you hit me once, i hit you back ` DEVYN

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` ELIJAH PARKER:

608 . @devyn

Just another normal night in downtown London, the night was early. The streets were alive with crowds of people walking down them, heading towards any sort of night club that they desired to go to. Typically wizards were found in the Leaky Cauldron on a Friday night though it wasn't unusual to see a few roaming in the muggle night clubs. Elijah was one of the few to occupy a muggle night club occasionally, looking for more fun there rather than the Leaky Cauldron. The Leaky Cauldron was always a place to go to though after several years of being able to drink, it never hurt to stray away from the daily pub. For tonight, he wore a grey t-shirt with blue jeans, keeping it simple. It didn't take much effort from him to have any of the girls' eyes on him nor did it take much effort to pick pocket from the man sitting on the other side of the bar just several minutes ago. The man hadn't been paying attention, too concerned with checking out the female bartender to notice someone stealing his wallet. Using the money obtained from the muggle man, Eli bought himself a long island iced tea, a muggle drink that he had grown fond of. He kept his eyes on a particular girl in the club with another gentleman. Clearly he had went over the top with coming to a night club, wearing a suit and tie as if he had just left a business meeting. Clearly someone uptight and concerned more over his job than anything else. The girl with him did not appear entertained at all though kissed him on the cheek as he got up to leave, presumably to take care of business on the blue tooth attached to his ear. Despite being a wizard, Eli had a vast knowledge of technology that muggles used since majority of the time, he stole any of the electronics that he found to be amusing, for himself. With the disappearance of the man, Eli ordered yet another drink, this time a margarita. The glass sitting in front of him was finished by the time that the bartender brought the margarita which was clearly for the girl across the building. She appeared bored out of her mind, texting away on her phone to possibly a friend about how her boyfriend had left her at a table. Before Eli could walk over to her, she had made her way over to the bar nearby where he was seated. The girl had went to order a margarita though the bartender pointed her in the direction of him before walking away, attempting to avoid contact with the muggle man that was still checking her out. Walking over, she said, "You didn't have to buy this for me, but I'll take it." He said, "Well, I figured you could use some entertainment since clearly your boyfriend isn't paying any attention to you." She smirked at his remark though said, "I'm stuck with him, how else am I going to get what I want in life?" Ah, a bitch who was only concerned about money. Not a surprising fact to find out after seeing the suite and tie, plus she had the fanciest phone of them all. Only a phone that looked like a television being carried around in a pocket meant that someone was racking in the big bills. She leaned over to his ear though and said, "But I don't just have to be stuck with only him for tonight." Then came the interruption from another woman, not a surprise for Eli after all these years.

`ooc notes; i wish i had captain morgan long island iced tea right now...

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` DEVYN ROSIER:

400 . @eli

Tugging down the back of her pencil skirt in the elevator, she glared at the Ministry worker that was...attentively watching her do so. "Pig," she murmured as she exited, making a sharp left before finally exiting the building. Instead of going home to change first, she had agreed to meet friends at a little club down the road. After taking her hair out of it's bun and unbuttoning a few buttons on her blouse, she figured she looked appropriate for the environment. Running a hand through her blonde locks, a sigh escaped her lips- brushing shoulders with a guy who was much more eager to get inside than she. Opening the door with an irritated expression on her face, it changed quickly upon seeing her friends- waving as she walked over. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you guys. Where's my beer, bitch?" she smirked, taking her pint happily. Everything was going seemingly well until over the music, her friend nudged her shoulder and said, "Isn't that the asshole that stole your jewelry?!" Whiping her head around, Devyn began searching through the crowd until she spotted a familiar idiot leaning over some skank at the bar. "No fucking way, she breathed, downing the rest of her pint. Setting the empty glass down, she began pushing through the crowd- her anger building with each step. Now, Devyn may have been nineteen when she first encountered the scam artist known as Eli Parker, but she only made the mistake of trusting him once. Grabbing a shot of of a stranger's hand, she downed it before handing it back- her target approaching. Clenching her jaw, her hand pulled back and smacked him so hard on the back of his head that she could've sworn she heard an echo. "YOU BLOODY MANCHILD!" she yelled over the music, watching as the girl immediately stood up. " AND YOU'RE ENGAGED, YOU TWAT!" Fury didn't really begin to cover what she was feeling at the moment. With the whiskey coursing through her veins, she reared her fist back, ready to hit her target square in the face.

`ooc notes; i wish i had a beer...oh wait...

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` ELIJAH PARKER:

499 . @devyn

All the eyes in the building went towards the sound of a loud echo coming from the bar though they quickly went back to normal, looking elsewhere. A blonde haired woman whom he couldn't recall meeting before, smacked him hard on the back of his head. This had led to the girl leaning to him to move back, standing up as this new woman started to yell over the music. she proceeded to yell at him before yelling at the girl which led to her walking away when her eyes saw her boyfriend or fiance walk back into the club, oblivious to what had been going on. in a bit of a whining tone, eli said, "oh, come on!" the blonde haired menace had pretty much ruined the evening with her presence, sounding more like a hyena with each word that came out of her mouth. there was no doubt that the two had met before, considering how pissed she was at him. the question was when and where since he hadn't recalled being with any blondes recently, mainly cause they were all insane or incredibly lacked common sense. then again, after being with eli, who never stuck around and majority of the time, stole something from them, it was common for women to seek him out and hit him in some way. women were crafty creatures, always finding a way to hit a man, coming out of nowhere. luckily for them, he didn't have it in them to hit them back since it was rather rude to hit a girl back. however, he did have ways of defending himself. when she reared her fist back to hit him in the face, he merely did what any grown man would do when someone was about to hit them. he put his hand on her forehead, keeping her a good distance from him, unable to hit him. literally, if anyone was watching the two, it'd look more like a playground scene than two adults at a bar. thankfully, they were surrounded by muggles, unimportant people that wouldn't pay much mind to the two strange adults in the club. she had attempted to hit him though it was no use with his hand on her forehead, preventing that from happening. it wasn't until she calmed down that he let go of her though he was quick in moving which led to him leaving his stool and picking her up from behind, avoiding the fists of pmsing fury. he carried her from the bar, outside in the alley away from the crowd. when they had reached the alley, he let go of her and began to ask, "so, care to explain why you went all blonde haired power ranger on me for, in there?" she probably wouldn't have caught onto the reference since it was a muggle tv show from the united states. lets just say his occupation allowed him to learn a lot of things and travel many different places.

`ooc notes; don't mind my randomness in this post.

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` DEVYN ROSIER:

400 . @eli

"What a piece of shit," Devyn thought bitterly to herself. This wasn't her night, clearly. Had the set of jewelry been replaced? Of course it had, she had a disposable income, thanks to her deceased father ("Regards from hell."). First off, she hadn't been expecting to see him...at all. The last time had been in France and it was...a, er, heated experience. Of course, he didn't remember. That was really convenient for him. As soon as the words flew out of her mouth, all hell had broken loose. The bimbo disappeared to her fiance and Dev was stuck in her current situation involving a big, dumb thief. Literally. He didn't even try to cover up the fact that he had stolen from her. When her fist flew up, his clearly sober reflexes kicked in- his hand moving up to palm her forehead, keeping her at arms length. "UNREAL!" she protested. When his arms went around her small waist, picking her up- she held onto the back of his shirt with her life. "Put me down, oh my god!" Instead, she buried her face into the crook of his neck- attempting to hide her embarrassment. Once she realized that they were outside, her feet touched the ground and her hands immediately went to smooth out her skirt. Looking up at him, her cheeks heated up, fury starting to resurface slowly...and confusion...and curiosity. "What's a power ranger?" Shaking her head, she clenched her jaw, getting back on task. "Devyn Rosier, remember? You stole from me after you slept with me. The perfect gentlemanly move, if I recall correctly. Ring any bells? Actually, I'm sure you do that often. I want my jewelry back." Crossing her arms, she looked up at him towering over her. He just had to be tall and handsome. It was infuriating.

`ooc notes; i wish i had a beer...oh wait...

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` ELIJAH PARKER:

449 . @devyn

perhaps eli should have taken greater care to remember every single woman that he had spent time with. it was hard to keep track of them though as there were quite a few more faces than most guys were able to keep track of. what was one thing that eli could keep track of though, was if he had pissed off a blonde recently. the woman standing in front of him, furious as anything, was not someone that he had recently been with. when she had went to hit him with her fist, he had prevented her from doing so. when he had picked her up, she began to protest and told him to put her down. as if he would listen to her. she hid her face as he took her outside and asked why she had went crazy on him back in the club. she was a little confused as he had referred to her as being a power ranger. the woman stated that she was devyn rosier. the two had slept together before he had stolen a necklace from her, disappearing from france for a good amount of time. devyn wanted the necklace back, a necklace that had long ago been sold to someone who had paid him a high amount of galleons. elijah shrugged his shoulders and said, "well, have to survive somehow. i unfortunately do not have that item you are looking for, afraid it sold for a large amount of galleons. galleons long gone, i can assure you." what had he spent all the galleons on? nothing much since it had all gone into his vault at gringotts. it wasn't too common that he stole from a girl after sleeping with her, rather just leaving as soon as the sun came up. however, rosier was a well known pureblood name to any purebloods. he had known devyn would have money since after all, she came from a rich pureblood family. when he had woken up, he had seen the necklace. something that he knew would sell high to the right buyer. needless to say, he had found the right buyer when he left france. the jewelry had ended up in the hands of someone in italy, who had probably given it to their wife. eli said, "if you really want it back that bad, you could always go steal it yourself. you blondes tend to be very violent, so maybe that'll be your advantage." he made his move to walk back into the club, not really caring who he had slept with and what he had stolen from her. it was part of the job to steal and get whatever he wanted.

`ooc notes; oohhh child....

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