Blaise Zabini (Potterverse, by way of lgbtfest fic-in-progress), pandimensional watering hole

[hermit_of]

There's little to suggest that this is not Blaise's native state, by now; she's had the chance to ask the Bar for appropriately cut robes, and discovered the infinite usefulness of hair ties. After all, one must take advantage of these opportunities where one can.
But there is the fact that she appears to have acquired a small stash of those mints

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[vermillion_ace]

Blaise isn't the only one to use her enforced time in Milliways for extra work. Nearby Max is studying the specs and diagrams of prototype veritechs on his datapad. One in particular earns a slow whistle of appreciation for it's thrust output.

[hermit_of]

Oddly, it's not as enforced as it might be; her door is still very much there. It's more than there would be Questions that she's not really prepared to answer.
Blaise looks over, at the whistle. "Something impressive?"