There was a difficult line to balance in recruiting. You had to find the people that would be swayed, those that did not think themselves better than resorting to harsher means to achieve a greater good. The danger was stepping around the people that she did not want, those that would resort to such means, but who were ideologically at a far different point.
Which was sometimes a problem in Knockturn Alley, coming across purebloods, or ex Death Eaters, or sympathisers. A waste of her time. Well. Some of those then got taken, so maybe not an entire waste. As it was however, she was sitting in a pub, her eyes scanning the cliental in the room.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 20, 2016 1:30:20 GMT -6
Pubs weren't Athena's go-to place when she wanted to be away from everyone she knew, not unless the pub was the one where Sullivan worked. Because taunting him was always a good time. But tonight she'd felt like being alone and like a drink, so she'd picked a place that looked and felt like somewhere no one she knew would dare go to. She could have just left the country again, but she feared that everyone she knew might actually try to kill her if she did that, so instead she settled for disappearing within the city. It was simple enough really.
Drink in hand, Athena swiveled on her barstool and turned to lean her back against the bar, eyes scanning the people she'd chosen to surround herself with tonight. Not the most inviting of crowds, she had to admit, but maybe that just meant they'd leave her alone. Wishful thinking really.
Was this going to be worth her time? She did hope so. Even if it was only something small. Small things could grow, could change, could adapt. You had to start somewhere, have something. You could not make something out of nothing, after all.
She wondered to a couple of people, had a very brief chat, and a quick scan of their minds, and found nothing that she would see of use. Spotting a young lady leaning against the bar, Freya moved over towards her. Perhaps this would yield something. "Good evening."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 21, 2016 12:25:30 GMT -6
For all that Athena wanted people to not bother her, when someone did eventually approach her, she found herself not the slightest bit unwelcoming. Or well, she was as welcoming as she ever was to a pretty face. She was quite fond of pretty faces until they spoke most of the time. "Good evening," she returned, lifting her glass to her lips and taking a drink. "Was there something I could help you with?"
"Not particularly," Freya commented. Oh that was curious. She was an occlumens. Though not fully trained, judging my the thoughts that were slipping through. That was annoying. More useful in trying to get information than out of someone fully trained, but a lot more irritating to deal with. It did, however, make her wonder why she'd decided to become one. People with that skill did tend to be more interesting. "Was just hoping to find some entertaining company."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 21, 2016 22:42:19 GMT -6
Entertaining company? Athena found herself smirking just a little. "And what is it that you define as entertaining?" she questioned as one of her eyebrows rose slightly. Conversation hadn't been why she went out tonight, but it was certainly something that could make her stay if it was intriguing enough.
The real answer to that question was not one that Freya was going to give. People that were the most entertaining - at least for her goal tonight - were the ones that could help her. Though admittedly, interesting and useful did not always line up. "Interesting people," she said with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "Interesting stories."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 21, 2016 23:11:59 GMT -6
Athena rolled her eyes. "That doesn't tell me anything," she pointed out. "Because there's every chance my definition of interesting is different from yours, and I'd hate to be a bore." Or be bored, but saying that was probably rude and she didn't want to be rude to such a pretty face that she could possibly gain something from.
"Try me then," Freya challenged. "Tell me something interesting." And either stop blocking your damn mind, or do it better. Not that she said that. The snatches of thought were not leading her anywhere useful at this point, though that might change if the conversation went somewhere more engaging.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 22, 2016 16:09:26 GMT -6
Athena thought for a moment, studying the woman as she did so. She was getting no hints as the what she might find interesting, which was wholly annoying, but she'd worked well in a pinch before. "Let's see... I can speak three languages fluently and three more well enough to get by?" she offered with a shrug. Being multilingual was typically something impressive, so she could only hope.
Six languages? Was she just interested in languages? Or was there a story behind why she knew them all. "That's quite a collection, which ones?" she took a sip of her drink, eyeing her. "My about three languages doesn't look nearly as impressive now," she gave a half amused smile.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 22, 2016 16:29:25 GMT -6
Athena smiled slowly, the expression having a sharp, predatory edge to it. "English, obviously," she started, though it was clear that English wasn't even her native tongue considering the edge to her accent. "French, Greek. And then enough to hold conversations in Russian, Spanish, and Italian. What three have you got?"
"Very Euro-centric," she commented, though it was still a spread of languages over Europe, so Freya supposed that was something. "Why so many?" A couple of languages made sense, most people outside of England knew more than one. "English, again obvious. Norwegian, Danish. Bits of Dutch." Not that hers were any less Euro-centric.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Dec 24, 2016 23:35:35 GMT -6
"I've had little time to learn ones elsewhere," Athena replied with a shrug. "The struggle of being in school for most months of the year." What a wonderful feeling of having those days behind her. Now she had time to do as she pleased, between practice and helping in Aaron's shop sometimes. "The first three cover where I'm from, where I went to school, and of course English is very useful. The others... were fun." Knowing some Russian had also helped her tracking down her would-be assassin, but of course she wasn't going to say that out loud. "Norwegian is an interesting one..."
Greek, went to Beauxbatons, now in England for…?Did she live here? Was she here for another reason? “Russian seems an odd choice for fun. Why England then? Out of all those languages, and places, why choose here?” she glanced at her. “Not that interesting. My family hails from there.”