Surfing
Aug 10, 2008 3:33:26 GMT -5
Post by Crowley on Aug 10, 2008 3:33:26 GMT -5
Crowley's computer had broken down on him, and Magda and Snape's apartment was much closer than the library, so he was now sitting in their office using theirs. It was mostly things for work. Reading the news, trolling, coming up with new annoying memes for the /b/tards to spread, that sort of thing.
Suddenly, an IM popped up.
sc_hunter: Hello?
magdavonw: Who is this?
sc_hunter: Oh, I’m sorry. Is this Magda?
magdavonw: No, I’m just borrowing it.
sc_hunter: Oh, okay, I’ll leave you alone, then.
magdavonw: Actually, wait, I’m curious. Who are you?
sc_hunter: Oh, just a business associate.
magdavonw: What sort of business?
sc_hunter: In her case? Babyproofing.
magdavonw: lol She does love that kid.
sc_hunter: Yeah…
magdavonw: What’s your name?
sc_hunter: Sam. Yours?
magdavonw: AJ
That was what he normally went by on the internet. It involved a lot less typing.
sc_hunter: Nice to meet you.
magdavonw: You too. Do you live in Paris?
sc_hunter: Yeah. The family moved here when I was a kid.
sc_hunter: “You gotta go where the business is…”
magdavonw: Where did you move from?
sc_hunter: England, actually. Mom’s German, Dad’s American, but we lived in England when I was a kid.
magdavonw: Cool. I’m from London, myself.
sc_hunter: I haven’t been there in ages…
magdavonw: How old were you?
sc_hunter: Three or four. It’s been a while, lol.
magdavonw: So how do you talk when you speak English?
sc_hunter: Like my dad.
magdavonw: Ew, Yank.
magdavonw: Jk
sc_hunter: Quiet, Limey.
sc_hunter: lol
magdavonw: At least neither of us is French.
sc_hunter: Might make it easier to get by around here.
magdavonw: Maybe, but if you can pass as French and don’t have to deal with the shame it’s better. Although, then again, it’s not as if they’ve got any shame.
sc_hunter: I think I know somebody else without any shame…
magdavonw: XP
sc_hunter: I’ve got you, man. lol
magdavonw: Don’t upset me. You never know who you’re talking to on the internet. XD
sc_hunter: Ooh, I’m terrified. *shakes*
magdavonw: Ooga booga
sc_hunter: XP
sc_hunter: So yeah.
magdavonw: Um. Seen any good films lately?
sc_hunter: Not really.
magdavonw: Me neither. Nothing’s looked good.
sc_hunter: Books?
magdavonw: In the Woods. Tana French. Read it? ((Please note, I have not read this book. I just pulled it out of my ass. And by my ass, I mean the New York Times Best Sellers List.))
sc_hunter: No, not yet.
magdavonw: You should. It’s pretty good.
sc_hunter: I don’t have a lot of time to read. Work keeps me pretty busy.
magdavonw: I’m generally pretty busy, too, but I always try to make time for myself and take a vacation here and there.
sc_hunter: Ah. I’ll try.
magdavonw: So is it normal in your business to know your clients’ SNs?
sc_hunter: Not always. This is kind of a special case.
magdavonw: ?
sc_hunter: Magda’s kind of needy.
magdavonw: I bet.
sc_hunter: I mean, it’s kind of touching, but still.
magdavonw: It gets rather annoying. And has she ever mentioned her husband?
sc_hunter: A few times. He sounds like a great guy.
magdavonw: …no.
sc_hunter: ?
magdavonw: He’s an ugly bastard who treats her like shit.
sc_hunter: Never got that impression from her, I’ll admit.
magdavonw: That’s because she’s blinded by love. Poor girl.
sc_hunter: …okay then.
magdavonw: I’ve tried to understand it. It doesn’t work.
They went on chatting for a while, covering various subjects, and finally decided that as long as they were two adults and in the same area, they might as well meet up. So they made plans for the next day and ended their chat (as Snape had just booted Crowley from the computer).
Suddenly, an IM popped up.
sc_hunter: Hello?
magdavonw: Who is this?
sc_hunter: Oh, I’m sorry. Is this Magda?
magdavonw: No, I’m just borrowing it.
sc_hunter: Oh, okay, I’ll leave you alone, then.
magdavonw: Actually, wait, I’m curious. Who are you?
sc_hunter: Oh, just a business associate.
magdavonw: What sort of business?
sc_hunter: In her case? Babyproofing.
magdavonw: lol She does love that kid.
sc_hunter: Yeah…
magdavonw: What’s your name?
sc_hunter: Sam. Yours?
magdavonw: AJ
That was what he normally went by on the internet. It involved a lot less typing.
sc_hunter: Nice to meet you.
magdavonw: You too. Do you live in Paris?
sc_hunter: Yeah. The family moved here when I was a kid.
sc_hunter: “You gotta go where the business is…”
magdavonw: Where did you move from?
sc_hunter: England, actually. Mom’s German, Dad’s American, but we lived in England when I was a kid.
magdavonw: Cool. I’m from London, myself.
sc_hunter: I haven’t been there in ages…
magdavonw: How old were you?
sc_hunter: Three or four. It’s been a while, lol.
magdavonw: So how do you talk when you speak English?
sc_hunter: Like my dad.
magdavonw: Ew, Yank.
magdavonw: Jk
sc_hunter: Quiet, Limey.
sc_hunter: lol
magdavonw: At least neither of us is French.
sc_hunter: Might make it easier to get by around here.
magdavonw: Maybe, but if you can pass as French and don’t have to deal with the shame it’s better. Although, then again, it’s not as if they’ve got any shame.
sc_hunter: I think I know somebody else without any shame…
magdavonw: XP
sc_hunter: I’ve got you, man. lol
magdavonw: Don’t upset me. You never know who you’re talking to on the internet. XD
sc_hunter: Ooh, I’m terrified. *shakes*
magdavonw: Ooga booga
sc_hunter: XP
sc_hunter: So yeah.
magdavonw: Um. Seen any good films lately?
sc_hunter: Not really.
magdavonw: Me neither. Nothing’s looked good.
sc_hunter: Books?
magdavonw: In the Woods. Tana French. Read it? ((Please note, I have not read this book. I just pulled it out of my ass. And by my ass, I mean the New York Times Best Sellers List.))
sc_hunter: No, not yet.
magdavonw: You should. It’s pretty good.
sc_hunter: I don’t have a lot of time to read. Work keeps me pretty busy.
magdavonw: I’m generally pretty busy, too, but I always try to make time for myself and take a vacation here and there.
sc_hunter: Ah. I’ll try.
magdavonw: So is it normal in your business to know your clients’ SNs?
sc_hunter: Not always. This is kind of a special case.
magdavonw: ?
sc_hunter: Magda’s kind of needy.
magdavonw: I bet.
sc_hunter: I mean, it’s kind of touching, but still.
magdavonw: It gets rather annoying. And has she ever mentioned her husband?
sc_hunter: A few times. He sounds like a great guy.
magdavonw: …no.
sc_hunter: ?
magdavonw: He’s an ugly bastard who treats her like shit.
sc_hunter: Never got that impression from her, I’ll admit.
magdavonw: That’s because she’s blinded by love. Poor girl.
sc_hunter: …okay then.
magdavonw: I’ve tried to understand it. It doesn’t work.
They went on chatting for a while, covering various subjects, and finally decided that as long as they were two adults and in the same area, they might as well meet up. So they made plans for the next day and ended their chat (as Snape had just booted Crowley from the computer).