Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Dec 11, 2016 12:41:27 GMT -6
Jamie zig zagged his way through the crowds making his way towards the darkness of Knockturn Alley. He pulled his coat tight, keeping the cold out. He’d definitely not checked the temperature before he made his way out this morning.
Having not planned on his detour to the less desirable shopping street, he didn’t know if he was going to get to rest his feet. Was there even a pub down there? Taking a sharp right, he knew he was in the right place when the noise of bustling crowds almost immediately stopped and was replaced with murmurs and unsure glances. At the end of the street he spotted what looked like a drinking establishment. ‘The White Wyvern’ he read to himself.
The windows weren’t exactly the cleanest and he still was unsure so decided on getting a closer look. Using the sleeve of his coat he wiped some dirt from the window and noticed what resembled a bar. Slicking back his hair, Jamie made his way into the pub, looking forward to taking the weight off his feet.
Ooc: I didn't want to presume he was in there so I had Jamie outside incase he was just doing a spot of shopping.
Everything just felt rather tense at the moment. Edmund had still not told his parents about his engagement to Ares, and that was weighing on his mind. He was going to have to soon, before they heard it through other means. And then there was Christmas coming up, which he had no intentions of going to. The last thing that he needed was to give his parents the chance to voice their disapproval. He'd been avoiding them for the better part of a year now. He did not think they would have changed.
He knew that Ares would be training late today, so instead of going home from work, he instead went to Knockturn Alley. Apollo would be fine on his own for a little longer. Grabbing himself a drink, Edmund settled himself down. His eyes flickered to the door a few times, when he heard it creak open, and on one such time he recognised the person walking through it. Catching the man's eye, he raised his class in greeting.
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Dec 16, 2016 13:41:29 GMT -6
The White Wyvern looked like a typical pub. Jamie was surprised he hadn't been in here before. Closing the door behind him, the chill from outside was suddenly met with warmth and the smell of beer. Having not expected to find anyone he knew in the place, Jamie was surprised when he spotted Edmund. A grin formed across his face, it was always good seeing an old friend. Giving him a thumbs up, he decided to get himself a beverage before sitting down.
Beer in hand, the blonde strutted over to the man. "Well hello!" he started, taking a seat opposite Edmund. "What brings you here? Trust me to find the one person I almost liked at school in here." Smirking he leaned forward taking a large gulp from the glass.
He hadn't been expecting to see a person who he had known, but, that was the way things seemed to happen. When you were not expecting them to. His eyes trailed Jamie as he moved to get his drink, and then wandered over. "Hello," he returned with a flash of his teeth.
"Just fancied a drink. In a place a bit more.... well suited than Diagon Alley." He avoided the leaky cauldron if he could manage it. The sorts that tended to go there were not ones that he tended to want to spend his time around. He laughed softly. "Yes, the world is a funny place in that way." There hadn't been a lot of people he had been on decent terms with at school. "What brings you here?"
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Dec 24, 2016 1:20:45 GMT -6
Jamie grinned at Edmund's comment. "Yes, I can see why you've decided on this establishment," Jamie looked around, it was much darker and solemn in here than the Cauldron. This definitely matched his mood more closely. "You come in here a lot then?"
Taking another gulp of his beer, he ran a hand through his hair and leaned back on the chair. "Needed a drink," he said matter of factly with a shrug. "I was buying things for work but I had enough of jolly people and needed to take the edge off."
"Not a great deal, but when I fancy a quick drink..." There were nicer places to dine, and nicer places to drink. But it did the job if he was alone, and just wanted something to drink.
Edmund's lip curled a little bit. "I can understand that." People were tiring, exhausting, and rarely did he want to be around the majority of them. "What is it that you do?" he questioned. It was idle talk, but never the matter. It was useful to know what jobs people held, in case they could be of use.
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Jan 17, 2017 13:34:47 GMT -6
Jamie nodded, sometimes when you needed a beer anywhere would do. This place wasn’t particularly bad, just a bit rough around the edges but you had to come to expect that when you looked at its location.
At least someone felt his pain of those happy people who almost skipped as they made their way through the streets. “Dragonologist,” he answered with a sip of his drink, “You?” It was always interesting to see what sort of jobs and careers those people he’d known at school ended up with.
Dragonologist, an interesting profession, he supposed. Edmund had never had much interest in dragons, or other magical creatures. But he supposed if you did, it could be a well enough career. Possibly. "And how do you find that?" he questioned. "I'm an unspeakable," he said, with a slight quirk of his lip. His job did make it a little difficult to have small talk about jobs, considering that there was little that he could say.
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Feb 13, 2017 5:55:18 GMT -6
"It's good fun," he said with a an enthusiastic nod. He did enjoy his job, even if it was early mornings, late night and freezing temperatures at times. "It's a shame I can't take them out for a walk down Diagon Alley now and again," he joked. When Edmund mentioned his job he leaned forward and looked around them. "Should we be speaking about that?" He'd heard about the Unspeakables but didn't really know much, were they even allowed to say what their job was? @edmund
His lip curled a little at the thought of dragons walking through diagon alley. Now that would be a sight to see. "That would be amusing." Give an awful lot of people a terrible fright. Definitely amusing. "I can mention what my job is," he said. People were so terribly uninformed about unspeakables, although admittedly it made sense, considering how little information there was known about them. "I just can't speak about what I do at my job." Which was sometimes difficult, but for the most part? Edmund didn't really have a problem with it. Ares had a bigger problem with it than he did.
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Feb 26, 2017 5:34:29 GMT -6
"Yeah, it would. I sometimes do thin about doing it just to give people a bit of excitement in their day. Or just to wind them up. It wouldn't be fair on the dragons though," he said taking another sip. Jamie nodded, it was a shame Edmund couldn't tell him much he'd always wondered what they got up to. "Well bye then..." Jamie joked, pretending to get up and smirking at the man and taking his seat again. "Have you done that since you left Hogwarts then?"
Edmund looked at him with faint amusement. "Well you're not allowed to bring them into England anyway, are you?" he asked. At least, that is what he thought. His lip quirked a little as Jamie faked leaving. "I have, yes. I enjoy it." He couldn't imagine doing anything else.
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Mar 10, 2017 13:46:46 GMT -6
Jamie nodded. "I'm sure I could find a blanket big enough to cover one up surely," he answered laughing slightly. Thinking about the Horntail he'd been tending to this week, he would have to sew together a couple of duvets to cover it up. "Might get in trouble though." When Edmund said he'd done that job since Hogwarts Jamie nodded. "Must be good keeping you there for these past years. Do you live in London then or do you just commute for work?"
"Have to be a pretty big blanket." And probably an invisibility cloak, considering a large mass under a blanket was likely to make people rather suspicious. He wasn't entirely sure why his mind was still following that train of thought, but it was. "A little bit out. It's not much of a commute when you can turn on the spot and appear anywhere you want." It hardly mattered if he lived a little out of London, or in Scotland. Travelling by apparation made things a great deal easier. "Do you live anywhere in particular? Or do you more around with the dragons?" He didn't really know how dragonology worked.
Post by JAMIE SAMUEL ROBERTS on Apr 1, 2017 5:00:17 GMT -6
Jamie nodded and grinned. It was a slightly childish thought but it was good to think outside the box sometimes. Edmund was right, travelling however might not be for the faint of heart and he could imagine some wizards needing to be a bit closer to work if they didn't like those methods. Jamie had always just traveled around, he wasn't one for settling down in one spot and luckily his job required this too. "Here, there and everywhere really," he answered with a sip of his drink. "It suits me down to the ground though. One day I could be on a remote Scottish Island the next I'm over in Romania. It's easier for me just to move around. However I do call London home." Having lived there for years, he was always drawn back to the city.