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Post by meg1 on Jul 20, 2011 20:21:09 GMT -5
Antia shoved her camera back into her bag with a heavy sigh. She was told to come here and photograph some big wig who was supposed to be coming to Gringots, but it turned out to be a now show. Or they had probably wised up and came in secrecy earlier so they wouldn't be bothered by reporters and photographers. That was rather annoying and make Tia's job more difficult. She already wasn't in the best mood today. Jonas was on some trip so she was in the flat alone and her parents had started harassing her again. One could only take so much from her step mother before wanting to aparate into one of those muggle westerns right in the middle of a gun fight. She sighed once more and started walking down the cobblestone street. Perhaps she could kill some time here before going back to that empty flat and her step mothers bothersome letters. Apparently they wanted Tia to come home for some big party they were throwing. They of course knew Jonas was away somehow, and were taking every opportunity they could to bug her. Hell they were probably trying to set her up with some random guy again to get her on 'the right track'. Heaven forbid she turn 20 and still be unmarried, oh no that would be to shameful to bear! Antia let out an annoyed tsk before something caught her eyes. Ice cream! The perfect thing to cheer her up! She quickly made her way into the ice cream shop and ordered two scoops of ice cream. one mint chip and the other black cherry, her favorites aside from chocolate. Her eyes scanned the store for a seat but there were none to be found. oh well, at least it was a nice day outside. Nibbling at her ice cream spoon she made her way outside and seated herself on a bench to watch the masses walk by. "Yummm...." she said to herself, humming lightly and she spooned the ice cream slowly to her lips, savoring each tasty bite. --------------------------------- Words: 347 Tag: OPEN!! --Outfit-- |
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Post by matteodeath on Jul 26, 2011 0:24:53 GMT -5
  matteo was bored as he walked around diagon alley. he had nothing to do that day. no practice, no friends in town. he was so annoyed that he had nothing to do. he went thru his daily routine of working out, jogging with his dogs, shower, breakfast, and he cleaned up, did some laundry. then he was bored. he looked around his place and noticed that he needed to go shopping for some things for his flat. he decided to head down to diagon alley. he stopped before he reached the door and looked at his broom. it really needed to be cleaned and everything. he hadn't done much to it since he ran out of supplies before. he walked out and apparated into diagon alley.
he looked around a bit and then headed to the quidditch store to grab a cleaning kit. he paid for it and headed out. he looked around at the some of the shops and picked up a few other odds and ends. he went into an odds and ends store and saw some funny dog toys. they ran away from the dogs. he grinned as he thought about bones and bowser running around the flat chasing the toys. good thing he didn't have many breakable items. he mostly kept his flat bare due to his dogs. he had his furniture and some things on the walls and that was about it. he did paint the walls though. he did his best to make it homey.
after he picked up a few toys he decided he was kinda hungry. he wanted something sweet but not sure what. he went over to the sweet shop but nothing popped out at him. he left the store and walked around the alley a little more. he sighed until he saw the ice cream shop. he grinned and walked in and grabbed raspberry soft ice cream with rainbow sprinkles. matteo looked around and noticed miss antia o'shea sitting at a table by herself. matteo smiled and sat down. well, hello darling. how is my favorite photographer? he said before taking a bite of his ice cream
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Post by meg1 on Aug 2, 2011 16:23:01 GMT -5
Antia had been content watching the comings and goings of the ice cream shop. Lots of kids of course, and lots of teenagers, a few adults, some she recognized from either school or work. She waved at a few other new Daily Prophet employees that had been hired at the same time she had, a reporter and an assistant to the ceo. The three of them had gotten so lucky. The prophet had gotten so many applications and had chosen only three. The three of them. It was certainly a confidence booster, knowing that out of the hundreds of people applying she had been one of the few that stood out. The best of all of them. It was enough to make a shy girl blush. Luckily Antia wasn't overly shy. She grinned, taking a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. Thinking about that cheered her up, despite having not been able to catch that big wig and her step mothers constant annoyances. Also thinking had distracted her enough so she hadn't seen Matteo walk in and order his ice cream. Not until he sat down across from her with his ice cream. Luckily she still had her spoon in her mouth so she couldn't squeek in surprise, which was good. Squeeking might make him think she was a silly fan girl, which she was, but she was also a photographer and wasn't supposed to get so excited when in the same room as her favorite stars and players. So in a sense the ice cream had saved her from appearing overly fan girlish. She pulled the spoon out of her mouth, licking the remainder of the ice cream off her lips as she did. "Oh you know, living the fabulous like of a photographer. Waiting on stars and big wigs to show. Chasing down those that are intimidated by my sheer awsomeness. The usual." she said with a small laugh, all in jest of course. Everyone knew the life of a newer photographer was usually limited to chasing people down and getting stood up in favor of the more experienced photographers. Not that Antia minded usually, it gave her the opportunity to go off on her own and find new things to photograph. "How about you? How goes the day of one of my favorite Quidditch players? Spectacular?" she asked with a grin, leaning into the table and poking her ice cream with the spoon in her hand. --------------------------------- Words: 410 Tag: Matteo --Outfit-- |
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Post by matteodeath on Aug 4, 2011 13:50:49 GMT -5
Matteo smiled at Antia with the spoon in her mouth. He knew how fangirlish she was. He’s seen her when she’s around the players in the locker room or doing shoots and what not. It was cute. She was cute. Matteo sat down and took a bite of his ice cream. Matteo laughed at her fowardness. Sheer awesomeness? Try sheer sexiness. But sadly Matteo had a girlfriend, not that meant much. yeah, not all of us big wigs know how to show up on time. To bad they can’t all be me. matteo smirked at antia. He laughed with her. He had to admit, antia was one of his favorite photographers. Well, to be honest, his favorite. If anyone ever wants to do a shoot of him, he always requests that she’s his photographer. Most of the time they don’t understand but she gets him best and it gets her a job with more momey. It’s a win-win.
He shrugged. oh you know. Practice, games, girls, same old same old. matteo shrugged and ate more ice cream. Then he looked at antia again. wait, one of? I better be your number one favorite quidditch player. No one is as good as me. yeah, he has an ego, what quidditch player doesn’t? matteo watched her poke at her ice cream. It looked really good, not that his wasn’t good. He grinned and took a scoop of her ice cream and ate it. He grinned at her thru the cold. He then took a spoonful of his and held it up as if he was going to flick it at her, with his evil grin.
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Post by meg1 on Aug 10, 2011 21:11:33 GMT -5
Antia smirked at him. Oh yes, the girls and the game she knew about. It was sort of her job to capture it all though. Though she hadn't caught a practice picture yet...hmm...She'd have to remedy that soon. She burst out laughing at his double take after her 'one of my favorite' comment. "Well you know I can't stroke that ego of yours too much. Don't want your heading getting so big it'll impede your Quidditch skills." she said with a smirk, resting her hand in her palm. Truth was, she just liked getting a rise out of him. It was amusing, plus he looked even hotter when his ego was threatened. Such eye candy had to be exploited every chance possible after all. She raised an eyebrow at his spoon of ice cream as he raised it as if to flick it at her. He wasn't really going to flick that at her was he? If he was he better be prepared to get sticky. "I so wouldn't do that if I were you Matteo. Not unless your prepared for the revenge I shall exact on you." she said playfully, answering his evil grin with a devilish little smirk of her own, her fingers tracing the rim of her ice cream bowl. Oh there were so many possibilities revenge...but which to choose. The easiest was of course was to merely smash her ice cream over his head and get his marvelous hair all sticky and dark cherry flavored. Then of course she could take about a million pictures of it, not that it would really increase the revenge since he would probably still look hot through the ice cream and make the front page of some magazine. Not that it would be a bad thing though...just not revengeful enough for Tia. Hmm..what else could she possibly do? Torment somehow? Yes that might work, but how.... --------------------------------- Words: 316 Tag: Matteo --Outfit-- |
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