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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 10, 2014 3:29:51 GMT

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Mila went about her usual night. Flirting with the fat, old men that frequented her bar as an escape always got her fantastic tips, but her mind kept wandering back to Liam Blackwell. She could feel his gaze on her as she fixed countless drinks, she even felt a small bubble of jealousy as a brunette tried to flirt with him. It was the first time in ages that she had felt physical attraction, recently she'd been far to busy to even consider looking.

Mila's thoughts were interrupted by a rather rude call from one of the bar's regulars. This behavior was usual from the man, but this time he was met with an opponent as Liam Blackwell angrily stormed over to him.

Mila swore quietly, immediately making her way over to the situation. She was surprised that Liam had stood up for her, that had never happened before. If it hadn't been for the fact she could see a fight brewing in her bar, she might have let him continue. Instead she slipped her slim body between the two men, her hand resting on Liam's chest. The older man hadn't even had the chance to respond before Mila was gently pushing Liam back towards where he had been sitting. "Don't let them bother you. That only ever makes it worse." she offered him a small smile, shocked at the fact she was showing this man, this stranger, bits of her compassion. "Thank you." she said, her voice conveying her sincerity. Mila turned to the rude man who had been the cause of Liam's anger, immediately changing her attitude and serving him his drink.

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 10, 2014 16:51:18 GMT

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Post by Liam Blackwell on Dec 10, 2014 16:51:18 GMT

Her hand on his chest ignited a fire deep within his core and it was an describable feeling. Liam could hardly register what she was saying or the fact that she had gently pushed him back to his seat. No girl had ever had so much control over him before, he'd never allowed them to have it. And yet, she'd just made him do something that he was completely unaware of. Had he really just gotten up to defend her honor like some sort of drunken knight in shining armor? She must have thought him a complete wanker now, giving him zero chances with her.

Liam watched as Mila brought the pig and his sounder of swine their drinks without batting an eyelash. How could he have been so foolish to underestimate her? Obviously she knew how to handle herself if she worked in a rugged pub like this one. There was no need for his harebrained attempt at helping her. Still, he felt a bit possessive over Mila even though he knew he shouldn't. He barely knew the barmaid for Merlin's sake.

When she was near him again behind the bar, he reached out and snagged her arm, causing her to stop so he could speak with her. "Sorry 'bout that. I didn't mean to...intrude on your night's work. I just....I can't stand people like him who think they can speak to women like that." Liam shook his head in disgust as his softer side came out just a bit. "It's pathetic, although I have a feeling you deal with this a lot on a daily basis, yeah?" He gave her a lopsided smile, hoping to bring back their flirty atmosphere once again.

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 12, 2014 2:03:15 GMT

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Mila shuffled about the pub. She had been throwing together drinks nonstop, but thankfully business was beginning to slow. The task of cleaning up after the rowdy men who made nothing but a mess was now upon her, though several people still remained. Liam, surprisingly, was still in the spot she had put him in. She'd just finished mixing another drink when he caught her arm, her heart speeding up from a combination of being startled and his touch. "It's safe to say I don't come across a gentleman very often."

The bar was nearly vacant now. Mila settled back into the position she had been before the onslaught of customers. She mixed herself a drink, one of the perks of working in a bar. She took a sip, her gaze landing on Liam.

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 12, 2014 2:52:38 GMT

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"It's safe to say I don't come across a gentleman very often," Mila had said and a soft mouth smirked at the sentiment as Daphne strolled through The Drink toward the young blonde and her handsome companion, the flourish of tight fitting - and what used to be expensive - robes flowing as she moved. "There are gentleman left in this world?" Daphne said with a teasing smirk, as her blue eyes raked over the young wizard with passing interest. "I've been ill informed," she grinned deviously and kissed Mila's cheeks. "Hello my lovely girl, who is your dashing companion?"

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 12, 2014 3:38:01 GMT

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Mila was forced to tear her eyes away from Liam as @daphnenott joined them at the bar, placing a kiss on her cheek. Mila held back a glare. Daphne had the impeccable talent for showing up exactly when Mila needed her to stay away. This being said, Mila loved the woman like a mother. She knew Daphne was in many ways closer to Mila than the three children she'd had.

Mila sent an apologetic look towards Liam before turning to Daphne, a smile on her face. "Liam Blackwell." she stated. "Liam, this is Daphne Nott. She's a close friend of my mum's." she explained, though her mood was slightly damped at the fact she would no longer be able to flirt as she pleased.

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"I desire the things which will destroy me in the end."

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Birthday: January 27
Height: 6'2
Relationship Status: Single
Character Social Profile: http://geminio.freeforums.net/thread/405/liam-blackwell
Former House: Gryffindor
Played By: Harley
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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 12, 2014 3:51:31 GMT

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Post by Liam Blackwell on Dec 12, 2014 3:51:31 GMT

He was just about to make a well thought-up flirtatious comment back to the girl when another voice chimed in, cutting off any chance for him to say something. He looked over his shoulder to find that the owner of the voice was a middle-aged woman. She glanced passively at Liam before leaning in to kiss Mila on the cheeks, confirming that the two knew each other.

Liam held back the glare that he wanted to send to the woman for interrupting his and Mila's conversation but he wasn't the type to be bitter about it. Instead, he wiped away the flirtatious side of himself and replaced it with the more professional and confident side that he showed most often. He straightened his posture and held out a hand for the older woman to shake. "Pleasure to meet you, Daphne," he said smoothly and then offered her a handsome smile. He glanced at Mila, giving her a quick wink that said, 'we'll continue this later', before looking back at the newest blonde standing next to him.

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 12, 2014 5:14:57 GMT

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Daphne stared at the man who extended a hand to her, but did not take it until Mila said his name and a light of recognition crossed her features and Daphne smiled. "Blackwell you say?" She finally accepted his hand. "Lovely family," she added recalling that her father had been associated with the Blackwells at some point in the past - the well thought of past. She tossed a look to Mila that clearly said 'I approve'.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you both, I just came to see my Mila here to see if she's heard from her shrew of a mother who has not returned my owls all month," she tossed her goddaughter a teasing glance.

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 14, 2014 3:01:00 GMT

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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2014 3:01:00 GMT

Mila had already begun mixing her godmother a drink. She knew that she probably shouldn't be encouraging it, but Daphne was always in a sour mood without the alcohol. Mila inwardly groaned as Daphne commented on Liam's last name, but hid any emotion from her face.

"Mum's been on her latest excursion." Lately, Pansy had taken to going on spontaneous trips to various places of the world. Mila was putting it down as a midlife crisis. It made life slightly harder for Mila as she usually relied on her mother to help her with Estella. Right now the little girl was with one of Mila's neighbors, though if Pansy kept up these trips Mila would have to find a more reliable babysitter. "I think she's in Finland right now."

Mila set the drink in front of her godmother, glancing towards Liam. She hoped the man wouldn't grow bored or disturbed by their new found company, as she'd been having fun flirting with him.

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Liam Blackwell
Ministry of Magic

Death Chamber Unspeakable

"I desire the things which will destroy me in the end."

Posts: 26

Age: 24
Birthday: January 27
Height: 6'2
Relationship Status: Single
Character Social Profile: http://geminio.freeforums.net/thread/405/liam-blackwell
Former House: Gryffindor
Played By: Harley
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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 14, 2014 15:36:54 GMT

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Post by Liam Blackwell on Dec 14, 2014 15:36:54 GMT

Liam resisted the urge to scowl when the older woman mention his family that was anything but lovely. His father was a vial wizard and despised everything that Liam had become because he wasn't anything like what he was expected to be. Despite all of his father's efforts, Liam had become most like his mother, thrusting aside the beliefs of bloodlines and what was right and wrong according to the pureblood standard. The Nott's were Purebloods, which would easily lead to why Daphne had such high thoughts about his own family.

He listened as Mila spoke about her mother being away, assuming that the older blonde was good friend's with Mila's mother. They seemed more like family than friends. Mila's eyes shifted to him for a moment as she fixed Daphne a drink and Liam relaxed in his chair, determined to wait this out. He wasn't ready to leave the pub yet, he wasn't ready to leave without making more progress with Mila. "How is it you both know each other?" he asked, attempting to make friendly conversation. He took another sip of his drink, having already lost count of what number he was on and figuring it would be best to slow down for a while after this one. The room was beginning to spin a bit and he didn't want to lose his head before he could talk to Mila privately again.

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Schletter's Fine // Open Dec 14, 2014 17:03:19 GMT

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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2014 17:03:19 GMT

"Mum's been on her latest excursion, I think she's in Finland right now." Daphne rolled her eyes at the news and let out a deeply irritated sigh, but then smiled at Mila all the same. "The next time she leaves Britain without me, I'm going to curse all the hair off of her head," Daphne said with a devious smirk. "Maybe give her antlers," she added as an afterthought as an amusing memory from her own fifth year at Hogwarts surfaced.

She watched with the doting appreciation of a mother as Mila fixed her a drink, having always loved that the girl was so dependable. Daphne had tried to get her own children to fetch things for her, and though Isaac had always been responsible enough to at least bring back the right drinks, he didn't seem to appreciate such quality time with his mother. And Rosalee had purposely shattered her best crystal decanter. Daphne turned and smiled at the young wizard. "Oh I'm practically Mila's godmother," she informed the man. "Was it ever made official?" She asked Mila. "I can't seem to recall."