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Post by pigwackegn on May 2, 2006 19:55:15 GMT -5
It was a cool, Sunday afternoon when Adler Lindvall walked up the marble steps of the bank. That's one thing he loved about the magic world; the banks were always open. He had on a pair of sunglasses (because, hell, they looked good) and a black suit. A black messenger bag bounced at his side and pulled up the fabric at his shoulder. Taking the steps two at a time, he moved quickly past an older lady who was hobbling up them.
A goblin yanked one of the heavy doors open just as he reached the top, sweeping low to the ground with a gruff "Good afternoon, sir." Not paying the creature any acknowledgement, Adler hurried to an empty counter, cutting off some one who was just getting there and giving the golden bell a tap. He pushed the glasses to the top of his head so that pieces of his "refined bed-head" hair (as he liked to label it) stuck out in different directions. An older goblin cleared his throat as he slid into place. "Deposit or withdrawel, Mr. Lindvall?" he asked in a monotone voice. "Deposit." answered Adler, fishing into the black bag, pulling out another sack. The contents of the new bag jingled as he set them down. He reached back into his messenger bag and took out a package wrapped in brown paper. The goblin made a grab for the item, sticking his long finger underneath the fold of paper but Adler slapped his hand off. "Do not look. Just put it away before you lose your job you piece of filth." he threatened. The goblin nodded and put everything in a cart, sending it away. He conjured a statement for Adler and left the counter.
Adler took the slip of parchment, stuck it in a pocket of his bag, turning to leave the building.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 4:32:14 GMT -5
((I don't know how to start my post off but I'll find something. LOL!))
Indeed it was a sunny, gorgeous day. It was also a nice day for Krystina Higgs and her best friend Chole ((Coal-e)) Goyle to be standing outside smoking up a joint. Or at least Krystina was. Around school she was the top slut and pot head. She loved her reputation. Krystina was dressed in a pair of baggy tawny bell bottoms and a white tank top. A pair of brown tennies hugging at her feet. Her brown hair was tied back in a loose bunn. Though she may have been a pot head, but you sure as hell couldn't tell.
Chole on the other had, usually dressed in tight leather outfits like a dominatrix, but since the event that happened the other day in the enterance hall of the school, Chole wore normal Muggle outfits. Today she was wearing a lime green, short-sleeved t-shirt with a pair of denim kapris. She wore no shoes, just an anklet on her right ankle. Her blonde hair was down, which give her a unique beauty.
"So, what's going on between you and Jake?" Krystina asked about her brother. Ever since that day down in the dungeons, she's always seen the two together. It was like they were offically a couple. Chole shook her head,"We're just friends, though I wouldn't mind more."
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 15:00:04 GMT -5
((mmk. so Imma just pretend they're out on the streets somewhere... near gringotts?))
Adler had amde it quickly out of the bank and was squintign when he got to the bottom of the stone steps. The amount of people in Diagon Alley had started to multiply as it got later in the day and some might have labeled it as busy. Adler decided he might as well just exit the premices, makybe stopping in the Leaky Cauldron for a drink before he left completely. There was nothing left in Diagon Alley that excited him, nothing left in Knockturn Alley, either, really. Knockturn alley was just ful of he creeps that bought his dad's stuff for God-knows what purposes.
He had just started to zig-zag through the stream of people - keeping a decent pace - when he realized that he was squinting because he had forgotten to put his shades back on. He reached to the top of his head and pulled down the glasses. At the same time, two gossipping witches walked right in front of him and he had to try and dodge them by going to his left. In doing so, he only managed to knock into more people - two girls, actually, one of whom was smoking.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 15:03:18 GMT -5
((K))
Krystina fell into Chole, knocking Chole to the ground. Quickly she hurried to her feet, trying to figure why the hell she ended on the ground. Krystina however was already on the move,"Hey, watch it." Chole crossed her arms, and gave off a look that said "I can't believe you just did that asshole," meaning the guy.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 15:26:06 GMT -5
Adler was just as lost for most of the collision as the girls were. His first instinct was to walk away. Hell, he was in a suit and maybe these girls would think he was just some business man from a different country ... where it was custom to run into people? But, after all, he had no where in particular to be and he didn't want to get anything thrown at him so he decided to try and clear things up.
Pushing his shades to the top of his head, he offered a hand to Chloe and retracted it as soon as she got up herself. He cringed, it looked like they were kind of ... pissed off? "Sorry." was the first thing he said in a sincere voice. "You know sometimes when the sun gets in your eyes and at that moment some one tries to walk into you and you don't know whats going on, you just kind of get pushed around? Yeah, it was a complete accident." he clarified.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 15:30:18 GMT -5
Krystina nodded, and Chole looked in the other way. She was leaving the whole conversation to Krys. "You still didn't answer my question... Don't I know you from somewhere?" Krystina went on. She wasn't pissed that she was almost knocked on her bumper, but that her question wasn't being answered. He looked so familiar, but she couldn't put a name to the face.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 15:38:49 GMT -5
He cleared his throat and looked to the dark haired girl. "Wha? Oh, I don't know. Do you two go to Hogwarts?" he asked. Maybe they thought he had graduated already or something. He, himself, never bothered to look around the common room - not really caring about him fellow classmates.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 15:41:12 GMT -5
"Yeah. You're that Lindvall guy aren't you? " she asked. She finally remembered at least some of his name. She'd heard some other Slytherin females chatting about him. Saying how adorable he is and everything else that girl could say about a guy. Krystina always ignored them, but sometimes payed attention to what they were talking about.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 15:44:47 GMT -5
He was shocked to be recognized. He actually didn't talk to anyone at school unless it was either mandatory or inevitable. Not since 5th year had he just sat down and had a chat with some one. "Er, yeah, Adler Lindvall." he introduced himself fully.
"I'm sorry, I don't know you two..." he said semi-bashfully, sticking his hands in his pockets.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 15:48:08 GMT -5
"I'm Krystina Higgs, and this is my lovely friend, Chole Goyle." Krystina said then took in a drag from her blunt. Chole grinned at Adler, and nodded. "Chole's a bit shy, just ignore her." Chole elbowed Krystina in the back, and rolled her eyes.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 17:43:33 GMT -5
He nodded and smiled lightly at the girls. "I've heard the names before... sorry, I'm not too involved in the student body." he added. He felt bad because he felt he should have known who these girls were. For the sake of conversation he asked. "So what are you two up to?"
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 17:47:07 GMT -5
Krystina gave him a "who really cares if everyone knows who we are" and "you're not the only one that's not interested in the student body." "Just hanging about, and yourself?" Chole asked, being the politer of the two females.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 17:51:21 GMT -5
The sun was beating down harder now and Adler wished he could take off his suit jacket - however, as his dad had taught him - that wouldn't be professional; even if he wasn't talking to clients. He shrugged and looked around before looking back to thte girls. "Just heading back home, I guess... one of those lazy Sundays."
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 3, 2006 18:00:05 GMT -5
Krystina nodded,"Wanna smoke?" She offered a pack to him, but didn't know what his reaction would be.
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Post by pigwackegn on May 3, 2006 18:02:51 GMT -5
Adler looked at the pack and smiled politely. "No, thanks." he declined. He used to smoke and his sister still does, but he realized one day that he liked nothing about it - the feeling, the smell, the cough, always having to make breaks outside - it just wasn't his thing, he guessed.
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