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Angie · 12-21-2010, 04:35 AM

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Originally Posted by rubindo

Once the story began, The Detective listened in carefully. He heard the tone in the man's voice... Nervousness. Of course, it is a horrible experience. Ben knew that first hand. He nodded at certain points, but mostly he wrote down, near word to word, everything the shopkeep said. But they eventually got to a point that surprised Ben.

'Mudblood?' He knew what the term meant. Just the fact that someone used it. It's not something that people use much anymore, and, as far as he knew, there were very little, if not no, muggle hating societies.

The New Yorker nodded to the man as he made his last point, scribbling down a few more notes. Then he started thinking. Where to start? There's many things we don't know. Might as well start with the man. "The man who attacked you," Ben finally said after a few moments. "You... Don't remember what he looked like? At all? What he wore? Any unusual features like a scar?" After saying that Ben realized scar may not have been the best word, remembering the man he was talking to had one.

At first, Etienne did not reply, though he remembered well; for someone like him, such a thing was impossible to forget. When he spoke at last, he shrugged his shoulders in attempts of appearing indifferent. "He was young, I'd say around my age. Asian, tall, dark-haired, sneaky look to him." Kenning scratched his left cheek absently. "And good-looking, too, I suppose," Finished the man, sounding grouchy.

Realizing that the description was perhaps on the vague side, he shrugged both helplessly and apologetically at the detective.

12-21-2010, 04:35 AM	#22 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,611 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by rubindo Once the story began, The Detective listened in carefully. He heard the tone in the man's voice... Nervousness. Of course, it is a horrible experience. Ben knew that first hand. He nodded at certain points, but mostly he wrote down, near word to word, everything the shopkeep said. But they eventually got to a point that surprised Ben. 'Mudblood?' He knew what the term meant. Just the fact that someone used it. It's not something that people use much anymore, and, as far as he knew, there were very little, if not no, muggle hating societies. The New Yorker nodded to the man as he made his last point, scribbling down a few more notes. Then he started thinking. Where to start? There's many things we don't know. Might as well start with the man. "The man who attacked you," Ben finally said after a few moments. "You... Don't remember what he looked like? At all? What he wore? Any unusual features like a scar?" After saying that Ben realized scar may not have been the best word, remembering the man he was talking to had one. At first, Etienne did not reply, though he remembered well; for someone like him, such a thing was impossible to forget. When he spoke at last, he shrugged his shoulders in attempts of appearing indifferent. "He was young, I'd say around my age. Asian, tall, dark-haired, sneaky look to him." Kenning scratched his left cheek absently. "And good-looking, too, I suppose," Finished the man, sounding grouchy. Realizing that the description was perhaps on the vague side, he shrugged both helplessly and apologetically at the detective. __________________