fur somewhere, a woman, dressed simply but old-fashionedly, enters into the room. She's walking with her head down, seemingly thinking. But when she notices Tony, she startles and pales. "Forgive me, monsieur! I didn't see you there."
"No, but you would be in your rights to think that I was creeping up on you with ill intent. Ladies should not skulk about." She has a French accent, but she doesn't seems shy at all. Just a bit startled.
There's company nearby - a man in his late twenties, dressed in a weathered tweed jacket and pouring over a large tome. It's probably obvious that he's studying it - he's regularly pausing, making notes, shuffling towards another book on the couch, then back to his notes again.
Paul, our resident history PhD student probably needs a break.
It's a shame that the laptop shows nothing but solitaire to anyone non-magically inclined.
"Hey," he offers back, smiling. His own preferences aren't immediately obvious, but to anyone with a bit of gaydar, he's certainly not hiding it. "What's up?"
There's a young Shuswap woman looking from the hearth were she is warming up. She'd noticed the snow-ball action during her walk and recognized Tony when she settled back inside. She's very curious of whatever the young man is doing.
She's also fairly shy and generally being discreet about her observation, but maybe Tony will notice.
I keep on saying I don't have any Canadian puppets. LIES LIES LIES. She's even from BC!
Tony does notice, when he gets annoyed with not being able to move a queen, and looks up. He smiles in a friendly way at her and nods something of a greeting.
She waves, a little shyly. It's strange - this is the girl who rode on Iskierka's back, and yet here she is, not really sure how to approach the strange young man with the flying snow balls.
"Hey there." He hadn't seen her outside -too busy trying to not get pummelled by the rampaging spell-, but she seems friendly and Tony's willing to meet new people here.
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Paul, our resident history PhD student probably needs a break.
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And so Belize is hovering about, considering an approach for information.
"Hey there," he'll offer, friendly and open. Belize is nothing if not your regular New York nurse. His proclivities are also anything but invisible.
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"Hey," he offers back, smiling. His own preferences aren't immediately obvious, but to anyone with a bit of gaydar, he's certainly not hiding it. "What's up?"
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Belize offers a grin. "Couldn't help but notice this spiffy thing you got. It's a computer, right?"
Being from the mid-eighties, Belize actually isn't all that computer savvy - at least, not unless they're first-generation Macs.
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She's also fairly shy and generally being discreet about her observation, but maybe Tony will notice.
I keep on saying I don't have any Canadian puppets. LIES LIES LIES. She's even from BC!
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(Yay for other Canadaian puppets!)
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"--- Good day," she ventures.
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"I'm Tony."
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