Estelle
At least there's food
Sun Nov 24, 2013 21:25
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The man in the doorway was not someone she was expecting to see standing there. Then again, she hadn’t been expecting to see anyone tonight except for Bailey, so she figured that having the Foretelling Arts professor come into the room was just about as surprising as anyone else would have been. Liam West wasn’t an entirely unfamiliar face to her, recognizable from sitting around the same bonfire two Opening Feasts in a row and perhaps the odd nod to each other while passing by in the hallways, and yet he certainly wasn’t familiar in the sense that she knew who he was by anything other than his face and job title. He was still fairly new around the school. Granted, Estelle herself had only been at RMI for a term longer than him, but that still ranked him as being ‘one of the new recruits’ in her books.

“Gosh, no,” she agreed vehemently. “If she’s gonna trick me into a date - no offense meant, I’m sure you’re a fine bloke - then I am definitely not going to let her get away without eating all her food. We should raid her desk drawers, see if there’s any more to be found,” she added with a conspiratorial sort of smile, white teeth glinting in a manner that clearly stated she was going to make the most of this evening. “Got to take advantage of the situation, aye?” Estelle was a big fan of food, and even more than that, she was a fan of free food. There were two plates of lobster on the table and she was not about to let a single crumb go to waste. She might be short enough to legally classify as a midget, despite the lack of actual dwarfism in her genes, but that by no means meant that she was incapable of consuming a full meal when the moment called for it. And right now, the moment was screaming eatme eatme eatme why aren’t you eating yet stop thinking start eating.

She didn’t know how Bailey had guessed it right, but seafood was definitely one of her favourite dishes. There was not even a fraction of a chance that she would be able to ignore it and leave. To some extent, that made the situation simultaneously more bearable and more irritating, because not only had she been set up on a date, something she was rather opposed to (unless it involved setting up her brothers - except now she had a surprise niece-or-nephew on the way, which was also something she was rather opposed to), she had been set up on a date with her favourite food. In other words, this date was as on as a lightswitch. The witch mentally paused in her tracks to rethink this metaphor. It actually didn’t apply in this case, because the only light in the room came from the candles on the table. The date was on as a… candle? Hmph.

Liam pulled out a chair, to which she responded with a slightly absent wave and plonked down, hooking the heels of her dragonhide boots around the chair leg while she reached for the glass in front of her. Belatedly she realized that it was empty and huffed again. Fancy lobster without anything to drink? ‘Cheapskate. I’m totally going to get you back for this somehow.’ It was perhaps fortunate that an elf arrived at precisely that moment with a bottle of champagne, which her new dinner partner graciously accepted and served them both from. “Thanks.” Picking up the now-filled glass, she inhaled the scent rising from it, watching tiny bubbles popping up to the surface, and tipped it back for a healthy gulp. ‘...Fine. Later, then. I’ll plan something later.’

“No, we haven’t,” she asserted, setting down the glass and extending her hand across the table for him to shake if he so desired. “Nice to, er, officially meet you, Liam, however bizarre the circumstances. I’m Estelle. Sure you already knew that, though.” Brown eyes zoning back to the lobster, she wondered idly whether it’d be rude to just start chowing down on it. Of course, the best way to decide on these things was to just ask her dinner companion, which she proceeded to do. “I’m going to start eating, if you don’t mind. Lobster’s best served hot.” Okay, this was more her informing him than asking, but whatever. Potayto, potahto, as the saying went. She picked up the lobster cracker and began breaking apart the shells, her mood improving at the smell. “And revenge is best served cold, so if you felt like making a bit of a mess in here, I am definitely not opposed.” Glancing up to Liam, she offered him a grin. “How were you expecting to spend the evening? Was lobster on your menu?”


  • This here's... well interesting.Liam West, Sun Nov 24 19:57
    Liam generally wasn’t a busy man when he wasn’t teaching lessons and since he didn’t teach a core class he had quite a bit of free time to himself. He had spent most of his afternoon taking inventory ... more
    • At least there's food — Estelle, Sun Nov 24 21:25
      • Food makes up for quite a bit.Liam, Sun Nov 24 22:48
        Liam found himself grinning at the comments that Estelle had made before they sat down. He wasn’t offended by the fact that she was more interested in the dinner than him. After all, they had been... more
        • You seem to be making up for a lot as well.Estelle, Mon Nov 25 00:27
          Chipping away at her meal, fingers working nimbly to release the meat from its protective red shells, Estelle quickly decided (or re-decided, as it was) that lobster was pretty much the best thing... more
          • As are you.Liam, Mon Nov 25 16:18
            Liam’s eyes flickered upward rapidly as his dinner partner’s lobster claw fell to the table. Concern etched across the features of the Foretelling Arts professor. He didn’t comment on it as Estelle... more
            • Now you're just making me blush!Estelle, Tue Nov 26 00:46
              Having the conversation shift over to his end of the table was convenient because it meant that she could return to eating. However, now that they had such an interesting topic at hand, Estelle was... more
              • “Is that really all you’ve got to say?” Liam gave a mischievous grin as he heard the words leave Estelle’s mouth. They’d managed to find a conversation piece that both of them liked. Something they... more
                • She felt inexplainably satisfied to hear Liam echo her sentiments, holding his gaze with her usual confident air despite the blush rising in tanned cheeks. Normally, feeling heat in her cheeks was... more
                  • Liam chuckled at the way Estelle spoke of her height. She was at least a good foot or so shorter than he, but it didn’t make her adorable like some. Cayden Bloom, one of his new students was a tiny... more
                    • “Really this was just a way for me to get back on my feet after… something.” Estelle didn’t generally miss very much. Not to say that she ever managed to pick up on all the subtleties of speech; that ... more
                      • Easy for some maybe, but not me.Liam, Sat Nov 30 19:12
                        “Can this even be considered a first date, though, seeing as it was totally a set-up? Ordinarily I’d say not a chance, but if you want to make an exception, I wouldn’t be opposed.” Liam tapped his... more
                        • And this here night's resolvedEstelle, Wed Dec 18 13:39
                          Impatient, she twirled her fork between her fingers and tried not to blatantly stare at Liam while waiting for his answer. Perhaps he was just pretending to be hesitant, the thought reminding her of... more
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