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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 18, 2008 14:43:47 GMT -5
Emilian didn't usually make the trip down to Diagon Alley, but the pieces he had ordered were too precious and pricey to be trusted to an owl or delivery service back to Hogsmeade. He was meeting up with a friend of his mothers, a man that owned a jewelry chain that she knew from Russia. It was oddly cool in the alley so he was wearing a fitting black turtleneck that looked strange on his slightly stocky frame. There was an odd bounce in his step that had never been there before, he was constantly amazed that he washappy.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jun 18, 2008 19:25:09 GMT -5
Larten had to go to Diagon ally to met his father . He walked down the streets in a coat that brisked behind him . He looked around him . Fear was in his eyes of his father....His father was one of the best death eaters...Said to even face Voldemort ....Larten smiled to himself...Julius and Cassie willnot stand up to him ...
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 18, 2008 19:30:38 GMT -5
Emilian looked away from a window display he had been examining to see that bastard that had been kissing Adara in Hogsmeade. His eyes narrowed momentarily and the color went cold, but he soon put on a pleasant mask that didn't quite cover the icy look in his eyes and walked up to him. "Fancy seeing you here," he said, matching pace with him. Emilian's fingers tucked into his pockets and he looked sideways at Larten.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jun 18, 2008 20:13:59 GMT -5
Larten turned to see a boy that he wanted to kill " Oh ...Yes " he said quickning his pace . He stoped " Wait....Maybe we can help each other...." he said " I have to get rid of this problem i have...Maybe you can help..You will be payed handomsly " he said .
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 18, 2008 20:22:26 GMT -5
Emilian raised an eyebrow, taken aback by Larten's words. "What would I get in return?" he asked, if only to humor him. "I have plenty of money. Why would I help you?" His eyes were still cold, even if he was a little interested to know the story. He eyed the guy, wondering what in the world he was talking about.
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Post by Larten Stopel on Jun 19, 2008 8:43:02 GMT -5
Larten sighed " To get rid of someone...A former Hogwarts professor ....My father..He is here waiting in Knockturn ally sfor me ...He is going to be the new history professor ...."he said " You help us...My father will get you the best jewerly you can imagaine ." he said grinning .
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 19, 2008 8:48:17 GMT -5
"You want to hire me as an assassin?" Emilian asked, barking out a laugh. "If you're talking about that Saturn character, fat chance. I don't mess with aurors." Not to mention he didn't need anyone else to help with the jewelry, he already had plenty of contacts around the world thanks to his mother's affinity for fine gold and silver. And he never went so far as murder, sure he'd throw some spells, satisfy his sadistic streak, but he left killing up to the Death Eaters themselves.
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Post by Leven Stopel on Jun 19, 2008 10:30:49 GMT -5
Leven was a tall man . Muscular and had a handsome and charming face . His son took after him . He walked up to his son and patted him on the back . " Larten...O who this might be " he said smiling at the boy across from Larten .
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 19, 2008 10:44:48 GMT -5
Emilian met the man's eyes, recognizing him almost instantly. If he remembered correctly, the man was a high ranking Death Eater, one that he had seen a few times. His eyes darted back to Larten, Stopel? Surely the little bastard wasn't the man's real son. "Emilian Sota, sir," he said politely, holding out a hand. It wouldn't surprise him if the man didn't know who he was, Emilian had never been directly introduced, even if he did know the man's name.
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Post by Leven Stopel on Jun 19, 2008 10:53:34 GMT -5
Leven's eyes looked Emilian up and down " Leven Stopel " he said taking the boys hand . " So nice to meet you ...Emilian it was ..." he said rasing a eyebrow " Well Emilian what are you doing down here in ole Diagon Ally " he said with a charming smile .
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 19, 2008 11:08:29 GMT -5
"I am meeting an old family friend for some pieces for my shop," Emilian said, deciding to keep on the man's better side. Even if Emilian's family was higher ranking society wise, he didn't care to have a high ranking Death Eater on his bad side. "Then, I ran into your son..." he trailed off, turning his gaze back to Larten, and he couldn't help the disdainful look that came over his eyes or the wrinkle of his nose.
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Post by Leven Stopel on Jun 19, 2008 11:16:32 GMT -5
Leven smiled " Yes yes ...My son Larten told me they where in need of a Professor so I came down here to my beloved school ...." he said . " Anyway....My son wasI attackecad by a former Professor n...And I am goin g to deal with it . " he said . d" So...You collect jeweroly " he asked .
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 19, 2008 11:22:14 GMT -5
"I can't say I don't blame the Professor, considering the first time I met your son he was kissing my girl." The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them, and his eyes were cold as they met Larten's again. "But no, I run a store," he said, glancing back up at the man, almost praying that he asked for more information about what his dear son was doing while at school.
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Post by Leven Stopel on Jun 19, 2008 11:27:38 GMT -5
Leven turned to look at Larten . " Really..." he said and turned back to the boy . He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the boys chest and tilted his head " You dare accuse my boy of something again...I will kill you. " he said . " Now...About this store...Do you make money . " he said grinning and putting his wand away.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Jun 19, 2008 11:34:01 GMT -5
Emilian didn't flinch with the wand pointed at him, it wasn't the first time he had had a dangerous person on the wrong end of a wand. His eyes went hard, "Forgive me speaking the truth about your boy, I'd hazard a guess and say he messed with the little whore the Professor's loving on." They were in the middle of a crowded area, Diagon Alley was always busy, and some people had already turned their heads at Leven's declaration that he would kill Emilian, he was in no danger of being killed.
And Emilian knew enough about what went on in Hogsmeade to make a fairly accurate guess about what had happened. "But moving on, yes, I do make money." Not that it was any of the man's effing business. Not that he needed to make money, either, if he wanted he would never have to work in his life.
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