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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 4:47 pm
 Specializing in books banned by the Ministry of Magic or foreign texts imported from more sinister lands, Anselm's store is often browsed by wielders of Dark Magic or fat old men looking to resell s**t on eBay.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 3:33 am
*Pauses just outside the shop, standing off from the door so she wasn't just blatantly in the way or drawing too much attention to herself*
Well, hopefully this'll give me a start...
*Murmurs and glances down to the picture in her hand that she had sketched out with the help of Hugo and Rose's description*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 3:36 am
*Crunches his cigarette out beneath his foot on the street, nodding at Mari as he quirks a grin at Bambi* Would you look at that? Couldn't stick out more if she wore a target on her back.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 3:50 am
*Arches an eyebrow as he looks over to his boss*
'Bout as much as you do, little boy blue...
Doesn't seem like the dark arts type, sure, but I ain't seen nobody that "fresh" around here neither.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 4:05 am
*Glances over her shoulder, watching through the thick blue of her hair before going on and into the shop. Being reminded why she thought Morbus should be cracked down upon only made her sad. The place was a cesspool that a lot of people just couldn't manage to crawl in versus the people who loved wallowing in it and dragging others into the muck with them.*
*Steps up to the counter and begins to speak with the shop keep, not hesitating to bribe for him to have a look at his record books. Purposely toys with the top button of her coat as she asks him to have a look in the back for it since he's misplaced it*
I'm really forgetful too, but I really need to know if he was in. I've been looking for him for weeks, and I just... I hate having to hunt men down. *She met his eyes, rather intense, enough so that he said he'd see what he could do.* Yeah, me too.. *Murmurs and has to turn away to keep from grinning as he goes off into the backroom*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:15 am
*Glances at him with a sharper gaze* Cut the "boy" s**t, Bambs. I outta knock you into next week for that s**t.
*Pauses, catching the girl's eyes briefly as she looks out before entering the shop; the muscles in his upper body stiffen and he releases a low noise, a muddled mix of a purr and a growl*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 9:20 am
*Snorts, but follows after Haven* Sorry, Hay, ya know how I get- *Watches him after he makes the noise, perplexed by it* You purrin'? *He asked, low enough so the girl in the blue leather didn't hear him*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:00 am
*Pauses, going tense again as they reach the shop's door* I... yeah, I did. *Frowns, the expression growing rapidly into a scowl as he shoves the door open*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:05 am
*Slightly on her tip toes as she looks over the counter, trying to see past the back and into the dark room the shop keeper disappeared into. Straightens as she hears the door behind her, standing calmly at the counter*
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:13 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 11:41 am
Miss. *Sweeps in, glowering at Haven before coming back up to the counter, all smiles when he catche's Mari's elbow to make her look to him.*
I'll be with you in just a moment, Sir.
Now. *Hefts up a large, battered book, cracking it open*
I do believe I have run into your....friend? Just two months ago, actually.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 12:22 pm
That's fine. *Watching Marius with a narrowed, attentive gaze, his arms folding across his chest* I'm a patient man, Anselm.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 12:36 pm
*Trying to read some of the names in the book, but frowns and steps back a bit when Anselm slams it shut*
I really, really need that name-
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 12:39 pm
Thought he was your friend.... *Smiles as he pushes the book aside*
That's all right, though.. Lying isn't always a bad thing... My store states that it's open from 8am until midnight, yet sometimes, when I feel the need, I close it early...
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 12:51 pm
*Releases a slow, raspy growl from deep in his chest, stepping forward -- but not yet moving into Marius's space, falling instead into pacing back and forth behind her, throwing a scowl at Anselm*
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