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by: Coraline Larson
#13234
June 3, 6:48 pm Library of Cora's warehouse

'...the work you have done for me in the past was superb and, while we did not part on friendly terms per se, I would very much like to remedy that, my lady. Repairing our professional relationship would be quite lucrative for the both of us, and I do sincerely hope you see it that way as well. If this is something you wish to discuss further, you know how to find me. Most respectfully yours, T.M.'

"You cocky, arrogant little shithead..."
Cora muttered to herself as she tossed the letter on the table with disgust. The nerve of some people, she thought furiously, shaking her head in disbelief. The arrogant shithead behind the oh-so-polite and almost disgustingly apologetic letter could go to hell for all she cared. Burned her on a job several years ago, nearly got her caught and sent to Azkaban, and now he wants to make amends? Fat. Bloody. Chance. Cora pushed her chair back from the table with a disgusted huff and stalked over to the picture window that overlooked Diagon Alley. Shops were just starting to close up and the shoppers were all filtering back out into the streets now, the occasional sudden disappearances of apparition seeming almost comical without hearing the telltale crack of the spell. Cora stood watching out the window absently as she seethed over the letter, her arms crossed and an annoyed scowl on her face.
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by: Matthew Cox
#13235
It was a lazy day in the warehouse. The summer heat and humidity made Matt feel loggy and slow during the day, especially after a long night of running the rooftops and working patrols with Cora. Thankfully, she seemed content to spend the day in the warehouse working on her ledgers. Matt took that opportunity to curl up in his favorite chair with one of her old school textbooks. At this rate, if he ever made it back to the office, he'd be their new expert in magical studies. Cora cursed softly, prompting him to bookmark the history of magic book he was reading.

"Mmm...now what?" Matt stretched comfortably and asked for clarification on Cora's mood. The man stood and moved to his friend and love interest, pointedly ignoring that she was also his captor. Matt wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. She smelled so good, even when the tell tale signs of her temper were warning him to back off.
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by: Coraline Larson
#13236
The witch jumped at Matt's inquiry, having forgotten in her fit of pique that she wasn't alone. The slight blush that colored her cheeks only served to stoke her temper more, though the moment Matt's arms came around her the fire was banked and she relaxed back against him. "You were so quiet, I forgot you were even in here, mo diabhal," Cora chuckled softly as he nuzzled her hair. "It's nothing really. An old contact says he wants to 'make amends' and 'repair our professional relationship'," she spat, mocking the letter's phrasing, her annoyance clear. "Little bastard nearly had me caught on a heist a few years back and stiffed me my payment when I still pulled it off, and NOW he wants to hire me again?" Cora shook her head and took a calming breath. "Happy birthday to me, right?" she added sarcastically.
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by: Matthew Cox
#13237
"Aww, you forgot I was here? Sweetheart, I was in my chair reading. I wasn't THAT quiet, was I?" Matt smirked and kissed her neck, brushing her hair out of the way. Muscle tension in her neck and shoulders drew his attention; Matt dug his fingers into the knots and began massaging her. Cora's words gave Matt a lot to think about. Heist? And birthday? Did he know today was her birthday? "Did you buy yourself a nice birthday gift from me? Because I don't think I knew it was your birthday. Also, what's this about a heist? Did you Ocean's Eleven something or someone?" Matt had much preferred the older version of the movie, but the George Clooney picture was good too. His fingers continued to work at the tension in her back, intermittently kissing her on the neck.
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by: Coraline Larson
#13238
Cora giggled and hummed happily at his kisses. "Maybe I was just distracted then, mo diabhal," she admitted with a smirk. Cora relaxed under his attention, the tension melting out of her shoulders and neck. She laughed and turned around in his arms, loosely clasping her arms around his neck and smirking up at him. "You didn't know it was my birthday because I don't really celebrate it, love. Haven't really had anyone to celebrate with." She kissed him tenderly and ran her fingers through his hair absently. "And what the hell is Ocean's Eleven?"
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by: Matthew Cox
#13239
Matt continued to knead the tension out of her shoulders even after she turned in his embrace. He'd have to do something special for her if it was her birthday...but what? Hmm... Her reciprocating attention made the man smile happily. He loved it when she played with his hair, it was just so nice.

Now, which of the two movies was he going to explain? "They were movies. Two of them, really. One old one made in the sixties with Frank Sinatra playing lead, the other more recently, '01? I think? With George Clooney. In both cases, the plot's similar: a group of eleven professional thieves try to rob five...three in the more recent movie, Las Vegas casinos." Maybe she'd be interested in watching it. He didn't derive much pleasure from movies anymore, but he'd sit through it for Cora so they could talk about it later.
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by: Coraline Larson
#13240
"Can't say as I've seen many movies at all, let alone anything that recent, love. I know Sinatra, but George Clooney? No idea." Cora smirked and played with his hair some more. "I'd be real curious to see how the movies show professional thieves, though. I'm sure it's hilarious," she chuckled. "And no, I've not robbed a casino, before you ask."

Matt smiled and kissed Cora's forehead. "Why don't you go out and rent the newer one, we can watch it tonight. I'll make dinner. We can have a nice, relaxed evening in. What d'you think?" His grin took a mysterious air to it.

She smiled when he kissed her forehead, leaning into his touch happily. A wry chuckle bubbled out of her at his suggestion. [/b]"If I didn't know better, I'd think you were up to something, Cox..."[/b] Not that she was opposed to letting him make dinner or anything, in fact, it would be nice to just relax together for the night. No jobs, no patrols, no potion-brewing or rune scribing... just a probably-bad movie, a nice dinner, and the two of them. Almost like a real date, she smiled to herself. "Alright, mo diabhal trom... I'll play along. Anything else I should grab while I'm out?"
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by: Matthew Cox
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Up to something? He totally was. She liked Italian and his go-to fast and fancy dinner happened to be gnocchi in a browned butter and sage sauce. Matt just gave her a knowing smile. "Bottle or two of nice white wine, something for dessert, and then stop at a cute little artsy shop somewhere and find something charming like a bracelet or little glass figurine that you think I'd choose for you, or stop at a gardening store and spoil yourself. Dinner will be ready in, say an hour and a half? Get back in an hour, take a nice shower, and put on the outfit I lay out for you. Fair enough?" She would know he was planning something now. He was just too smug and grinning too broadly. It didn't matter though. It was her birthday and he was going to spoil her.
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by: Coraline Larson
#13242
"A bottle of wine? And get myself a present you would pick for me? Matt, this isn't because I mentioned my birthday is it?" She narrowed her eyes skeptically, the words spoken with a slight groan. Honestly, it was just a birthday, nothing to get excited about. She only mentioned it as a joke. It's not like she expected anything special. If he insisted she would play along, but he really didn't need to make a fuss. "Matt, seriously. It's just a birthday. Like I said, I haven't cared about my birthday in years. You don't need to fuss."
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by: Matthew Cox
#13243
"Shut up," he said with a good natured smile. "I want to make a fuss. At least get the bottle of wine and leave the credit card information with me if you're not going to get yourself something. I want to spoil you and make you feel special." He pecked her forehead and let the stubborn good humor fight the fight for him. He wasn't going to let her get away without something. He drew his hands up her back and down her arms to grab her hands. Time to fight dirty, if she was going to keep being stubborn. "Please?"
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by: Coraline Larson
#13244
"Tá tú den sórt sin a pian i an asal. Tá a fhios go bhfuil, an ceart agat?" she groaned, unable to hide her smile. Oh Merlin, he was doing the face! Why did he have to fight dirty like that? With a playful eyeroll she squeezed his hands and gave in with a sigh. "Alright, alright... Enough with the puppy eyes! So I'm getting wine, dessert, and a birthday present, huh? And what is it you like to get me, mo diabhal stór?" Cora raised a brow and gave him a resigned, but amused smirk.

(You are such a pain in the ass. You know that, right?)
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by: Matthew Cox
#13245
The liquid chop of Gaelic flitted through the atmosphere. Matt only caught a word or two, missing the main idea. "I'm something something..I know...something something...I need to study more is what I just heard you say. But no, no...if you're going to be pouty about it, just leave the card and tell me what the limit is and I'll blunder through the Internet like a blind man in rush hour traffic and find something either perfect or hideous. We'll know when it arrives. So you just get to get the wine and a dessert and the burning curiosity of what I order." The sly grin became a Cheshire's tease as Matt stepped back and pulled Cora with him. He was going to go down to the kitchen to start dinner. Or, since his meal idea would cook quickly, to start prepping the ingredients.
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by: Coraline Larson
#13246
Her peal of genuine laughter and amusement rang through the library. "Perfect translation. Nailed it, love," Cora teased him, still giggling softly. "I said 'You're such a pain in the ass, you know that right?'" He was just too sweet. The man was adorable, insisting on buying her a birthday present the way he was. It was actually kind of nice to have someone to care about her like that and if it made him happy.... "Alright, love." She reached into her pocket and pulled her wallet out, handing him a bank card for a German bank. "Don't worry about a limit, unless you're buying me a small country... Well, even then probably not much of a problem. I'm sure they'd negotiate." She returned his Cheshire grin with one of her own, her tone an odd mix of teasing but serious.
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by: Matthew Cox
#13247
His eyebrows dropped in a bemused curiosity. "I don't think they sell nation-states online. I'll check if you want..hah...Czech...okay, bad pun. I've got an idea, buuut, you're still here, so go get the wine. Take your time. Go for a nice walk. Be back in an hourish. Fair?" He kept backing and leading her into the hallway until he hit the banister railing. His expression became more wicked than humorous. "Go or we're taking the express way down stairs together."

Cora laughed at his threat and pulled away from him, taking the stairs. At the bottom she turned and walked backward toward the front door, calling cheekily. "Just don't burn the place down while I'm gone, mo gra. That'll really put a damper on our evening," she teased as she shut the door behind herself.

As Cora headed to the door, Matt's smile softened as he watched her go. When the door snicked closed, he headed to her bedroom and laid out a cozy outfit with thick socks, sweatpants, and a tank top. He'd deliberately implied something fancy when he'd mentioned it to her, but if they were going to have a movie night, they were going to be comfortable. He went to his own room and laid out a similar outfit with a tee instead of a tank. That task done, he headed down stairs and searched the Internet quickly for the gift idea he had in mind. It was difficult, using the Braille teletype to guess what certain items looked like, but he figured he couldn't go wrong with Swarovski crystal. He ordered her a glass orchid, then headed to the kitchen to begin making gnocchi. He lost himself in the cooking, humming happily as he finished the dish. He split the pasta between two plates, found a candle and a match, and set the table just as he heard the door unlock. He lit the candle and smiled. "Well, Miss Larson, you have perfect timing."
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by: Coraline Larson
#16214
Alright, she had an hour to get wine and dessert of some sort. Hmm.... Well, if it was her birthday she was buying for, it only made sense to go to her favorite restaurant and bakery for it right? Besides, the walk to 'Villa Positano' along the river would be nice at this time of the evening and it would kill most of the hour she had been given. The family that owned the restaurant always treated her well as one of their regulars and she supposed she had befriended them more personally as well, so it was with great fervor the family helped her pick out what she was looking for. A lovely selection of small cakes and tarts, a large bottle of limoncello, and a bottle of crisp white wine were what Cora eventually left with, heading back to the warehouse with a bright smile. "Mmm... it smells wonderful in here, Mr Cox," she answered his declaration, placing her purchases down on the island with a smile.
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