- Mon Dec 04, 2017 10:18 pm
Delilah's jab at the current board of Death Eaters was unexpected, and impressive. It was mostly because she'd initially pinned her as the prim and proper type, and to hear her lash out at the lot of them was refreshing. Good. So she might be decent company after all, and that meant Dru wouldn't be forced to hold her tongue around her. Well, not completely. She'd still need to get to know her a bit better before unleashing her true colors, which wasn't a far leap from where she sat now. It wasn't because she was already in Teague's good graces as her best friend, no. She wouldn't want to have to pull that card out that often because it should be implied--but Dru wanted to be sure she didn't offend someone who Teague seemed to fancy.
Yep. She could spot the tension from a mile away, the two of them. It didn't make her jealous, per se, but it meant that Dru would keep a close watch on Delilah. She was quite territorial when it came to women taking interest in her best mate.
She raised her eyebrows at the woman's explanation of her mission here. "Future?" Dru chuckled, in disbelief. Was she serious? But then she snickered at the quip about men and raised her glass, aiming to clink it against Delilah's acquired mug if she would humor her. "Amen to that." She winked at Teague with a devilish grin as she took a sip of her whiskey. "Mm, no-no." Dru shook a finger at Teague as she swallowed the bitter liquor, dabbing the corners of her mouth with a small bar napkin. "You are the one-and-only, the one who shall be named." Dru laughed at the title, odd that she found humor in mocking the Lord of ages past. "No take-backsies, now that you've gotten me out of my hideyhole. Or I can just go back to Aldergrove if you'd rather run away from the job with your tail between your legs."
Still, there was something Dru didn't want to pass up on asking. She needed clarification. "Now winding back here, Delilah...sorry, but the future?" She shook her head and leaned in, as if seeking more explanation there. It was way too vague and a comment said in passing, but if she was going to be in this court alongside his grace's press secretary, Dru definitely wanted to know. "I didn't think there were any time-turners around--ah--did you develop a timey-wimey machine then?" It wasn't meant to mock, only said in jest to flow with the current tone of their wild conversation.
"And Trevor. Merlin, that's a name I haven't thought of in...quite some time." She'd left about a year after Williams took hold of the government, but something about that man didn't sit well with her.