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Post by janephoenix on Jun 24, 2009 0:18:11 GMT
*As he speaks she realizes just what her problem has been, she trusts people to easily. Wants to believe not everyone is bad and evil, but truth be known most are just that*
You're right....
*Looks over the people as he was, seeing them all in a whole new light*
Oh Merlin.
*whimpers, turning in her chair and plops her head down on the bar*
I'll be dead in a year wont I..?
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Post by Mosiah Tafari on Jun 24, 2009 0:33:27 GMT
**he turns his head a bit in her direction, looking at her over his shoulder. she seems so pure, not someone that should be hunting dark wizards. his lips turn up at the corners, giving her a slight smile.**
"Dun ya worry ya pretty lil' 'ead 'bout none of dat now. Juss be sure ta do wha' ya is tole an' no 'arm should come ta ya."
**he turns back to his drink, and takes a refreshing sip. the rum takes him back to a happier place, a place where magic didn't exist, and the warmth of his people on the island could be counted on. he reaches inside his cloak, withdrawing a cigar and his wand. he places the cigar in his mouth, using his wand to light it, and takes a few soothing drags.**
"It seem to me ya got a good 'ead on ya shoulders. Ya'll be fine, and if ya eva need, I'd be willin' ta 'elp ya with anyting. I once t'ought of becommin' an auror too.**
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Post by janephoenix on Jun 25, 2009 20:11:06 GMT
*Takes in a deep breath and turns back around the way she was, before the little mental breakdown*
Could have used your help the other night in London..
*Scowls at the memory of the man she cursed with boils*
Was patrolling Diagon Alley, had a little problem. Luckily didn't go very far...
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Post by Mosiah Tafari on Jun 25, 2009 20:22:07 GMT
**turns his shoulder and head to allow himself the ability to see her better, his eyes lit with curiosity.*
"Oh? Wha' kin' o' trouble?
**the expression on his face turns dark at the look on her face, as his mind starts to work overtime, and questions begin to flow freely.**
" 'oo was it? Dinnit ya tell anyone dere at da Ministry?
**wonders if he'll get the opportunity to track down this criminal and serve him a little taste of Mosiah's form of justice before turning him over to the ministry.**
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Post by janephoenix on Jun 25, 2009 22:12:30 GMT
*Turns to face him, the looks of shame in her eyes*
He just bumped into me.. literally and well to make a long story short he grabbed me and I cursed him.
*Shrugs at his question, feeling like a complete idiot about getting away with not one bit of information, other than what he looked like.*
I have nothing to give them, no name... nothin.
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Post by Mosiah Tafari on Jun 25, 2009 23:50:44 GMT
**he can't help but show his disappointment in the fact the only information she got was a physical description, and chalks it up to her inexperience as a beginner. He tries to give her a smile, and awkwardly pats her on the back.**
"Atta girl, a'least ya got 'em! Ya proved ya got da 'eart fo' bein' an auror after all."
**he drops his hand, and returns it to his glass, raising it to finish off the last bit.**
"Wit a lil' more trainin' ev'ryting else with b'come second nature, don' ya know.**
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Post by janephoenix on Jun 26, 2009 0:13:09 GMT
Gave em some boils so if you see a man walking around looking like hes in alotta pain that's the guy.
*Gives him a wicked smirk and nods*
I'm getting there, slowly and not without hitting a few brick walls, but one day boils is the last they'll be worrying about.
*Watches him for a moment.. wondering about something he said*
So why did you decide.. you know, what you do instead of auror?
*Takes another sip of her drink*
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Post by Mosiah Tafari on Jun 26, 2009 0:25:47 GMT
**takes a moment to think on how to answer her question, his face turning dark as he thinks of his father. he isn't comfortable with explaining his life's story, and his search for a wretched man that could possibly be his father with a witch he barely knows so he carefully explains his choice becoming a hit wizard.**
"Well ya see der are more dan juss dark wizards out der."
**sets aside his empty glass, his head beginning to spin, and chooses to order another rum.**
"Plenty o' wizards do crime wit' out bein' evil, and bein' a hit wizard give me da opportunity to 'elp serve justice to doze dat deserve it."
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Post by janephoenix on Jul 5, 2009 22:09:29 GMT
*Nods listening to his every word*
And who better than Mosiah to bring them down.
*Her eyes go wide*
I would be horrified if you were after me, which is why I'll stay on your good side!
*Grins*
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Post by Reiko Urquhart on Jul 16, 2009 23:48:25 GMT
*Walks into the Hog's Head, followed by Bronagh*
*Crosses to the bar and orders a vodka and pumpkin juice*
*Turns back to Bronagh*
So, what can I get you?
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jul 16, 2009 23:56:31 GMT
*Bites her lips a bit as she approaches the bar just behind Reiko.*
Erm...
*Takes a quick glance around the pub to be sure no one in sight is her parents, or knows them. Spotting no one she recognizes she turns her attention back to Reiko, beaming.*
Rum will do me fine, thanks.
*Reaches up, untwists her hair, and allows it fall over her shoulders as she shakes it out softly.*
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Post by Reiko Urquhart on Jul 18, 2009 22:56:54 GMT
*Adds to the barman*
And a rum...
*Turns on his stool to face her*
*Places his hands on her waist again and pulls her closer*
So...
*Smiles wickedly*
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jul 19, 2009 20:36:23 GMT
*Is pulled close to him a hand settling on his arm, the other on his chest. She smiles softly with a mischievous glint in her eyes.*
Not such a bad place after all, at least not from this perspective.
*Giggles softly, winking at him.*
*A finger traces across his chest lightly.*
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Post by Reiko Urquhart on Jul 19, 2009 21:45:41 GMT
*Tuts*
You want to be careful. You'll get my hopes up.
*Grins and turns slightly to pick up his drink*
*Sips it and licks his lips*
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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Jul 20, 2009 21:42:46 GMT
*Looks up at him, smiling madly, and teases.*
We wouldn't want to do that now would we?
*Watches the way he licks his lips, and turns to her drink, her cheeks burning.*
How about we make a toast?
*Lifts her rum*
To healthy walks.
*Giggles, taking a sip, and a bit of the rum spills on to her chin.*
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