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 Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 5:42 pm
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Eliade Blyer - Owner of Dogweed & Deathcap
 "Not all knights in shinning armor, can make your dreams come true. He's not quite as charming, as he may seem. Come and claim your queen."
Eliade had just left Wiseacre's and Bartlebee. She was carrying her packages. Seeing they weren't unwieldly things, she began to run towards the direction her shop in a graceful sprint. Her hair flung in all directions and into her face but she ignored it. In mid rush the woman yanked on a chain attached to her belt loop. She grabbed the beautiful pocket watch attached to it, checking the time. Hazel-green eyes widening in shock, a small frown followed. 'Three mintues to go...' She thought, feeling he tick of the clock. The brunette stopped her movement, and caught her breath within a mintue. She let out a deep sigh, and shut her eyes close. 'I really hate apparation...' Eliade thought quickly, before focusing on her task. Determation was needed, and her dislike for this mode of transportation would not get in the way... 'Small cottage...dirt road...baby chickens....ocean waves crashing in the distance...a field of flowers by a dangerously high cliff...' With the mental image perfectly clear in her head, she apparated to that place, leaving behind a loud pop as she left the village.
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Packages fell as the shopkeep was thrown at her own door. She groaned softly before picking and dusting herself off, her plan was to apparate on the inside... "I really need to sweep this doorway..." She muttered, fumbling around her purse for the key. The woman found it and then pushed the door wide open, she picked up her packages and then placed them behind the checkout counter. Afterwards she jogged back outside, retriving her key. "Can't forget that..." She muttered, American accent strong. With a quick look at the skies, Eliade returned back inside. |
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 12:52 pm
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▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ E L E A N O R
L O V E
D U K E ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄"Life is funny,
But only
If you take the time to watch it."
♡ Location: Streets of Hogsmeade ♡ Mood: Intrigued ♡ Job: Groundskeeper & Care of Magical Creatures Teacher ♡ Love life: We'll see
Eleanor pulled her scarf up to her chin, still slightly trembling. Her face got enlightened by the graceful, kind smile she pulled out in his direction, feeling her insides warm up slightly as she finished her Butterbeer. She tugged her sleeves down to hide her hands and gloves filled with holes. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to afford any pretty, chic and glamorous dresses and clothes. But she was happy with what she got. She had a job she loved, she was working with friendly children, and met new, interesting people. Such as Brook, for now. She threw the handsome male a glance and grinned as she shrugged casually, ❝Alrighty,❞, she smiled brightly and hopped off the bench. Making a few steps and extending her long legs, she turned back to Brook and held out a hand, ❝C'mon,❞ she forced her most friendly and charming smile. |
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 10:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 7:09 am
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▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄E L E A N O R
L O V E
D U K E▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄"Life is funny,
But only
If you take the time to watch it."
♡ Location: Streets of Hogsmeade ♡ Mood: Intrigued ♡ Job: Groundskeeper & Care of Magical Creatures Teacher ♡ Love life: We'll see
Eleanor tilted her head to the side curiously as she watched him glance around. Maybe he was looking for someone. Hopefully not his girlfriend. Or wife. Eleanor needed a date badly. Well, not that this was considered as a date. It was like a meeting with a friend. A stranger this time, that is. She hummed lightly all the way to the Three Broomsticks, perhaps too shy to say anything. This could be known as an awkward situation. Well, Eleanor was friendly and easygoing. She pulled her scarf over her lips, trying to hide the heat in the cheeks. Either because of the cold or being him a handsome male. She couldn't help but let out a small giggle as he opened the door for her. Chivalry was needed nowadays. Badly. She bowed her head gratefully and smiled, ❝Thank you, kind sir,❞, she winked at him, hiding her playful smirk before entering the pub. It was rather empty, but few people were inside. She took a seat by a two-seats table, took off her coat and stuffed her cloves and hat in a pocket. She crossed her legs and smiled to Brook, feeling butterflies flutter in her tummy, too nervous to break the silence.
The Three Broomsticks next! |
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2011 7:47 pm
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❋ ❋ ❋ нεявσℓσgy ❋ ❋ ❋
Eraz stalked along the streets slowly, his thoughts darting back and forth as quickly as his eyes did. Though the passing of time had blunted the sharp tang, the warrior wizard could still feel the traces of incredibly Dark magic that flowed in the area. The taint of death also hung in the air - someone had died a horrific death in these streets. The American-trained mage settled himself on some blood-spattered cobblestones, likely the spot the man died on, and closed his eyes in deep concentration.
His magic slid out slowly, sending tendrils aroudn him. He was searching for a hint of soul magic, something that he could lock in on to send a greeting card to the people who had dared to attack a student. It wasn't easy - the weeks, months between when the soul magic users had been here and when he was here now had greatly faded the traces, especially since so many young wizards, who didn't have firm control of their cores, had traveled over these streets since then, their young, bright magic obscuring the darker emanations that had been seen here.
But those dark taints were stained into the fabric of the area - into the stones, the plants, the buildings. And that was when he found it - it was not quite the soul magic that he had encountered locked onto his students tongue, but the soul of this person was very dark, and very old.
Eraz's eyes snapped open as he focused on the magical signature. A wicked grin slipped across his lips as he wrapped his magic around that signature and sent a pulse out to the owner. Someone was about to get a greeting.
"Knock knock..."
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 10:24 pm
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▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄E L E A N O R
L O V E
D U K E▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄"Life is funny,
But only
If you take the time to watch it."
♡ Location: Streets of Hogsmeade ♡ Mood: Drunker than drunk! ♡ Job: Groundskeeper & Care of Magical Creatures Teacher ♡ Love life: We'll see
Eleanor let out a small giggle as she walked out of the Three Broomsticks, as well as a hiccup. Slipping her hands into her pockets, she hummed a small tune as she stepped side by side with Brook, forcing a small, yet drunk smile,
❝Well, that was nice,❞ she laughed lightly as her lips curved up into a playful, cheeky smirk, ❝Maybe I should go,❞ she lied with a charming, sweet smile.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 9:53 pm
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 10:25 pm
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 9:59 pm
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Lyra straightened the white linen dress she was wearing before stepping out into the warm, spring air. She had finally finished up in the shop, and for a moment had forgotten she lived in a clothing store. She nearly had a heart attack when she couldn't find anything to wear, but quickly realized it was as easy as taking the Featured Fashions dress she had been advertising on the mannequin in the front window, along with the cognac belt and cowboy boots she had paired with it.
She took in a deep breath of the light breeze that was blowing in her direction. She was visually calm, but internally cluttered with dozens of emotions, including her excitement, nerves, and uncertainty of what today's adventure would bring.
Turning to her left, she found Joshua waiting, what seemed to be patiently, against the outside of her shop. "Ready to scuff those shoes up a bit?" She asked with a teasing smile laid across her lips. She had originally hoped he wouldn't realize her change in wardrobe, behind which the reasoning was to not look so dull by his side during their outing. However, her intentions were beginning to slide a bit as she found herself wanting his attention. |
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 10:20 pm
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 6:48 pm
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 Lyra felt like a sixteen year old girl again, giggling lightly as Joshua made her blush with a few short comments about her appearance. Keeping her confidence glowing, she replied quickly, making sure not to hover too long on any one response. "Well I didn't want you to be the only one getting your boots dirty today." She pressed her peach-colored lips into a smile as she slid her right leg forward, bringing attention to her own boots.
She nodded in response to the man's last words, breathing in his cool scent as she slipped her arm through his. "Is there anywhere specific you had in mind, or are you planning on wreaking havoc on the entire population of Hogsmeade's women?" Lyra asked politely, her eyes rolling down his body, casually letting him know how good he looked right now, as if he didn't know... |
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 12:21 am
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 12:51 am
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2011 8:29 pm
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