RP for Cordelia
Settling down. Everybody seems to be doing it.
Tucker and Warren, Tom and Katie, Ben and Jen, Matt Damon and Whatzername. It might be Ashton and Demi that pushed him over the edge. Or, OK, most likely, the news that Angel and Darla are sharing a bedroom had something to do with it. Plus all the
publicity garnered by his
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Surprised to hear the familiarity in his voice, she starts to turn and look at him, but can't quite move her head. Damn. She's been wahmmied after all. Only not as much as she probably should be. She can still think clearly, even speak... maybe.
"How do you know her?" she asks him, even though her attention is still glued to the clerk. At least speaking is a go. "Wait, Rom? Isn't that...?"
It sounds familiar. She's heard it before... gypsy curses. "They cursed Angel!"
Crap. If this freak tries to suck out her soul, Todd is SO dead.
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No need to piss the lady off too bad, until they get a look at the special collection.
"The lady and I would like to see the back room," Todd says, and leaning in. "You do work on commission, right."
Afina gives him an insulted stare. "My work is art, not filthy commerce. The special collection is not for everyone."
"What about for a Charmed one?" he shoots back. Again he nods toward Cordy, hoping she will take the hint to pose as a powerful witch. She does have the same eye-color as Piper, he's pretty sure. That's almost like having the same magical powers. Plus, well, visions.
"A charmed one?" Afina raises an eyebrow. "Why did you not say so? Dear one, what would you like to see?"
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As long as the lady doesn't expect a magic show. She might be able to pull off a little glowing, but that's about it.
Now that she's regained her wits some more, she carefully pulls her hand away from the gypsy's and clutches it to her stomach. "The back room, right. We definitely want to see that."
Just please, don't let there be anything too freaky in there. This was supposed to be a shopping trip for jewelry. Todd never said anything about weird gypsy back rooms.
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He squeezes her shoulder, and gives her a conciliatory smile that might be mistaken for a loving one, from a certain angle. Just then, in exactly the direction needed to produce said angle, a flashbulb goes off.
Todd whirls. "Fucking press. Get your cameras away from my--"
"Aren't you Orlando Bloom's wife?" demands the photographer.
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He holds up his hand for her to wait, steps out the door, and slams the camera on the sidewalk. It shatters to bits, and the Immortal picks him up by the collar. He shoves his fist in the guy's face, and the papparazzo winces as though he's about to be punched. But the Immortal just swivels his head around and shows off his own ring. "You weren't here, you didn't see us."
"I wasn't here, I didn't see you."
"You have no idea what happened to your camera."
"I have no idea what happened to my camera."
"These are not the droids you are looking for.
"These are not the droids I am looking for.
OK, he hates the whole Star Wars comparison, but if he's going to do a Jedi mind-trick, he may as well mess with the guy ( ... )
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"You better hope no one saw that. You don't want Piper reading about you kissing another woman right before you propose."
She takes a moment to shake it all off, then looks back at Todd. "And you're damn right you'll be buying me something. I didn't sign up for gypsies and paparazzi. You we me big for this."
ooc: *g* Works for me. I'm sure she can find something expensive she wants.
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