Just-got-laid owling

Aug 13, 2006 16:24

Dawn woke up around midday and was slightly disoriented by the fact that her head was at the foot of the bed, and her covers were wound around her like a sari. Not to mention that she was sore in some . . . strange places.

Then she remembered. Her, Domino, and about 40 different positions. The virgin population of Hogwarts had just lost another member.

Giggling madly, she unwound herself from her covers, threw on a robe, and bounced over to the baths. After bathing, doing her hair and makeup, and getting dressed, she made her way to the owlery. There, she sent out two messages:

Domino,

I know that cow thing had something to do with the raging hormones and all, but I just wanted to let you know that 1) I don't care, and 2) I don't regret it one bit. It was great. You were great (betcha know that already, though). Last night was an amazing experience. I'll do you the favor of not being all weird around you now, but if you need a friend, you've got one. And if you want to show me some more moves? Just say the word.

Dawn

Hey there!

We met at your Sorting--I was the girl drooling over your linguistics degree. I'm really curious about these Stargate things. Let's just say I have a vested interest in dimensional portals and all. Plus, I've been working on some Sumerian logoforms, and I kinda hit a brick wall with them. I'd love to meet with you and talk, if you're game. Sound okay to you?

Dawn Summers

She left the owlery and headed for the Great Hall to get something to eat, grinning ear-to-ear. She felt sexy, powerful, and liberated, and she liked it.

owl, dawn summers, domino harvey

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