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[ka-click.livejournal.com]

Around the school, signs have begun going up. Some of them are at odd levels,, but most of them are at least waist high. Took a little bit of work to make the rug go the right height and all. They read, more or less:

ATTENTION, LADIES OF HOGWARTS!
Are you attractive? Do guys always tell you how hot you are?
Would you like to earn a little bit of cash for not much work?
Then come try out for a new periodical publication, like the wizarding world has never seen!
Please leave all morals at the door
See Bun-Bun at Hufflepuff, for more information. Or sign below, and he'll find you!
No kids!

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[earthto-mars.livejournal.com]

Right. ...Right!

God, nerves, out of nowhere. This was a little creepy. Rabbit and all. Still. I was Veronica Mars: No Longer A Marshmallow. If I could handle Dick Casablancas without a problem, I could handle this. So. I showed the man what he needed to see. Or, at least, dropped my bag and stripped off my shirt.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"Good, good... Now, rmemeber, these are moving pictures, so try to make it look like you're talking to the camera. Mouth whatever you have to, but it makes the guys imaginations spark, right?"

[earthto-mars.livejournal.com]

Hello. Moving pictures? It was porn on a whole new level. I mean, I've looked at Hustler and all that - who hasn't? - but moving pictures? That was new. "Okay," I replied a little nervously, and mumbling the standby 'this is so stupid' mixed in with a little 'watermelons and tomatoes'. Hey, ask any of the lip-synching experts; it looks like anything.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

And he continues, offering her advice and support, until they finish up. "Thanks hun, that was perfect."

[earthto-mars.livejournal.com]

That was perfect? Heh, kind of odd to hear, coming from a rabbit. Still. Comforting. ...I think. "Sure thing," I replied uneasily, fixing the bottom of my shirt. "Right-o." Payment? That was what I was really interested in. I needed money, bunny.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

He tosses over a small pouch. "There's yer pay. Any idea what I should call this thing?"

[earthto-mars.livejournal.com]

Yes. Just what I was looking for. And all I had to do was flash a little somethin' somethin'? Maybe Jenna Jameson had the right idea. ...Man, I was just reeking of trailer trash right now, wasn't I?

"Something involving 'Hogwarts' doesn't really induce images of grandeur," I replied with raised eyebrows, pulling my bag strap over my shoulder and shoving the pouch inside. "You could've gone with a Parochial schoolgirl theme. But lacking the plaid skirts, I think you're better off with the oh-so clever play on magical terms. Unihorny? Uniporn. School of Witchcraft and Impropriety?" Logan was right. My ability to come up with porn titles was bordering in on creepy. "The world is your oyster.

...Oh, crap. ...Logan.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"The Oyster?" He rubs his chin, a grin spreading across his face. "I like it! Classier then a clam, but still the same mollusk."

[earthto-mars.livejournal.com]

That... wasn't exactly what I was looking for. But quite all right. ...I think. "There you go. Totally works out," I replied pointedly, eyebrows raised.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"Give ya a call next time?"

[earthto-mars.livejournal.com]

I thought back to the bag of money he'd tossed at me. Hey... it hadn't been half bad. "Hey, I mean, sure. I'm totally up for your run of the mill porno mag." Except what? That came out totally wrong.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

He winks, and is gone.