The Leaky Cauldron

[Scarlett Payne]

*Chews her bottom lip in thought as sighs too.*

*Smiles slightly*

"Well we can only guess I suppose. Lets just hope he sees sense soon huh?"

*Casts a final look at the papers before placing them back into her bag.*

*Stirs her drink.*

"So tell me a little about yourself Camy. I'm always intrigued by new aurors, wondering why they choose the life of danger."

[Camy Blackwood]

My father was an Auror and I always loved hearing about his day, even when nothing happened I had to hear it.

-smiles at the memories-

The only time I got scared about it was when he got hurt, but he would tell me that it was part of the job.

[Andromeda Tonks]

*enters the Leaky once again and takes a seat at the bar*

*orders a Firewhisky, pays, takes a sip*

[willow]

*Walks in, feeling completely dead after a long shift at St. Mungos. Heads straight for the bar, half scoots onto a stool and gives the woman next to her a friendly grin*

I'll have what she's having...

*yawns and asks in a low tired voice to the barman*

[michelangelo]

**walks in, goes directly to the balcony and sits**

"Hey pal, could you give a butterbeer?

[Scarlett Payne]

Feb 2, 2009 18:45:13 GMT Camy Blackwood said:

My father was an Auror and I always loved hearing about his day, even when nothing happened I had to hear it.

-smiles at the memories-

The only time I got scared about it was when he got hurt, but he would tell me that it was part of the job.

*Smiles.*

"Ahh carrying on the family business, how lovely."

*Sips her drink and frowns slightly.*

"Lets hope your not afraid of getting hurt. It's not uncommon of us to get hurt in this line of work.

*Leans back in her chair and nods a hello at the Healer before addressing Camy again.*

"It was only recently that she treated me for a vampire bite."

[Camy Blackwood]

Oh no I'm not afraid of that anymore.

-glances over to see who she was speaking about-

I was only worried for my father because I didn't want to lose him.

[Scarlett Payne]

*Sips her drink*

"I think a little fear is healthy. If one doesn't have some level of fear, even if it's something simple or silly as...spiders for instance, then they'll end up blundering into a dangerous situation without a seconds thought."

*Frowns slightly and asks gently*

"Do you not think that your father might worry about losing you? Now that your in this line of work?"

[Camy Blackwood]

"Yeah, but he's proud of me, he had thought I would end up just doing something less dangerous like a Healer or something. He was shocked but proud when I told him my choice."

-smiles then sips her drink-

"He's always giving me tips and everything, my father tells me my mother would be proud of me as well."

[Oz Magnus]

::Oz makes his way into the Leaky Cauldron, tired after a long days work, he walks up to the bar and taps on the counter::

"Been a rough day at the ministry, so how about a glass of Ogden's Old? And keep them comming."

::He finds his way to a table, pulls off his tweed suit jacket and throws it over the back of the chair. Reclining in his seat he lets his head fall back in exhaustion, anxiously awaiting his glass of firewhiskey::

[Roslyn Levere]

*Pushing the door open Roslyn walks in, head held high an air of grace surrounding her. Taking a moment, to scan her surroundings; Roslyn heads towards the bar and takes a seat* "A glass of Elder wine please?"

[Oz Magnus]

::Oz looks up as the door swings open, a slight breeze ruffles his hair. He finds himself staring as a young women gracefully makes her way across the pub to the counter::

::the barman yells at Oz letting him know his firewhiskey's ready, he sees it sitting invitingly on the counter. He stands from his seat making is way over to his drink. Near him stands the girl who just entered, and a slight smile tugs at the corners of his mouth::

"Evening," he says politely.

[Roslyn Levere]

*Looking towards the voice, Roslyn's eyes land on the man beside her.* "Good evening."

*She smiles sweetly, then returns her gaze to the bar, her drink now sitting in front of her. Delicately wrapping the tips of her fingers around the glass, she raises the edge to her lips and takes a small sip*

[Oz Magnus]

::Oz follows suit and puts the dingy glass to his lips, hesitating slightly knowing the burn that will follow, stuffing down his doubt he throws back the firewhiskey in one swift motion, his throat searing as his eyes tear up slightly::

"Haha! Never tire of this stuff"

::he says to no one in particular::

"Bartender! Another round, eh?"

::he looks to Roslyn::

"Hate to be presumptious, but I swear I've seen you before. You a shop keeper by any chance?"

::he hopes he's not wrong in assuming she works at a shop, seeing as how he desperately hates to look a fool, but mostly hating to be wrong::

[Roslyn Levere]

"Yes, I work at Flourish and Blotts." *Roslyn nods, only glancing at the man* Really she hops he doesn't plan on making a conversation about the shop. Not that she doesn't love her job, but working the long hours there is enough to keep her from wanting to chat about it.