Estelle
You seem to be making up for a lot as well.
Mon Nov 25, 2013 00:27
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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 ever. It was cooked perfectly, the soft meat practically melting in her mouth, and the taste was almost maybe kind of enough for her to forgive Bailey for her meddling. Almost, maybe, kind of. Lobster was a dastardly messy dish to consume, so between the food itself and the juices on her fingers that she already knew she was inevitably going to get all over her scheming friend’s table and probably her floor to boot... well, the brunette was feeling surprisingly content at the moment. And having Liam to join her wasn’t too bad. He had been fairly quiet so far, only nodding in response to her comments, but there had been a smile, too, and she was certain that she’d noticed him surveying the office when she mentioned a potential revenge. That was a good sign.

The Australian witch considered herself extremely talented at conversation, insofar as the person she was conversing with was equally vocal. When faced with silence, it certainly didn’t dissuade her from continuing to chat on; if she had something she felt like saying, then by all means, she was going to say it, and no lack of a response from the other party could stop her. She had grown up in a family of four, basically the mother to her two younger brothers while their real mum was off earning them something to live off, and all three of the Blair children were of different opinions yet similar temperaments when it came to speech. A thought hardly entered their brains before being proposed, a debate never went unanswered, and there wasn’t a joke to be considered that they hadn’t already made and re-made and elaborated on at some point. So Liam finally speaking up was something she took note of with mild relief. The brusque woman had nothing against carrying the conversation solely on her shoulders, but this would be a hella awkward date thing if they spent the whole time with her talking-while-eating and him listening-while-eating.

“...some things I picked up from my last trip to Egypt…”

Wait, what?

The unfortunate lobster claw that she had been so carefully skewering with her metal cracker snapped practically in half and fell back onto the table with a cheerful clatter of shells, but she paid it hardly any notice, all of her attention locked onto Liam at mention of those few simple words. She paid equally minimal notice to his following question, instead choosing to find a way to spin her next comments back towards his. “Eh, I was just finishing up with some things in the classroom, marking papers, the usual.” She gave an impatient little wave, eager to quiz him, because that was one word she was not about to let get away from her. “You know how it is, terribly boring stuff really - but you’ve been to Egypt? I knew James was from the Middle East, but I wouldn’t have picked out you to have any connections in the area too. What were you doing there? Touristy things? It’s absolutely ace, that’s for sure, great place to look around, but the history!” she exclaimed, stressing the last word, grin widening.

She figured that Liam had probably just been sightseeing, which was totally cool, of course, but the country was practically her other home, settling in at a comfortable third right behind Australia and America. When she wasn’t teaching at RMI or crashing at her unfortunately seldom-used apartment in Sydney, she was Flooing into Cairo’s magihistorical institution and setting out across Egypt with her fellow archaeologists. Estelle didn’t really like kids, but teaching in itself was alright, and she certainly liked teaching Cultural Studies; it gave her the opportunity to give her students a glimpse of the world beyond what they had experienced in their young lives. But to meet someone else who had been there physically, someone else who had shared in the experience of hot sun and the snorts of camels, long limbs unfolding across the sand, and to have that someone else sitting opposite her right now, was making her terribly delighted.

Terribly seemed to be an appropriate adjective to pair with her emotional state of delight, she almost instantly decided upon the realization that she had started quite literally bouncing in her seat. The twenty-eight-year-old hooked her boot heels around the chair once more and blinked at Liam, mentally smacking herself for acting like a kid on Christmas eve but externally entirely unabashed. “Egypt’s a wee bit of a passion of mine,” she explained quickly, locating the wayward lobster tail and moving it back to a more proper position on her plate instead of the table. “I’ve done heaps of work in the area; that’s where my archaeology job is, during the off-season from Rocky Mountain.” It wasn’t the sort of job that paid very well, more like volunteer work than anything else, but Estelle hadn’t exactly grown up rich and she’d never felt the desire to accumulate more than what she needed to survive. Having a good cause, like the accumulation of knowledge and the expansion of academia, was all the motivation that she needed.


  • 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
      • 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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