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Sept 20, 2014 11:44:35 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2014 11:44:35 GMT -7
Sophie had set Walt an owl that she hadn't seen him in ages and wanted to catch up. The truth was she wanted to talk to him. She needed some advice and she trusted Walt more than anyone in the world. She didn't have any family, at least in her own mind. She had biological family but that wasn't something that she admitted to anyone, included herself. Caroline was the saddest excuse for a mother. The only thing she would maybe consider for a family member was June and Erik Brigham and she hadn't seen them in almost 10 years. She didn't miss them or anything, they just were willing to treat her like a true human being as opposed to an object for receiving money. Walt was the only other family member she had, even though he wasn't biological really her brother.
Sophie had a black sweater one and a pair of dark denim jeans. She had her hair down and it was loosely, naturally curled. She had taken the day off from work and was planning on just relaxing, cleaning up her apartment, and of course, seeing Walt. Arriving at the Leaky Cauldron, she sat down at the bar and ordered a beer, smiling at the cute bartender. Of course the moment she did that, Tom popped into her mind and she averted her attention from the bartender and to her feet. Get out of my head, Sharpe, she thought. Before I kick your ass. She looked around to see if Walt was already here but didn't see him anywhere.
@waltongrey
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Sept 20, 2014 12:15:44 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2014 12:15:44 GMT -7
Walton had gotten an owl earlier in the week from Sophie, a good friend and someone that he considered a sister even though they weren’t related by blood. He hadn’t seen her in quite a long time due to work at Hogwarts and also for the IA. But here he was sitting in the darkest corner that had a perfect view of the entire ground floor of the Leaky Cauldron. Some might call him paranoid but said paranoia was what had kept him alive this long and he planned on living for a long time coming. As he took a drink from his glass of fire whiskey just as the door to the pub opened up to reveal the one person whom he had agreed to meet. Granted all she had to do was ask him to talk, help, or whatever it was and he would be there for her. Walton stretched in his chair before he stood up and finished his drink.
As Walton walked over to the bar where Sophie was at he noticed several people that just so happened to be on the list of wanted criminals that he had received just that morning. Well that was pure luck that almost all of them happened to be here at the pub. By the drunken state of those people he knew that they would be here for quite some time. Walton made a mental note of exactly who they were and then pulled out his wand and cast several spells to keep those criminals here until someone showed up to take them all away since he had a meeting to get to. Just as he put his wand away several members of the IA walked in and gave him a nod before they took said criminals away. He knew that he would be dealing with them later but that was later.
Finally reaching the bar and sliding up to Sophie he gently poked her in the side. “Well, look at what I found, one Sophie Brigham.” Walton said in a teasing manner “It is great to see you again. So what brings you here besides my good looks that you couldn’t resist when I accepted your invitation to meet up here?” He asked in that teasing tone that he reserved just for Sophie. He raised his hand towards the bartender who slid him another glass of fire whiskey. It wasn’t his favorite drink but it worked and plus he never drank too much, usually a glass or two and then he would stick with butterbeer. He had never gotten drunk not even once.
@sophiebrigham
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