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==Roleplay (in the pub, or backyard)==
 
==Roleplay (in the pub, or backyard)==
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===Samael and Az===
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{{Asteriea|time=23:06, July 11, 2020 (UTC)|Az=Az is not having a good day - only a few hours earlier he was finding a ''dead body'' on Knockturn Alley with the seer girl, and then almost as soon as he gets home, preparing for a breakdown, he gets a string of texts from his baby brother saying he's gotten a Hogwarts letter and ''mum n dad aren't too happy can u come get me pls''. Not too happy? Understatement. Now he's sitting in the Leaky Cauldron doing his best to ''not'' have that breakdown, watching his brother try butterbeer for the first time. Are you supposed to give eleven year olds butterbeer? Az doesn't know or particularly care. "How are you feeling about everything?" he asks, voice cautious.}}{{Samael|Samael=He was relieved Az had been able to come and get him so quicklyp[[p[p[p[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[p[p[[[[[He sniffs the butterbeer cautiously before taking a tentative sip. His eyes widen at the taste and he takes a few big gulps because ''it's really good''. "I haven't really worked that out yet," he says with a shrug when he comes up for air. He has a lot of mixed up feelings but he can pick out one for sure. "I'm definitely excited though!" He grins at Az. "We're all going to go to school together, isn't that awesome?"|time=00:09, July 12, 2020 (UTC)}}
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===Thalia and Remy===
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{{RemyK3|time=04:57, July 4, 2020 (UTC)|text= It could easily guessed Remy had come straight from work, his tie hanging slightly loose around his neck. He didn't enjoy drinking alone—it always ended up being less depressing when done socially—although he could enjoy a beer and plate of chips after the more longer days of work. When it came to how often he had stressful days, it could be a coin toss. Chips helped though. Chips could solve any problem, as long as they tasted as good as the one they had at The Leaky Cauldron.}}
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{{TAusten|Thalia was a rather frequent customer of the cauldron. Just because it was always so busy and it meant no one noticed her passing around illegal concoctions and packages under the table. It was safe and Thalia had an abundance of people to extort money from. People always figured her clients were students, hispters or druggies but more often than not-the people buying her drugs were the sixty year old CEOs who needed to come down from work. Remember kids, the people making drugs illegal are taking them on their weekends that cost more than Thalia's life. So Thalia, having just finished a deal, was near Remy when she was shoved towards him by some prick and her hand reached out to try and stop herself from falling onto his lap. Just her f*cking luck.}}
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{{RemyK3|time=02:59, July 8, 2020 (UTC)|text= His observation skill hadn't been toned into his surrounding. He didn't see any deals Thalia had made, and he didn't care to assume anything either. He was off shift and hungry. While Remy was trying to take a chip and put it in his mouth, he instead ended up with the stranger almost falling into his entire person. The chip ended up on the floor, needless to say. "I'm so sorry; I've taken this seat." His automatic response to make a joke—to lighten up the situation. "Are you alright though? People are dicks."}}
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{{TAusten|Thalia's eyes narrowed as she heard the joke and she straightened herself up as soon as she could and eyed the guy with pursed lips. Blue collar worker. Not a threat. "Yeah, no kidding, and I'm fine," she said, rather stubbornly, before hesitating, "sorry about your chip." He could probably afford a replacement, so she wasn't that sorry for it. Thalia's hands went to her pocket and realised with a frown that she was missing her wallet. "Hey, uh, is my wallet underneath your chair or something? I think it fell out." Thalia was expressionless but her anxiety was rising. The money in there was all she had. She couldn't lose it.}}
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===Margot and Richard===
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{{Asteriea|time=18:46, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Richard=Hearing from Riv that Margot's back in the country, Richard's wasted no time in texting her himself and arranging to meet up after work. It's been too long since he's been in contact with most of his old friends, and this marks the rekindling of his relationship with all of them. He's unable to keep the smile off his face as he waits in a booth for Margot to arrive, beer already in front of him.}}
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{{MargotP2|18:54, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Margot arrives promptly, ordering herself a beer before joining Dick at his table. "This place is grimy and the beer tastes like piss. What happened to your princely tastes?" Margot teases, grinning crookedly at her old friend.}}
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{{Asteriea|time=19:05, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Richard="Haven't you heard? I'm blending in with the common folk now," he answers, grinning back up at her and taking a moment to process the fact that all his friends are back. "Looking beautiful as always, I see," he says. "How have you been?"}}
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{{MargotP2|19:15, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|"Oh, that's a miserable mistake. What I'd give to live in opulent castles, and have fair maidens and bachelors vying for my hand in marriage. Workers catering to my every whim..." she trails off longingly. Margot shakes her head and pats him in the hand. "Oh, you know, as busy as always. I'm happy to be back, though. I missed England," she pauses for a few beats and then adds, "And you, every now and then."}}
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{{Asteriea|time=19:25, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Richard="Aw, you missed me?" he repeats, pressing a hand to his heart. "That's probably the nicest thing you've ever said to me, you know that?" He winces at the ''vying for my hand'' comment, thinking back to the Incident. "Being royalty's great, you know. I love casting forty spells on my food every time to check for love potions," he winks at her, as if it's a joke. It's not.}}
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{{MargotP2|23:28, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|"Don't make me take it back," Margot warns, waggling a finger at him. She notices the wince and mirrors it, realizing that might not have been the most appropriate comment. "The best love potion repellant is to get fake married. It'll get everyone off your back, and I think it'd help when it comes to taxes... assuming you royals even know what that means anymore," she adds, with a soft laugh. "Which, I'm more than happy to volunteer for, by the way, but the fake wedding would have to be in Paris."}}
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{{Asteriea|time=23:31, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Richard="Why, Margot," he says, taking a sip of beer and leaning forward with a grin. "If you want to marry me you just have to say so. How does Duchess of Edinburgh sound?"}}
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{{MargotP2|23:34, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|"Like a dream come true," she replies, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "Honestly, do you want my beer? I bought it, but I'd forgotten beer here tastes like ass." Cringing, she grabs the bottle and places it beside his own. "My treat. Call it a ''I'm sorry I didn't move earlier'' gift."}}
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{{Asteriea|time=23:36, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Richard=Contrary to what his upbringing may suggest, Richard's tastebuds are perfectly fine with dirt-cheap beer, and he takes the bottle with a grin. "What've you been up to the past few years, anyway?"}}
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{{MargotP2|23:41, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|"Running mama's coffee shop. You know how it is. It was tough after she died, but Deron helped me get back on my feet. I ended up burning out, so he said he'd keep it running if I wanted to leave, so here I am," Margot explains. She feels a pang to her chest, mentioning her mother, but it isn't the same pain that one suffocated her. "I'm staying with my uncle until I get a job, but it'll be a while before I have enough to move out."}}
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{{Asteriea|time=23:50, June 30, 2020 (UTC)|Richard=He nods, expression understanding. He knows enough about how that affected her already, and, not wanting to drag up painful memories, says, "Well, we're glad to have you back! Whit was just asking about you the other day, actually."}}
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{{MargotP2|00:08, July 1, 2020 (UTC)|She smiles, but it falters when Richard mentions Whitney. "I haven't heard from her since the funeral," Margot admits, frowning thoughtfully. "How is she? And Donnie and Holly."}}
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{{Asteriea|time=00:19, July 1, 2020 (UTC)|Richard="I haven't seen much of her either," he confesses. "Only Donnie's wedding and then we met up for drinks a few days ago. She seems good, though! Donnie, too. Don't think he's happily married, though. Haven't seen Holly yet."}}
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{{MargotP2|06:05, July 1, 2020 (UTC)|"The infamous wedding," Margot remembers that. What a mess that was. "I still can't believe he pulled through. I don't think he was ever happy, but I just... you do you, boo," she lifts her hands to emphasize her point, "I haven't. I've only seen River, a few hours after my plane landed, and now you. She's still around? I thought she was off doing..." she trails off, pulling a face as she struggles to remember what her career was. "...something very Holly? I don't know."}}
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{{Asteriea|time=09:38, July 1, 2020 (UTC)|Richard="We - Riv and I, that is - had a whole escape plan for him, and he never took us up on it," he tells her, the ghost of a frown on his face. "But if he's really unhappy there's always divorce. And Donnie was saying Holly's working at WizCo now? Space Division."}}
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{{MargotP2|00:56, July 5, 2020 (UTC)|The ''Riv and I'' shouldn't even be said; they're a package, and where you have one, you have the other. It doesn't surprise Margot, although again she finds her chest tightening painfully as it settles how out of the loop she is. She hates it, but there's no point in wishing she could change the past. "Space division... it certainly sounds like Holly," she comments, trying not to sound very judgmental. She'll be surprised if WizCo gets wizards in space. It's 2045 and they still haven't done it, so what are the chances they'll achieve it now? "Donnie is in his parents' back pocket. Always has been, always will be. He's never had the guts to stand up for himself. Whatever he's going through now, it's because he wants to be going through it. He's a grown man who can take care of himself."}}
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===Vince and Julian===
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{{Vince|time=04:58, June 1, 2020 (UTC)|text= Seated at one of the tables in the pub, Vince overheard drifts of little conversation from others, but it was quieter in comparison to when the sun set and people arrived for an after work drink. The time wasn't far off from that, but sunlight still poured in through the few windows. Only a full glass of water rested atop Vince's table, and he himself was too lost in thought to remember drinking it. His right leg tapped under the table. It was a nervous tic he developed a long time ago and couldn't seem to shake off (pun unintended). He had been staying at The Leaky Cauldron for those first couple days back—courtesy of his cousin's help—and it seemed the best meeting spot at this hour. So he waited for Julian, having sent an owl yesterday, but a large part of Vince considered the idea of the old time friend choosing to not show up at all. It was ten years after all.}}
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{{JR5|Julian almost didn't turn up. A part of Julian felt that Vince might resent him. It was Julian who walked free whilst Vince lay in Azkaban alone. Save for maybe one of the serial killers to keep him company. Still, he turned up to the pub dressed in bright pink silk pants and a white shirt decorated with pink flowers. Enough to draw some attention from those around him. It didn't take long to find Vince in the crowd and he headed over there with a smile. "Flint, you look as handsome as ever," he said, flirting innocently like he always did with most people, unsure of their dynamic yet.}}
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{{Vince|time=04:50, June 7, 2020 (UTC)|text= Vince noticed Julian first; mainly from his own eyes that kept staring at the pub's entrance every two seconds, but also because Julian had always been someone who stood out in a crowd—at least in Vince's opinion. He stayed silent until Julian first spoke, staying cool on the outside despite all the nerves he felt dancing around within him. "Julian Ritchard," Vince spoke after, feeling as if both the first and surname was necessary. After so long, finally speaking it was much different than thinking the name. He forgot the way it sounded. "Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." Their dynamic was unknown to Vince as well. He for sure didn't hate Julian. Maybe there was feelings of resentment for a period of time, but those were left back in Azkaban.}}
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{{JR5|"Why, thank you, I do think this shirt brings out the blue in my eyes," Julian declared. His eyes were green, mind you. "So, how have you been?" He asked as he slid into the chair opposite Vince. "If I knew you'd been let out, I would have been the one to reach out first. I was so happy to see your letter." The waitress wandered over and he simply asked for a glass of gin and tonic. Nothing too fancy. }}
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{{Vince|time=02:55, June 11, 2020 (UTC)|text= "Ah, I can tell now that you've pointed it out." No, Vince couldn't actually, but not all kind comments had to be truthful. His eyes followed Julian as he sat down, but then dropped when taking a sip of his water. He considered ordering a stronger drink as well, but put away the thought. Water was good right now. "No worries. I've only been back for a few days, and I messaged you fairly quickly. I'm happy that you decided to come."}}
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{{JR5|"I wouldn't have missed my opportunity," Julian responded. ''I'm happy you decided to come''. Julian kind of came to the conclusion that was rather ominous as if he was saying ''I'm happy you decided to come so I can poison you!'' Julian supposed Vince would have picked up some tips from azkaban. "It's been so long, I'm glad you've finally been freed. Not that you should have been in the first place."}}
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{{Vince|time=05:28, June 13, 2020 (UTC)|text= No, Vince had not picked up any tips on the art of poisoning, but he had heard the tales of a serial killer known for using her doctor instruments on her victims. Vince wasn't a killer, never had been one, but he certainly wouldn't use syringes or needles to do the job. "Thank, you. I am too." Vince's smiling expression dropped, showing the more serious side of him. It wasn't Julian's fault, and he didn't blame his friend (?), but Azkaban still remained to be a sore subject. It stuck with him like a stone lodged into his stomach, and ''Not that you should have been in the first place'' made the stone feel heavier and more existent. "We'll have seized the day if anyone else tried to realize that."}}
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{{JR5|Julian could feel the mood drop instantly. Whilst he might not be much of a fighter he did have his uses-his observation skills was one of them. He knew how to read people, especially Vince, even thought they haven't seen each other in nearly a decade. Suppose Vince never had much opportunity to grow locked away and so all the same ticks that he had before was still there for Julian to recognise. "I would have been right there with you, too. But still, let us drink together like we use to." With that, the waitress slid their drinks in front of them. "Just water? Come on, mate, next round's on me."}}
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{{Vince|time=04:40, July 4, 2020 (UTC)|text= Vince couldn't remember the last time he had a proper drink, however he guessed it could of been with Julian. His feelings flickered from familiarity to simply strange. Both feelings were good enough to drink to, especially with the old friend, so he asked the waitress for the same as Julian with a 'thanks' at the end. This might be his only opportunity to do so—he couldn't guess what would follow this meet up. "So, please, properly catch me up. What are you doing for work nowadays?"}}
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{{JR5|"Oh, well...I work with a group called the black parade, you might have heard of them, especially in Azkaban," Julian confessed, not bothering to sugar coat any of it. "I mostly raise my kids more than anything else, though," he tacked on, knowing this would be new information to Vince.}}
   
 
===Luc and Toni===
 
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{{Luciano|Among the people who had already been inside was Luciano, sitting at one of the tables with a book lying in front of him. It was something about potions but, his head wasn't in the right state of mind to retain most of the information. A light-hearted sigh escaped his lips probably only audible to himself before he glance up and around the room. His brown eye observed the people around him and their faces, being somewhat of a people watcher when he need to center his mind though, he was careful not to stare for too long to not catch anyone's attention. Briefly, Toni did draw his attention more than anyone else in the room however Luc didn't have any intention of interrupt the guys writing.|21:59, March 30, 2020 (UTC)}}
 
{{Luciano|Among the people who had already been inside was Luciano, sitting at one of the tables with a book lying in front of him. It was something about potions but, his head wasn't in the right state of mind to retain most of the information. A light-hearted sigh escaped his lips probably only audible to himself before he glance up and around the room. His brown eye observed the people around him and their faces, being somewhat of a people watcher when he need to center his mind though, he was careful not to stare for too long to not catch anyone's attention. Briefly, Toni did draw his attention more than anyone else in the room however Luc didn't have any intention of interrupt the guys writing.|21:59, March 30, 2020 (UTC)}}
 
{{ToniD|Toni had to keep an eye out on the world around him. Inspiration will never find him if he kept to himself. He had to stretch outwards to find beauty. It will never find him. So he noticed the boy trying to study (the emphasis was on trying-Toni wasn't a fool to think this session was going well) and his own spying. Letting his eyes raise upwards to rest on the guy, he wasn't ashamed enough to try and hide his own staring, very much prepared to wink if they made eye contact.|23:00, March 30, 2020 (UTC)}}
 
{{ToniD|Toni had to keep an eye out on the world around him. Inspiration will never find him if he kept to himself. He had to stretch outwards to find beauty. It will never find him. So he noticed the boy trying to study (the emphasis was on trying-Toni wasn't a fool to think this session was going well) and his own spying. Letting his eyes raise upwards to rest on the guy, he wasn't ashamed enough to try and hide his own staring, very much prepared to wink if they made eye contact.|23:00, March 30, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{Luciano|He didn’t mean to stare. Really he didn’t but, Luc found his gaze stuck on Toni for longer than he had planned. Before he knew it, it was too late and the two had made eye contact causing Luciano to mentally curse. This unsettled the young male, his body moving quickly to try and seem natural but, it only resorted in Luc knocking over his drink and spilling it over the table. “Shi...” He mumble under his breathe as he quickly went to rescue his book from the liquid, hoping he hadn’t made a complete fool of himself.|05:43, March 31, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{ToniD|Toni watched the boy make a complete mess with both amusement and surprise, his smirk slowly melting off and surely his eyes were deceiving him. After a moment, he stood up and walked over. "Here, let me help you," he said, bringing out his wand, casting the spilt liquid back into the glass. "Tragic when a book is destroyed. So full of power. Did you get any on yourself?"}}
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{{Luciano|''Why didn't i think to do that...'' Luciano thought to himself as he watched Toni cast his spell and instantly clean up the mess. "I didn't thankfully but..." He raised his book up by the corner and watched as a few droplets of water fell to the floor. "My book wasn't so lucky." Honestly, the whole situation was humors to the young wizard, how he made such a fool out of himself but, he was sure to hold back any laughter. "Thank you for helping me with the spill, don't suppose you know a spell for drying a book. If not i guess i'll have to make do with a hair dryer."|22:09, March 31, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{ToniD|"I'm afraid the damage might already be done, nothing too special I hope?" Toni asked, leaning against Luc's table. He hasn't been invited to sit and he didn't want to assume he could and invade the boy's space. "Also, I'm afraid my skills might lie more with the pen rather than the wand. To my parent's chagrin, of course."|08:02, April 1, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{Luciano|“No, nothing too special. I was just studying up on potions really... the book isn’t mine though so let’s hope the owner doesn’t chew me out.” It was a bit out of character for Luc but, seeing as they were already engaged in conversation he thought, ''why not''. “Your welcome to sit if your not waiting for anyone, I wouldn’t mind the company.” He offered, gazing at the boy through his lashes. |06:13, April 2, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{ToniD|"Alas, that is one of the more less fascinating classes that Hogwarts has too offer," Toni said with a small nod of his head, before smiling, "I'm not! And I too, I'm finding company something to be desired as of this moment. Too busy with my own thoughts. Ah, correct me, I've assumed you go to Hogwarts. Am I wrong?" With that, Toni slid into the empty seat, watching Luc curiously.|06:25, April 4, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{Luciano|''He’s an interesting one...'' Luc thought to himself, whether that was bad or not-he hadn’t decided quite yet. “Yes, I am from Hogwarts. I belong to house Slytherin, I believe I’ve seen you in the halls a few times... you usually have a blonde at your side though.” Luciano answered him, it wasn’t unnatural for him to be familiar with most people. When you don’t talk very much, you tend to remember faces easier but, putting names to the faces was a different story.|09:15, April 8, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{ToniD|"Alas, I'm Hufflepuff," Toni said with a small smile, "unfortunately-I cannot say the same for you. My loss. I wish I did notice you before now. I'm Toni," he said holding out his hand to be shaken, "Toni D'Aurevilly. Let us hope I run into you more now that I've met you. It always seems to be that way, no?"}}
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{{Luciano|Luc was cautious, shifting in his seat so he could extend a hand out to Toni. Luc's grip was firm as well as the shake before he allowed his hand to fall back onto his thigh. "No worries, it's not surprising when people don't recognize me... i like to stay in the background." Luciano admitted.|09:03, April 26, 2020 (UTC)}}
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{{ToniD|Toni was impressed-he felt that he could tell a lot from a man's shake. How much they cared, how interested they were, and what have you. "It is a shame. Someone as beautiful as you doesn't deserve to stay in the shadows like that."}}
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{{Luciano|Luciano made a face out of discomfort, he wasn't used to this kind of attention and he wasn't one hundred percent sure if he like or not. Maybe if it were coming from someone else he wouldn't minded it much but, he'd heard of some small details of Toni and his wealthy background so Luc was already somewhat set off by him. However, Toni had been charming enough so far for Luc to not mind his company. "Not sure i'd consider myself beautiful exactly."}}
 
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The Leaky Cauldron is the oldest pub in London and is believed to have been built sometime in the 1500s, along with the rest of Diagon alley. The pub is one of the few connections to Muggle London and Wizarding London. In the muggle world, The Leaky Cauldron is found in Charing Cross Road and to the muggle eye, it is a small, broken-down old shop front. Once, before the statute of secrecy, muggles were welcomed into the pub with open arms, though this changed under Ulick Gamp, the Minister of Magic at the time. To allow its survival, he ensured that the shop was placed under heavy spells and protection. In the Wizarding world, the Leaky Cauldron has an entrance to both Diagon alley and Knockturn Alley found in the establishment's backyard.

However, under Alistair Fitzgerald, the foot traffic between the two worlds have been minimised with the establishment under constant threats to close their door to the muggle world shut permanently. However, though there is a sign reminding the people of the current laws, it still remains open. It is not the first time this establishment has suffered under fascist governments, and no doubt not the last.

Currently, it's owned by Phoebe. Someone whose family was well known to be against muggles and anything related but she herself as become more open minded as the years passed by. Thus, she is known to turn a blind eye if you pass into Muggle London. Under Phoebe, the pub hasn't changed much but she has renovated the bedrooms to be more accommodating to those that stay there. The pub itself, though, is still rather grungey but is still the best place to go for any interesting gossip.

The Leaky Cauldron
Owned by Phoebe Black

Proprietor and Employees

Phoebe Achilles Selene Black - Landlady and Owner

Roleplay (in the pub, or backyard)

Samael and Az

Azbubble

Az CaganSixth Year, Gryffindor

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Student / Part-Time
「 Relationship 」
Single

Az is not having a good day - only a few hours earlier he was finding a dead body on Knockturn Alley with the seer girl, and then almost as soon as he gets home, preparing for a breakdown, he gets a string of texts from his baby brother saying he's gotten a Hogwarts letter and mum n dad aren't too happy can u come get me pls. Not too happy? Understatement. Now he's sitting in the Leaky Cauldron doing his best to not have that breakdown, watching his brother try butterbeer for the first time. Are you supposed to give eleven year olds butterbeer? Az doesn't know or particularly care. "How are you feeling about everything?" he asks, voice cautious.

Message Me • 23:06, July 11, 2020 (UTC)

{{Samael|Samael=He was relieved Az had been able to come and get him so quicklyp[[p[p[p[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[p[p[[[[[He sniffs the butterbeer cautiously before taking a tentative sip. His eyes widen at the taste and he takes a few big gulps because it's really good. "I haven't really worked that out yet," he says with a shrug when he comes up for air. He has a lot of mixed up feelings but he can pick out one for sure. "I'm definitely excited though!" He grins at Az. "We're all going to go to school together, isn't that awesome?"|time=00:09, July 12, 2020 (UTC)}}

Thalia and Remy

RemyK

Remy Kowalski Head of Magical Education Department • Slytherin Alum

「 Age 」
26
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Ministry worker
「 Relationship 」
Single

It could easily guessed Remy had come straight from work, his tie hanging slightly loose around his neck. He didn't enjoy drinking alone—it always ended up being less depressing when done socially—although he could enjoy a beer and plate of chips after the more longer days of work. When it came to how often he had stressful days, it could be a coin toss. Chips helped though. Chips could solve any problem, as long as they tasted as good as the one they had at The Leaky Cauldron.

Message Me • 04:57, July 4, 2020 (UTC)

TPwb
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Thalia AustenAspiring Writer • Broken • Dealer

「 Age 」
26
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
drug dealer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Thalia was a rather frequent customer of the cauldron. Just because it was always so busy and it meant no one noticed her passing around illegal concoctions and packages under the table. It was safe and Thalia had an abundance of people to extort money from. People always figured her clients were students, hispters or druggies but more often than not-the people buying her drugs were the sixty year old CEOs who needed to come down from work. Remember kids, the people making drugs illegal are taking them on their weekends that cost more than Thalia's life. So Thalia, having just finished a deal, was near Remy when she was shoved towards him by some prick and her hand reached out to try and stop herself from falling onto his lap. Just her f*cking luck.

Message Me • {{{2}}}

RemyK

Remy Kowalski Head of Magical Education Department • Slytherin Alum

「 Age 」
26
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Ministry worker
「 Relationship 」
Single

His observation skill hadn't been toned into his surrounding. He didn't see any deals Thalia had made, and he didn't care to assume anything either. He was off shift and hungry. While Remy was trying to take a chip and put it in his mouth, he instead ended up with the stranger almost falling into his entire person. The chip ended up on the floor, needless to say. "I'm so sorry; I've taken this seat." His automatic response to make a joke—to lighten up the situation. "Are you alright though? People are dicks."

Message Me • 02:59, July 8, 2020 (UTC)

TPwb
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Thalia AustenAspiring Writer • Broken • Dealer

「 Age 」
26
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
drug dealer
「 Relationship 」
Single

Thalia's eyes narrowed as she heard the joke and she straightened herself up as soon as she could and eyed the guy with pursed lips. Blue collar worker. Not a threat. "Yeah, no kidding, and I'm fine," she said, rather stubbornly, before hesitating, "sorry about your chip." He could probably afford a replacement, so she wasn't that sorry for it. Thalia's hands went to her pocket and realised with a frown that she was missing her wallet. "Hey, uh, is my wallet underneath your chair or something? I think it fell out." Thalia was expressionless but her anxiety was rising. The money in there was all she had. She couldn't lose it.

Message Me • {{{2}}}

Margot and Richard

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

Hearing from Riv that Margot's back in the country, Richard's wasted no time in texting her himself and arranging to meet up after work. It's been too long since he's been in contact with most of his old friends, and this marks the rekindling of his relationship with all of them. He's unable to keep the smile off his face as he waits in a booth for Margot to arrive, beer already in front of him.

Message Me • 18:46, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

Margot arrives promptly, ordering herself a beer before joining Dick at his table. "This place is grimy and the beer tastes like piss. What happened to your princely tastes?" Margot teases, grinning crookedly at her old friend.

Message Me • 18:54, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

"Haven't you heard? I'm blending in with the common folk now," he answers, grinning back up at her and taking a moment to process the fact that all his friends are back. "Looking beautiful as always, I see," he says. "How have you been?"

Message Me • 19:05, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

"Oh, that's a miserable mistake. What I'd give to live in opulent castles, and have fair maidens and bachelors vying for my hand in marriage. Workers catering to my every whim..." she trails off longingly. Margot shakes her head and pats him in the hand. "Oh, you know, as busy as always. I'm happy to be back, though. I missed England," she pauses for a few beats and then adds, "And you, every now and then."

Message Me • 19:15, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

"Aw, you missed me?" he repeats, pressing a hand to his heart. "That's probably the nicest thing you've ever said to me, you know that?" He winces at the vying for my hand comment, thinking back to the Incident. "Being royalty's great, you know. I love casting forty spells on my food every time to check for love potions," he winks at her, as if it's a joke. It's not.

Message Me • 19:25, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

"Don't make me take it back," Margot warns, waggling a finger at him. She notices the wince and mirrors it, realizing that might not have been the most appropriate comment. "The best love potion repellant is to get fake married. It'll get everyone off your back, and I think it'd help when it comes to taxes... assuming you royals even know what that means anymore," she adds, with a soft laugh. "Which, I'm more than happy to volunteer for, by the way, but the fake wedding would have to be in Paris."

Message Me • 23:28, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

"Why, Margot," he says, taking a sip of beer and leaning forward with a grin. "If you want to marry me you just have to say so. How does Duchess of Edinburgh sound?"

Message Me • 23:31, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

"Like a dream come true," she replies, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "Honestly, do you want my beer? I bought it, but I'd forgotten beer here tastes like ass." Cringing, she grabs the bottle and places it beside his own. "My treat. Call it a I'm sorry I didn't move earlier gift."

Message Me • 23:34, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

Contrary to what his upbringing may suggest, Richard's tastebuds are perfectly fine with dirt-cheap beer, and he takes the bottle with a grin. "What've you been up to the past few years, anyway?"

Message Me • 23:36, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

"Running mama's coffee shop. You know how it is. It was tough after she died, but Deron helped me get back on my feet. I ended up burning out, so he said he'd keep it running if I wanted to leave, so here I am," Margot explains. She feels a pang to her chest, mentioning her mother, but it isn't the same pain that one suffocated her. "I'm staying with my uncle until I get a job, but it'll be a while before I have enough to move out."

Message Me • 23:41, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

He nods, expression understanding. He knows enough about how that affected her already, and, not wanting to drag up painful memories, says, "Well, we're glad to have you back! Whit was just asking about you the other day, actually."

Message Me • 23:50, June 30, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

She smiles, but it falters when Richard mentions Whitney. "I haven't heard from her since the funeral," Margot admits, frowning thoughtfully. "How is she? And Donnie and Holly."

Message Me • 00:08, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

"I haven't seen much of her either," he confesses. "Only Donnie's wedding and then we met up for drinks a few days ago. She seems good, though! Donnie, too. Don't think he's happily married, though. Haven't seen Holly yet."

Message Me • 00:19, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

"The infamous wedding," Margot remembers that. What a mess that was. "I still can't believe he pulled through. I don't think he was ever happy, but I just... you do you, boo," she lifts her hands to emphasize her point, "I haven't. I've only seen River, a few hours after my plane landed, and now you. She's still around? I thought she was off doing..." she trails off, pulling a face as she struggles to remember what her career was. "...something very Holly? I don't know."

Message Me • 06:05, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

Richard

Prince RichardIntelligence Division • Gryffindor Alumnus

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Auror
「 Relationship 」
Single

"We - Riv and I, that is - had a whole escape plan for him, and he never took us up on it," he tells her, the ghost of a frown on his face. "But if he's really unhappy there's always divorce. And Donnie was saying Holly's working at WizCo now? Space Division."

Message Me • 09:38, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

Ryan WB

Margot Phillipsgryffindor alumna • unemployed

「 Age 」
24 y/o
「 Species 」
witch
「 Occupation 」
unemployed
「 Relationship 」
single

The Riv and I shouldn't even be said; they're a package, and where you have one, you have the other. It doesn't surprise Margot, although again she finds her chest tightening painfully as it settles how out of the loop she is. She hates it, but there's no point in wishing she could change the past. "Space division... it certainly sounds like Holly," she comments, trying not to sound very judgmental. She'll be surprised if WizCo gets wizards in space. It's 2045 and they still haven't done it, so what are the chances they'll achieve it now? "Donnie is in his parents' back pocket. Always has been, always will be. He's never had the guts to stand up for himself. Whatever he's going through now, it's because he wants to be going through it. He's a grown man who can take care of himself."

Message Me • 00:56, July 5, 2020 (UTC)


Vince and Julian

VF

Vince Flintblasted off the family tree check x | slytherin alumni

「 Age 」
28
「 Species 」
wizard
「 Occupation 」
aumberden planetarium
「 Relationship 」
single

Seated at one of the tables in the pub, Vince overheard drifts of little conversation from others, but it was quieter in comparison to when the sun set and people arrived for an after work drink. The time wasn't far off from that, but sunlight still poured in through the few windows. Only a full glass of water rested atop Vince's table, and he himself was too lost in thought to remember drinking it. His right leg tapped under the table. It was a nervous tic he developed a long time ago and couldn't seem to shake off (pun unintended). He had been staying at The Leaky Cauldron for those first couple days back—courtesy of his cousin's help—and it seemed the best meeting spot at this hour. So he waited for Julian, having sent an owl yesterday, but a large part of Vince considered the idea of the old time friend choosing to not show up at all. It was ten years after all.

Message Me • 04:58, June 1, 2020 (UTC)

Lovable Idiot • Amateur Chef • father of three
[ AGE ] 28.    [ SPECIES ] wizard.
[ CAREER ] housewife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] her bitch.

Julian almost didn't turn up. A part of Julian felt that Vince might resent him. It was Julian who walked free whilst Vince lay in Azkaban alone. Save for maybe one of the serial killers to keep him company. Still, he turned up to the pub dressed in bright pink silk pants and a white shirt decorated with pink flowers. Enough to draw some attention from those around him. It didn't take long to find Vince in the crowd and he headed over there with a smile. "Flint, you look as handsome as ever," he said, flirting innocently like he always did with most people, unsure of their dynamic yet.

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VF

Vince Flintblasted off the family tree check x | slytherin alumni

「 Age 」
28
「 Species 」
wizard
「 Occupation 」
aumberden planetarium
「 Relationship 」
single

Vince noticed Julian first; mainly from his own eyes that kept staring at the pub's entrance every two seconds, but also because Julian had always been someone who stood out in a crowd—at least in Vince's opinion. He stayed silent until Julian first spoke, staying cool on the outside despite all the nerves he felt dancing around within him. "Julian Ritchard," Vince spoke after, feeling as if both the first and surname was necessary. After so long, finally speaking it was much different than thinking the name. He forgot the way it sounded. "Thank you. You don't look too bad yourself." Their dynamic was unknown to Vince as well. He for sure didn't hate Julian. Maybe there was feelings of resentment for a period of time, but those were left back in Azkaban.

Message Me • 04:50, June 7, 2020 (UTC)

Lovable Idiot • Amateur Chef • father of three
[ AGE ] 28.    [ SPECIES ] wizard.
[ CAREER ] housewife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] her bitch.

"Why, thank you, I do think this shirt brings out the blue in my eyes," Julian declared. His eyes were green, mind you. "So, how have you been?" He asked as he slid into the chair opposite Vince. "If I knew you'd been let out, I would have been the one to reach out first. I was so happy to see your letter." The waitress wandered over and he simply asked for a glass of gin and tonic. Nothing too fancy.

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VF

Vince Flintblasted off the family tree check x | slytherin alumni

「 Age 」
28
「 Species 」
wizard
「 Occupation 」
aumberden planetarium
「 Relationship 」
single

"Ah, I can tell now that you've pointed it out." No, Vince couldn't actually, but not all kind comments had to be truthful. His eyes followed Julian as he sat down, but then dropped when taking a sip of his water. He considered ordering a stronger drink as well, but put away the thought. Water was good right now. "No worries. I've only been back for a few days, and I messaged you fairly quickly. I'm happy that you decided to come."

Message Me • 02:55, June 11, 2020 (UTC)

Lovable Idiot • Amateur Chef • father of three
[ AGE ] 28.    [ SPECIES ] wizard.
[ CAREER ] housewife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] her bitch.

"I wouldn't have missed my opportunity," Julian responded. I'm happy you decided to come. Julian kind of came to the conclusion that was rather ominous as if he was saying I'm happy you decided to come so I can poison you! Julian supposed Vince would have picked up some tips from azkaban. "It's been so long, I'm glad you've finally been freed. Not that you should have been in the first place."

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VF

Vince Flintblasted off the family tree check x | slytherin alumni

「 Age 」
28
「 Species 」
wizard
「 Occupation 」
aumberden planetarium
「 Relationship 」
single

No, Vince had not picked up any tips on the art of poisoning, but he had heard the tales of a serial killer known for using her doctor instruments on her victims. Vince wasn't a killer, never had been one, but he certainly wouldn't use syringes or needles to do the job. "Thank, you. I am too." Vince's smiling expression dropped, showing the more serious side of him. It wasn't Julian's fault, and he didn't blame his friend (?), but Azkaban still remained to be a sore subject. It stuck with him like a stone lodged into his stomach, and Not that you should have been in the first place made the stone feel heavier and more existent. "We'll have seized the day if anyone else tried to realize that."

Message Me • 05:28, June 13, 2020 (UTC)

Lovable Idiot • Amateur Chef • father of three
[ AGE ] 28.    [ SPECIES ] wizard.
[ CAREER ] housewife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] her bitch.

Julian could feel the mood drop instantly. Whilst he might not be much of a fighter he did have his uses-his observation skills was one of them. He knew how to read people, especially Vince, even thought they haven't seen each other in nearly a decade. Suppose Vince never had much opportunity to grow locked away and so all the same ticks that he had before was still there for Julian to recognise. "I would have been right there with you, too. But still, let us drink together like we use to." With that, the waitress slid their drinks in front of them. "Just water? Come on, mate, next round's on me."

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VF

Vince Flintblasted off the family tree check x | slytherin alumni

「 Age 」
28
「 Species 」
wizard
「 Occupation 」
aumberden planetarium
「 Relationship 」
single

Vince couldn't remember the last time he had a proper drink, however he guessed it could of been with Julian. His feelings flickered from familiarity to simply strange. Both feelings were good enough to drink to, especially with the old friend, so he asked the waitress for the same as Julian with a 'thanks' at the end. This might be his only opportunity to do so—he couldn't guess what would follow this meet up. "So, please, properly catch me up. What are you doing for work nowadays?"

Message Me • 04:40, July 4, 2020 (UTC)

Lovable Idiot • Amateur Chef • father of three
[ AGE ] 28.    [ SPECIES ] wizard.
[ CAREER ] housewife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] her bitch.

"Oh, well...I work with a group called the black parade, you might have heard of them, especially in Azkaban," Julian confessed, not bothering to sugar coat any of it. "I mostly raise my kids more than anything else, though," he tacked on, knowing this would be new information to Vince.

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Luc and Toni

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

Toni was, of course, too young to drink but he was there anyway. He was there writing in a little notebook. Benji was meant to be meeting him but he was late, apparently, so Toni was stuck with his own thoughts. So naturally, he was writing. A pub like this, so lively and chaotic, was the perfect place. History's best ideas began in communes like this. Sitting at a high table, perched on a stool, he was scribbling away, waiting for true inspiration to hit him. In the meantime, he would make do with half coherent thoughts that he strung together.

Message Me • 07:37, March 30, 2020 (UTC)

LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

Among the people who had already been inside was Luciano, sitting at one of the tables with a book lying in front of him. It was something about potions but, his head wasn't in the right state of mind to retain most of the information. A light-hearted sigh escaped his lips probably only audible to himself before he glance up and around the room. His brown eye observed the people around him and their faces, being somewhat of a people watcher when he need to center his mind though, he was careful not to stare for too long to not catch anyone's attention. Briefly, Toni did draw his attention more than anyone else in the room however Luc didn't have any intention of interrupt the guys writing.

Message Me • 21:59, March 30, 2020 (UTC)

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

Toni had to keep an eye out on the world around him. Inspiration will never find him if he kept to himself. He had to stretch outwards to find beauty. It will never find him. So he noticed the boy trying to study (the emphasis was on trying-Toni wasn't a fool to think this session was going well) and his own spying. Letting his eyes raise upwards to rest on the guy, he wasn't ashamed enough to try and hide his own staring, very much prepared to wink if they made eye contact.

Message Me • 23:00, March 30, 2020 (UTC)

LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

He didn’t mean to stare. Really he didn’t but, Luc found his gaze stuck on Toni for longer than he had planned. Before he knew it, it was too late and the two had made eye contact causing Luciano to mentally curse. This unsettled the young male, his body moving quickly to try and seem natural but, it only resorted in Luc knocking over his drink and spilling it over the table. “Shi...” He mumble under his breathe as he quickly went to rescue his book from the liquid, hoping he hadn’t made a complete fool of himself.

Message Me • 05:43, March 31, 2020 (UTC)

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

Toni watched the boy make a complete mess with both amusement and surprise, his smirk slowly melting off and surely his eyes were deceiving him. After a moment, he stood up and walked over. "Here, let me help you," he said, bringing out his wand, casting the spilt liquid back into the glass. "Tragic when a book is destroyed. So full of power. Did you get any on yourself?"

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LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

Why didn't i think to do that... Luciano thought to himself as he watched Toni cast his spell and instantly clean up the mess. "I didn't thankfully but..." He raised his book up by the corner and watched as a few droplets of water fell to the floor. "My book wasn't so lucky." Honestly, the whole situation was humors to the young wizard, how he made such a fool out of himself but, he was sure to hold back any laughter. "Thank you for helping me with the spill, don't suppose you know a spell for drying a book. If not i guess i'll have to make do with a hair dryer."

Message Me • 22:09, March 31, 2020 (UTC)

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

"I'm afraid the damage might already be done, nothing too special I hope?" Toni asked, leaning against Luc's table. He hasn't been invited to sit and he didn't want to assume he could and invade the boy's space. "Also, I'm afraid my skills might lie more with the pen rather than the wand. To my parent's chagrin, of course."

Message Me • 08:02, April 1, 2020 (UTC)

LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

“No, nothing too special. I was just studying up on potions really... the book isn’t mine though so let’s hope the owner doesn’t chew me out.” It was a bit out of character for Luc but, seeing as they were already engaged in conversation he thought, why not. “Your welcome to sit if your not waiting for anyone, I wouldn’t mind the company.” He offered, gazing at the boy through his lashes.

Message Me • 06:13, April 2, 2020 (UTC)

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

"Alas, that is one of the more less fascinating classes that Hogwarts has too offer," Toni said with a small nod of his head, before smiling, "I'm not! And I too, I'm finding company something to be desired as of this moment. Too busy with my own thoughts. Ah, correct me, I've assumed you go to Hogwarts. Am I wrong?" With that, Toni slid into the empty seat, watching Luc curiously.

Message Me • 06:25, April 4, 2020 (UTC)

LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

He’s an interesting one... Luc thought to himself, whether that was bad or not-he hadn’t decided quite yet. “Yes, I am from Hogwarts. I belong to house Slytherin, I believe I’ve seen you in the halls a few times... you usually have a blonde at your side though.” Luciano answered him, it wasn’t unnatural for him to be familiar with most people. When you don’t talk very much, you tend to remember faces easier but, putting names to the faces was a different story.

Message Me • 09:15, April 8, 2020 (UTC)

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

"Alas, I'm Hufflepuff," Toni said with a small smile, "unfortunately-I cannot say the same for you. My loss. I wish I did notice you before now. I'm Toni," he said holding out his hand to be shaken, "Toni D'Aurevilly. Let us hope I run into you more now that I've met you. It always seems to be that way, no?"

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LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

Luc was cautious, shifting in his seat so he could extend a hand out to Toni. Luc's grip was firm as well as the shake before he allowed his hand to fall back onto his thigh. "No worries, it's not surprising when people don't recognize me... i like to stay in the background." Luciano admitted.

Message Me • 09:03, April 26, 2020 (UTC)

Toni19

Toni D'AurevillyThe next Wordsworth • Hufflepuff • Wealthy

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Wizard
「 Occupation 」
Poet (student)
「 Relationship 」
Single

Toni was impressed-he felt that he could tell a lot from a man's shake. How much they cared, how interested they were, and what have you. "It is a shame. Someone as beautiful as you doesn't deserve to stay in the shadows like that."

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LucWb

Luciano ArévaloSlytherin

「 Age 」
16 y/o
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

Luciano made a face out of discomfort, he wasn't used to this kind of attention and he wasn't one hundred percent sure if he like or not. Maybe if it were coming from someone else he wouldn't minded it much but, he'd heard of some small details of Toni and his wealthy background so Luc was already somewhat set off by him. However, Toni had been charming enough so far for Luc to not mind his company. "Not sure i'd consider myself beautiful exactly."

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