And another one {Matthew Dermandois}

[Emilia Sage Raven]

Emilia stood with her back to the wall of the crooked ally they called 'Knockturn Alley'. More precisely she stood with her back pressed against the wall right before the turn into Diagon Alley. Her foot propped up against that same wall. In her hand a half smoked cigarette and three stubs on the ground below. Her eyes were fixed on Diagon alley not minding the traffic of more than unsanitary and sane people passing her by. The only people that tried to make contact with her didn't know any better. So far that hadn't happened.

She took another drag out of her cigarette. The smoke filling her lungs with that same satisfying feeling as it always did. Today she was wearing black jeans and a leather jacket. The jacket didn't quite reach all the way down to the string of her jeans so between the two you could see her bare stomach. Her outfit was always pretty well put together and she never looked less than sublime.

As she finished the last of her cigarette she had an internal conflict of whether to light another one or to continue on somewhere else. The people of Diagon alley seemed to move on carelessly though with they're day not knowing of they're imminent future. Most of those people were of purity less than the elite's. She wrinkled her nose.

Her urge to resist another one was close to non existent so she fished the pack out of her pocket and her practiced fingers had one out and between her lips within a second. Her eyes wandered of the busy alley to her lighter as she lit her cigarette taking in the first drag. Without looking at Diagon Alley again she turned on her heel and walked into Knockturn alley, slowly making her way through the mass of people.

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Matthew walked around the dark, dusty shop feeling the constant gaze of the creepy shop keeper. Every turn Matthew took he man was always five feet away. Bloody bastard was annoying as well. Making a quick move up the stairs Matthew looked behind him seeing the old man muttering under his breath walking away slowly from the staircase. "Thank gods...

Lighting his wand, Matthew walked around the upper level. Many of the items he saw he recognized, while others really caught his eye. Walking around a small ring had caught his eye. White gold band, with a skull crafted out of a pearl in the middle with a onyx for eyes and a mouth. Who'd a thought something this expensive would find itself in a manky, old, Dark Arts store. Slipping the item into his pocket, Matthew flicked his wand watching the torture casket slowly levitate slowly followed him as he walked down the stair cause, towards the old mans counter. Hearing the heavy thud of the casket, Matthew pulled out his wallet putting the amount on the desk. Before turning around the old man barked, And the item in your pocket...? That is double the amount of the casket...Triple if I have to take it forcefully from you...

Giving the old man a slightly puzzled look Matthew shook his head. "Old man, what are you talking about? I didn't take no such ring. Just this casket. There again, you are always welcome to be the first to test it for me." the heavy smirk fell on Matthew's face as he walked slowly calling for Buttons. When the house elf had arrived Matthew told him to take the casket home. Once the elf was gone, Matthew flicked his wand, the entire store went dark, the blinds slammed shut and the door closed and locked. Looking at the old man, Matthew saw fear fall on his face as he attempted to draw his wand. With a quick flick and slash the man was disarmed and a slash went through his arm. "I don't appreciate you accusing me as a thief. And for that, your punishment is set." With a flick ropes bonded the man to the floor gagging him. Walking towards the door. With a final flick balls of fire flew from his wand starting the place on fire.

Walking out of the burning building Matthew walked down the streets of Knockturn Alley heading towards Diagon Alley. On the way he saw a woman smoking on the corner. Enough said. With a smirk as she walked towards her, Matthew let a deep sigh out looking at her. "You know, somebody with your body and attractiveness shouldn't be poisoning herself ya know?" Matthew said smoothly with his thick accent.

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[Emilia Sage Raven]

Emilia was not looking at the people while she walked down the ally. She would rather have looked at the buildings, ground, sky. Anything but the people. So there she was. Slowly strolling down the alley looking at one of the closed shops when the door of said store opened and a man that looked not to me much older.. even younger, than herself. At that second it was only a glance, and then her eyes were steered elsewhere.

She looked up at the gray sky wondering if it was going to rain or not. As she took a breath she smelled smoke in the air. She passed it off as her cigarette. She took in another drag as she was approached. Which she didn't notice until that same person spoke to her. Her eyes snapped to him and on her lips crept a faint smirk. She blew the smoke out at him. It was the same man that had walked out of the store. She put her hand on her hip and tilted her head slightly as she looked at him. "A filthy habit, I know." She started. Then she shrugged nonchalantly "you only live once" she stated.

Again she felt the hint of smoke in the air, stronger this time. She looked at her cigarette and dropped it to the ground. She didn't think this was cigarette smoke but she'd find out soon enough this way.

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Leaning against the woman, Matthew was tempted to take the cigarette out of her mouth. But she beat him too it. Leaning against the wall looking at her distance gaze, he shrugged at her comment. "You only live once. So why treat your body like shit when you can live life to the fullest? Why not explore the wonders of the world, fulfill your dreams, live to the extreme." Matthew said softly his arm gently and slowly wrapping around her waist as he started walking outside the Alley. "Let me treat you to a special night." The seductive tone and smirk fell on his face as he walked with the girl to a near by restaurant.

Walking into the dim lighted restaurant Matthew pulled out a chair for the girl smiling snapping for the waiter. "A bottle of firewhiskey, and for you my dear?" Matthew looked at her smirking with the same seductive look. Moving his eyes from the girl to the window as he watched people walking down the Alley. Matthew's look went from seductive to depressed when he saw a girl that looked familiar. Like his lover. Exactly like the person he had once fallen in love with and planned his destiny around. Anie

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