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*Zoe* · 06-16-2014, 01:55 PM

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Originally Posted by Hera

It was unusually quiet in here today, which didn't come as too great a surprise to her, had she not put in over-time hours this morning she wouldn't have been able to justify coming down for lunch. And people, were no doubt busy catching up and procrastinating at their desks with discussions of holidays and the like. How drab. It just wasn't for her to socialise.

She made short work of the first half of her sandwich, the triangle of deliciousness no match for her appetite. Washing it down with a generous swig of coffee, Emily's hazel eyes followed a man as he neared her table. There were plenty of seats elsewhere. Did he need something?

The strangers question registered with her, though she took a brief moment to contemplate a response. She didn't know what to make of the fact that he was willing to sit in a yellow chair. Yellow was simply rancid... something she'd been trying to explain to Avery for some time. It was the colour of weakness, and it was too bright and cheerful to be legal.

"Not at all," she replied but a second after he asked. He was welcome to it, who was she to stop him? Public space and all. And.... was that cheesecake on his tray? " But I'm afraid there's a toll if you sit there... a bite of your cheesecake is my price," she gestured to it. Sweets were her weakness, one she wasn't ashamed to admit. It would after all be rude to eat it in front of her, and she wasn't above helping herself to peoples foods without their express permission.

For a food court, it was awfully quiet. Where was everyone? The lack of socialising in the room was a bit of a downer, but at least it drastically narrowed the options of who he could eat his lunch with. And the brunette sitting all by her lonesome was the lucky winner today. He was welcome to sit with her ... if she could have a bite of his cheesecake.

"Sure thing," Tancred said, setting his tray down on the table and sitting down in the yellow chair. He was willing to sacrifice a piece of his cheesecake. After being a husband and a father for so long, he was used to sharing his food. Sharing was caring.

Before his stomach decided to rumble loudly on him like it did in the lift, Tancred look a bite of his crispy chicken wrap, savoured the taste, and swallowed. Mmm. So good. "Whenever you want a bite, go for it," the man chuckled, pushing the plate of cheesecake closer to her. He took another bite of his wrap. "I'm Tancred Adara, by the way. New dragon commissioner in the Creatures department."

06-16-2014, 01:55 PM	#11 (permalink)
Zoe **DMAC & DMLE** Runespoor Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Wonderland Posts: 61,317 Hogwarts RPG Name: Logan Paton Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Gillyweed Beery Slytherin Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Tallulah Gamp Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement x8 x8	Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Mrs. Charlie Weasley \| Seneca's Beard \| That's So Fetch Quote: Originally Posted by Hera It was unusually quiet in here today, which didn't come as too great a surprise to her, had she not put in over-time hours this morning she wouldn't have been able to justify coming down for lunch. And people, were no doubt busy catching up and procrastinating at their desks with discussions of holidays and the like. How drab. It just wasn't for her to socialise. She made short work of the first half of her sandwich, the triangle of deliciousness no match for her appetite. Washing it down with a generous swig of coffee, Emily's hazel eyes followed a man as he neared her table. There were plenty of seats elsewhere. Did he need something? The strangers question registered with her, though she took a brief moment to contemplate a response. She didn't know what to make of the fact that he was willing to sit in a yellow chair. Yellow was simply rancid... something she'd been trying to explain to Avery for some time. It was the colour of weakness, and it was too bright and cheerful to be legal. "Not at all," she replied but a second after he asked. He was welcome to it, who was she to stop him? Public space and all. And.... was that cheesecake on his tray? " But I'm afraid there's a toll if you sit there... a bite of your cheesecake is my price," she gestured to it. Sweets were her weakness, one she wasn't ashamed to admit. It would after all be rude to eat it in front of her, and she wasn't above helping herself to peoples foods without their express permission. For a food court, it was awfully quiet. Where was everyone? The lack of socialising in the room was a bit of a downer, but at least it drastically narrowed the options of who he could eat his lunch with. And the brunette sitting all by her lonesome was the lucky winner today. He was welcome to sit with her ... if she could have a bite of his cheesecake. "Sure thing," Tancred said, setting his tray down on the table and sitting down in the yellow chair. He was willing to sacrifice a piece of his cheesecake. After being a husband and a father for so long, he was used to sharing his food. Sharing was caring. Before his stomach decided to rumble loudly on him like it did in the lift, Tancred look a bite of his crispy chicken wrap, savoured the taste, and swallowed. Mmm. So good. "Whenever you want a bite, go for it," the man chuckled, pushing the plate of cheesecake closer to her. He took another bite of his wrap. "I'm Tancred Adara, by the way. New dragon commissioner in the Creatures department." __________________