The Hog's Head Inn$3$[1]

[Miles Bletchley]

*stands in front of the broken mirror in his shabby room upstairs and adjusts the collar of his shirt*

*runs a comb through his hair and shrugs at the fact that it never stays down how he wants it*

*turns around and walks over to the door, grabs his cloak from the peg and slips it on*

*pulls the hood over his head and leaves*

[Elvira Crouch]

*stumbles into the Hogs Head, not quite feeling like her usual self*

darn, apparating has never took this much out of me

*Orders a bottle of Elfin Wine and takes a seat in the furthest corner, closing her eyes to try and get rid of the silvery circles she could see in front of her*

What the bloody hell is wrong with my eyes?

*Swigs from the bottle, trying to ignore the circles*

[Elvira Crouch]

*decides that she is much too ill to be out and to go to her mother to see if she has anything to cure her*

*leaves the hogs head, the bottle of wine almost full*

[Augustus Rookwood]

A faint pop was heard from the distance and Augustus strolled into the Hogs Head

He sat down by the bar and ordered a Butterbeer, and sipped it gently, pondering on empty thoughts.

[Priscilla Medusa Chimaera]

*Walking in with hunched shoulders, her hair in the usual matted tangles and a smirk on her ghoulish face, Priscilla strode in. Her smirk widened as she noticed someone familiar by the bars sipping a mug of Butterbeer. She walked silently up behind him.*

"The man who doesn't like playing games," she stated to the back of his head.

[Tallia Gauthier]

*Walks in, her hood casting her face into shadow*

*Orders a firewhiskey and takes it to a small table by a dirty window*

[Tallia Gauthier]

*Gets up and walks out*

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*Opens the door to the Hog's Head, pulling back her hood. She strides over to one of the corner booths, her stomach growling with hunger*

*Scourgifies the seat before sitting, and glances at the tattered menu briefly*

[sammie bowers]

*Walks in. Humming to herself. Sits at the farthest table from the door*

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood apparts outside and comes in, his anger still bottled up from the last, he grabs a seat in the middle on a chair and orders a Firewhiskey.

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*Gives a slight glance at the other customers before returning to skimming the menu, unsure. She waves off the approaching waitress*

I haven't decided what to order yet. I'll be another few minutes.

*Glances at the tall stranger, sensing his tension from her seat just a few feet away*

[sammie bowers]

*A waitress comes over. She orders a drink. Starts to play with her hair*

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood took a sip of his Firewhiskey, and glanced a bit over at another person sitting only a few feet away from him, he managed to fake a small grin.

[sammie bowers]

*Looks around. Sees now one she new. Waitress gives her the drink. Takes a sip*

[Seraphina Bloodworth]

*Smiles wanly back, unsure of the stranger, who seemed to be familiar*

*Turns her attention to the waitress who had returned*

Uh, I think I'l just have a steak, with baked potatoes and a Butterbeer. Oh, and perhaps a small slice of chocolate cheesecake for afterward.

*Returns the menu, and sits quietly, trying to ignore the stranger's glances*