Quiet night {Logan}

[Emilia Sage Raven]

Emilia listened to the rhythm of her heels clicking on the ground as she walked along the wall of the side ally, heading for the main road. She felt the steel of her katana's press against her back. It wasn't comfortable but the feeling of safety was comfortable however. She also had a few tiny daggers in her bun disguised as hair pins. She liked the feeling of safety knifes gave her. If she was disarmed of her dar walnut wand they came in quite handy. And wizards didn't expect her to use any other weapons than her wand. The element of surprise was always essential.

The reason why she was in hogsmead to begin with was simple. Children were the easiest and handiest to requite. She knew that some of the older children must be hanging around here though it was almost two am. They were of age and always hungering for the firewhiskey.

She was dressed in her usual trench coat that reached to her mid thighs and was loosely buttoned showing off her chest by the perfect amount. She wore red ankle high boots. It came in quite handy to be so attractive and she knew how to use it to her advantage. Just the perfect amount of flirting mixed with the right clothing and the world was hers.

She got to the end of the ally and stopped there peeking around the corner. She got out her pack of cigarettes and fished out one placing it between her lips and then lighting it with her golden zippo. She walked out into the street and towards the three broomsticks as she blew out her first drag. She looked around, granted there weren't a lot of people around but a few, and just enough.

[Logan C. Grey]

"I swear, it was this big!" A drunk seventh year's voice filled the air as John Felwick spoke. John wasn't here alone, instead he sat in a table with a few of his peers, the charming Logan Grey within them. 

The prodigy had a number of flaws, and drinking was one of them. At this point, two am, he had nearly drunk the brooms dry. Logan stood from the table, the red blush of intoxication on his cheeks, and took another larger. He returned to the table and the stories continued.

One thing led to another, and the conversation finally reached the topic that all drunken male conversation is destined to reach, girls. Much like normal nights, the boys questioned Logan about his endeavors. Logan was well known as a flirt, and although he was a great and caring guy, he did have the reputation of a womanizer. 

The boys told their stories, in essence it was male gossip at it's finest. Most guys hate the drama and gossip that comes with women, but the truth is that with enough alcohol in their system they're willing to share what they know as well. The notable difference, was that extracting this information afterwards was impossible. Guys don't like sharing what they know, and what they find out from guys, they keep as if it was their own.

Finally Logan was up to bat, and as a gentlemen he refused to share where his sights were for the year. It was then that the Drunken Hufflepuff caught sight of the angel coming into the bar with a cig. His jaw dropped, and the guys took notice. Logan chuckled and stood, licking his lips. "Well kids, I'm going to go show you Gents why they call the best charmer in our generation." he grinned and then made his way to her. He looked into her eyes, bit his lips, and moved close to her. "Hello Darling, what's an Angel like you doing in a place like this?" he spoke with confidence and charm, his eyes making sure to meet with hers.

((very drunk, I don't know how good this is and will check it in the morning.))

[Emilia Sage Raven]

Emilia found herself smirking as she reached her hand to her mouth taking the cig between her fingers. Opportunities seemed to present themselves to her on a silver platter. She cocked her head to the side as the student approached her seemingly as intoxicated as could be. He blabbered out some greeting but she wasn't really listening, she didn't have to. He didn't lack confidence or looks, he was perfect for her plan.

She perked her lips slightly as she blew out the smoke, not directly at him but she didn't bother to look away to do so. She let her eyes wander over the boy and then stopped at his eyes peering into them with her incredibly venom green ones. She quietly placed her finger on his lips to shush him and kept eye contact with him as she walked past him and turned to back towards the bar still looking at him. If he would follow her to the bar she had already won, then he was interested, then she had a shot of getting him to do her bidding mindlessly.

She ordered a shot of firewhiskey without looking at the barman, her eyes fixed on Logan.

[Logan C. Grey]

Her eyes mesmerized him. With the simple connection Logan was interested, and when his words were cut off by her finger a smirk came on his face. He softly bit his lips, his eyes not parting hers. Logan admired her walk, and it was then that his eyes broke the gaze and moved to take in her body. He started at her legs, the red boots somehow amplifying her beauty.

From then his eyes slowly traced up, her fenomenal legs leading up to a gorgeous bottom. From there, what remain was her torso and he lovely face, both of which looked like they were made by god himself. Every aspect of this woman captivated Logan more and more, and with a deep breath he finally followed her to the bar.

Logan took a seat next to her, his eyes locked deeply ok hers. "I'll take whatever she's having." he said with a soft and yet confident tone. He continued to look at her, wondering when she would make her move. It was obvious she had something in mind for him, he just hoped it was the same as he.

[Emilia Sage Raven]

Emilia brought her cigarette to her lips again letting the smoke fill her lungs again as she eyed the poor boy again. She had to admit he was handsome, even though he must have been at least ten years younger than herself. She saw his eyes wander down her body and she almost smirked as she realized yet again the effect she had on men. It was no secret that she loved it.

She gracefully took her seat at the bar crossing her legs and leaning her side against the bar. She blew her smoke out and killed the cigarette in the ashtray on the table. The barman placed the glass in front of her and she took it in her hand right as the boy sat down beside her. She looked him in the eye seductively before downing the shot.

The liquid burned on the way down, she loved the feeling. She placed the glass on the bar tapping her nail besides it signaling a refill.

She brushed a strand of black hair out of her face. She started with a small playful smile. She didn't smile often, it made her look too... kind almost. "What's your name?" she asked after he had ordered the same as she. Her voice was soft and hushed but also firm.

[Logan C. Grey]

As her eyes seduced him, he feel deeper in a sort of trance. Her beauty was captivating him further, and when she downed the shot he grinned again. Now in all her beauty, came a voice that matched. When she asked his name, Logan smiled completely and looked deep in her eyes. "The name's Logan Grey. Perhaps you've heard of me." he was confident in himself, and knew that the papers had written about him a few times before.

Again Logan couldn't help but admire her body, but this time it was different. Logan noticed the coat now, a fine piece of clothing that was probably a big reason for his attraction. Basically, she looked like a strong and independent women and to top it off she had the beauty. This woman had everything Logan found attractive, and though she was older, Logan was very attracted. "What's yours?" he asked softly to follow up his answer.

The shots came and Logan grabbed his, looking at her and smiling. He raised the glass gently and nodded his head briefly. "Salud?" he said softly, kind of asking permission and for her companionship in the drink.

[Emilia Sage Raven]

She let herself smirk at his confidence in his famousness. She convincingly faked a giggle "no.. you famous or something?" she asked not having looked once away from his eyes. Of course she had heard of him, and it only made her even more determined to get him on her side. She tilted her head slightly perking her lips as he asked for her name. She gave him a slight grin "wouldn't you like to know" she answered purposefully teasing him.

Her hand found her glass and she slightly bit her lower lip as he motioned for her to drink his tone questioning a bit. She lifted her glass "nostrovia" she said with a thick russian accent in her native tongue. She downed the drink setting the glass on the table and looking at the barman shortly who immediately came to fill her glass.

Her eyes ventured back to the intoxicated teenager. "So" she pondered "Mr. Gray" she began "what's your secret?" she asked shortly placing her hand on his knee. Only for a moment. Before moving it to her glass, this time just holding it in her hand.

[Logan C. Grey]

When she said hadn't heard of him his grinned wider, a part of himself convinced she was lying. "A bit, being the greatest charmer of my generation has it's perks. " he smiled and bite his lip again. When she didn't mention her name, he tilted his head a bit, he was looking forward to this challenge.

The drunken Hufflepuff then felt her hand, briefly. He smiled again, and moved his own hands. One went to her knee, the other went to meet her hand on the bar table. When he heard her ask for his secret he gave her his charming smile and responded. "My.. Wouldn't you like to know." he said softly, and looked at her hands briefly. 

His eyes went back up to hers, and he continued speaking. "Although... Right now I guess my secret is that I have a gorgeous woman in front of me that I really want a chance to meet in a more than friendly way." he licked his top lip again, and waited for her response. Logan wasn't quite himself due to the alcohol, so his lines weren't up to par with his usual self, although he was such they would 

[Emilia Sage Raven]

She purposefully bit her lip and half laughed, half giggled at his answer. "Are you now?" she questioned but couldn't help but agree with him, he was quite the charmer, not as charming as she was though, obviously. Emilia was a hunter, she always got her way, she was used to it, and she all but had a temper tantrum when she didn't. A trait that had been raised in her, sure, she was used to work for what she got but if she worked for it and still didn't get it she could get... slightly... temperamental.

She smirked slightly, only slightly, when she felt his hands on her. Exactly what she wanted him to do, she was making this all so easy for her, or was she just making it easy for herself. She slightly leaned her head down half looking up at him from under her thick and seemingly false eyelashes. She laughed softly as he answered her question with another. She didn't say anything just moved her glass to her lips downing it's contents and leaving a red lipstick mark on it. Instead of letting her hand go back to the bar table she used it to brush a strand of her hair away from her face.

She grinned at his words biting on her lower lip, again on purpose. She was fully aware of herself making it easy to manipulate small insignificant things like just biting her lip on the right moment could, and would lead him further on. "It's Emilia" she answered his first question instead of responding to his horny boy comment but making it sound like she was just edging him further on. She grinned slightly and looked at the barman who instantly ran over to fill her glass, she knew him, and he her. She suspected that he was slightly scared of her.

[Logan C. Grey]

Logan was way past drunk, and so in his mind all the signs were there. His eyes recognized them well, and his grin gave away his emotion. Logan wasn't one to get charmed easy, but when he drank as much as he did he lost control.

"Emilia.. Thats a gorgeous name, fitting for a gorgeous dame such as yourself." his English accent and charming tone mixing to produce the line. His smile was apparent and his eyes kept in contact with hers. He ordered another scotch, as if he hadnt drank enough already. The bartender quickly obliged, something Logan didn't find normal but he gave no importance to.

Logan took a sip of his scotch, his hand parting hers to pick up the glass. After a brief drink, his hand moved to put the glass down. He looked at her again, admiring her beauty, from eyes to lips. "what brings you here at this late hour in the night?" he said making conversation, not much caring for the response but more for her voice.

[Emilia Sage Raven]

She grinned at the boy. He was very intoxicated to say the least. If she was going to get him to do anything for her he had to stop drinking at least. She thought of maybe getting him to take a walk or something. She really needed him to concentrate.

She bit her lip and convincingly faked another giggle at his comment. All of it just drawing him deeper into the facade that was Emilia Raven. She brushed her hair behind her shoulder and let it run from her neck down the collar of her coat to her lap. Purposefully drawing his eyes to where she wanted them. She was good at this. But it also helped that the boy was drunk out of his mind.

She shrugged as she bit her lip again at his question. "Maybe it was a hunch" she proposed. She slid of the bar stool and placed both her hands on his knee's and peered up at him. She leaned in close to his ear "or maybe I needed a walk with a handsome stranger." Sure she was leading him on, but she didn't care.

She backed away from him and turned to the bar table again to finish her drink and leave a few galleons on the table.

[Logan C. Grey]

Logan grinned at her comments, and when she backed a bit and finished her drink he turned to his. He finished it and stood from the bar stool. "Put it on the Tab, Boris" He said proudly. His hand then extended to Emilia, and his charming smile crept up on his face. "Let me the one who takes you out then, Love." A suave tone taking affect, as if his demeanor now changed and his swag turned on.

Logan waited for her hand to meet his, as he knew it would, and left the bar with her. His friends remained at the end of the bar, rumbles could be heard for the corners. Drunk and belligerent shouts remained in the bar, the boys making a ruckus in disbelief of Logan's 'luck'.

Meanwhile, in Logan's head, he couldn't help to ponder why this woman seemed so interested. Logan was the Flirt of the school, but in school there wasn't much competition. Of course there were Handsome Wizards, Smart Wizards, Charming Wizards, but Logan had all three Characteristics on lock down and it was easy to outshine the rest of the guys. Out here, in the wizarding world, Logan was just a kid. While he remained equally as gifted, he much more competition out here, so he softly calculated his actions, not wanting to mess up in the least bit.