Post by julius kingston on Jun 19, 2017 8:52:11 GMT
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There were some things you could only get at Mavro's, and Julius was here to place a particular order on behalf of a particular coven. More than likely it was probably just a list of whatever the hell Erin needed for her latest attempt at Homunculi creation, but he digressed. There was nothing to be done and he wasn't in the mood to resist a nice outing to the familiar marketplace. (But of course, he had to have his own reason to accept such a request, or pride would step in and cause another scene like it often did)[break][break]
From behind the frames of his glasses, Julius observed the people that shopped. Some went there out of necessity- you could see it in their hollow eyes and dilated pupils. Some came here for themselves but knew to stay wary. This was evident in the way their eyes shifted in and out while making a deal, in the way their familiars would stare uneasily into the depths of the sprawling alleys that lay beyond. And finally, there were some that had no idea where they were.
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Julius eyed the brown haired boy curiously but said nothing (yet) and simply handed the list of materials to the dealer. Hermoine squawked in the back of his mind, telling him that this place did not make her very happy and that she demanded to be let out in order to protect him better. "Fine," Julius sighed, stretching one hand to the sky to summon the Eurasian Eagle Owl in all her glory. Except her feathers looked ruffled. She flapped up twice (oddly silent despite looking so agitated) and then perched on his head.
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Julius nearly choked before his neck stabilized. "You're heavy as all hell you know," he managed to grind out. Alas, this only made Hermoine hoot louder.
There were some things you could only get at Mavro's, and Julius was here to place a particular order on behalf of a particular coven. More than likely it was probably just a list of whatever the hell Erin needed for her latest attempt at Homunculi creation, but he digressed. There was nothing to be done and he wasn't in the mood to resist a nice outing to the familiar marketplace. (But of course, he had to have his own reason to accept such a request, or pride would step in and cause another scene like it often did)[break][break]
From behind the frames of his glasses, Julius observed the people that shopped. Some went there out of necessity- you could see it in their hollow eyes and dilated pupils. Some came here for themselves but knew to stay wary. This was evident in the way their eyes shifted in and out while making a deal, in the way their familiars would stare uneasily into the depths of the sprawling alleys that lay beyond. And finally, there were some that had no idea where they were.
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Julius eyed the brown haired boy curiously but said nothing (yet) and simply handed the list of materials to the dealer. Hermoine squawked in the back of his mind, telling him that this place did not make her very happy and that she demanded to be let out in order to protect him better. "Fine," Julius sighed, stretching one hand to the sky to summon the Eurasian Eagle Owl in all her glory. Except her feathers looked ruffled. She flapped up twice (oddly silent despite looking so agitated) and then perched on his head.
[break][break]
Julius nearly choked before his neck stabilized. "You're heavy as all hell you know," he managed to grind out. Alas, this only made Hermoine hoot louder.
