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where: the garden kew, london who: @zabinixevelyn
He had watched her the moment she stepped into the reception, watching the tension between herself and her fiancé, and waited until he buggered off before making his way over to her. "You look breathtaking tonight, Evelyn." He stopped in front of her, holding out a glass of champagne. "Do you have a moment I could steal you away to somewhere a little more private? I promise to be on my best behaviour," a sheepish grin on his face. Thorfinn could do with a break from the crowds and was rather fond of the witches company.
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where: twilfitt and tattings (women's lingerie section) who: @zabinixevelyn
Alecto was certain there was another place where the two could meet, a place that would require more clothing, but giving Evelyn was unattached, and the need for more lingerie, this seemed the best fit. The witch wanders around the closed section, running her fingers along a lace set.
"How has your week been, Eve?" Hazel hues glance over in her direction. "
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where: three broomsticks who: @zabinixevelyn
Thorfinn didn't know how to feel about the plan, but he had to put his trust in Emma, despite the gnawing voice in his head. With the workday ending, he made a small stop before heading back to his manor, and found a table to the side. His drink was placed in front of him, glancing around the room when his eyes fell on the woman that walked through the door.
Evelyn Zabini
He was always quite intrigued with the rumours that followed her, feeling there was more truth behind them. Their eyes locked, his head gesturing to the empty sit beside him, if she cared to join him.
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The idea of settling down never did phase Thorfinn. He knew it would happen when the time was right, and he always thought it would be with Athena. He cared about Emma, and wanted to give them a fair chance to see where things could go between them. His parents seemed to fancy her, certain his mother just wished for him to marry any and give her a grandchild. "It will come when the time is right." He liked to believe at least, before his father was involved. The blonde finished their drink. "I should get to what I am meant to do. It was nice to see you Evelyn."
“Mmm not ready to settle down yet are you.” Evelyn certainly knew the feeling, she had never wanted marriage. However she had known what was expected of her and had not made a fuss, it was only tragedy that both of her late husbands had met unfortunate ends. She wondered how Emma felt about Thorfinn not being eager to marry. She’d have to catch up with Emma soon, see how her friend is doing. “Good, then we won’t have any problems.” She smiled sweetly at him as she lifted her glass and finished off her drink. “Better them than anyone else then.” They were a waste after all, no real loss if that was his choice.
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It did not surprise Thorfinn that Evelyn was friends with Emma, considering how close the pureblood society was, everyone was connected in some way. "Here is hoping I can hold off a little longer before I'm married." That was a conversation Emma and him were having, knowing that her career was important to her, it allowed him to remain without a ring on his finger for a while longer. "I always treat them right." He pointed out, taking a sip of his drink. This was his first relationship since Athena, and the women between, they were always treated in a respectful way, tied to his bed and at his mercy. "Someone has to deal with it." It was in no position to offer it to the witch beside him.
Evelyn had always known what was expected of her, and each time she'd accepted it quietly. Or rather on the outside it had seemed gracious acceptance. She had fought against the idea of monagamy and matrimony in her own quiet little ways. After all, she had a proper image to hold, regardless of what may go on behind closed doors. "It's the pure blood way, it would be a shame for the family names and way of life to disappear." There was a hint of amusement in her voice. "Emma?" She rose an eyebrow as she sat back, shaking her head. "She's a friend. You better treat her right Rowle." Otherwise she could think of a variety of ways she could suggest Emma handle him. "Mmm poor mudbloods, having to be the victim of all that pent up frustration."
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There was a twinkle in her eyes. "I always do love a challenge." A teasing tone to her voice, Alecto knew better than to intervene with the Dark Lords wishes. Evenlyn was few that was able to see this more playful side of her. A quick glance down to the bags in her hand, the other did make a valid point, but was certain they would last longer, her usual standard limited. "There was always something appealing about your home." Usually meant less clothing and hands that wished to explore.
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"I'm not sure even if you have the power to tell the Ministry that they must give me a night off." Evelyn reminded her friend with a laugh. "And while it may be tempting to try, I'd rather like to keep my job." It had been beneficial in her work for the Dark Lord after all. She laughed as Alecto reminded her that she got bored easily, a fact she was well aware of. "Well add what you already have to what you've just bought...it should get you at least through the week." She teased Alecto as she followed her out of the shop and out onto the street. "My place it is. Plenty to drink there." She assured her as she slid her arm into Alecto's and the two of them apparated back to her place.
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"The next event, I shall make sure you are not working. Who else will keep me company at the bar." The sly smile forms on her lips, sliding over the coin to the woman behind the register, taking the handle of the bag in her delicate fingers. "I am merely adding to the collection I have at home. I get bored easily." Alecto preferred to keep her options open, ready for what any night might be presented in front of her. "You know me too well Evie, I always prefer somewhere private." There were two reasons for it, she was rather fond of the company in front of her, and wished not to certain other's in her presence. "Shall we head to yours?"
"Well I can only hope that work won't keep me too busy that I'm unable to join." It was a precarious balance of her work with the ministry and her work for the Dark Lord. It kept her busy, but she had no complaints when it came to proving just how valuable she could be. "Appearances are everything." She agreed. It had been ingrained in her from a young age and she still found it as words to live by. A laugh slipped past her lips when Alecto settled on some sets finally. "Only six?" She teased. "A drink sounds lovely. Off to the pub or somewhere more private?" An offer for Alecto to choose, though there's a coy smile on her lips.
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Thorfinn indulges in his drink, listening to Evelyn speak. A pureblood society had high expectations for them, more than he cared to admit to, and knew his time was limited. He was impressed, for her age, going through two husbands, yet he had not had one wife. "It appears most of us have expectations to adhere to, regardless of how we feel." It was common knowledge now, there was no reason to keep identities a secret. "Emma Vanity." She was attractive, driven and, what mattered to his family, pureblood. "Since I can't do it in my normal manner. Take it out on some mudbloods."
Evelyn took another drink from her glass, shrugging as she set it down once more. "I care little. I am aware of what is expected of me after all. A husband, a child to continue the Zabini name. I have little interest past what is expected of me." Romance, a real marriage where she was expected to be monogamous, that she could happily pass on. It wasn't her fault her first two husbands had been poor choices. The first too old to really be worth anything, and the second far too controlling for her liking. Perhaps the next husband would be more worthwhile. "And which one is that?" She was curious to know who was worthy enough to stop his playboy ways after all. "Is that so? And how do you hope to do that?"
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"I can agree with that." There were many sides of Rabastan that Alecto was fond of, the talents that he held and how he could balance her energy. She appreciated him for all of his darkness. "I am certain there will be something soon enough with summer coming." It also meant it was wedding season and there would be those to attend to. All she could ask for is another year where the focus remained on her brother. "It was beautiful. I had to make sure I planned the part." She stood with six sets of lingerie in her hands. "I think this will do. Fancy a drink?"
"Rabastan has always known how to present himself to other's always so charming when he wants to be." She had been raised much the same way, to present a picture to the public that they wouldn't think to question. She had her own sinister thoughts that sat behind demure, sweet smiles and polite words. She knew Rabastan did too. "Mm I certainly would have picked something stunning, I do love the opportunity dress my best. Alas, I'm sure there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. There are always more parties and events." She reminded her friend with a smile. "I'm sure you looked stunning, you don't need any help from me."
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Thorfinn didn't have the privilege to speak about what he did. He was fine with that, it allowed for conversations to carry more meaning than asking about his job. There was only one that would get what was needed, and that was the Dark Lord. "You don't seem too pleased about that?" He was certain any wizard that was engaged to the Zabini witch might take heed in what might come for him at the end. Though, he did wonder what a night with her might be like. An opportunity that would not come. "It would seem one has captured my attention." Things were good with Emma, different, but good, and that was what he needed in his life. "Though, I could use the chance to get my hands dirty a little."
It was funny to Evelyn that she and Thorfinn knew each other so little. After all, they both worked for the Ministry whilst serving the dark lord. And yet neither knew what work the other was doing for him. It was just as well of course, they all had their missions and purposes to serve. And unless they were work together, it hardly seemed necessary to share details. There was an unlady-like snort at his comment about drinks and she shook her head. "Yes, drinks. Such a fun option." She mused, though her tone sounded dubious. "Oh I imagine it won't be long now. Before the year is out I have no doubt. There's not point in wasting time after all." It mattered little to her, she would have fun regardless if she was married or not. "And what of you? Is the lack of options by choice or force?"
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At the moment, he was going to put his efforts into the cause, doing what he was good at, and spend his evenings how he wished. "That will be something you'll have to wait and find out for yourself." A smirk toys on his features. He couldn't deny the truth to her words, but that didn't mean he had to acknowledge them. They could have stolen away unnoticed, all eyes too busy on the happy couple that married. "I'd like to think no one will pay attention to us." He came to a stop when he felt they were far enough away. "And if it was?" Wanton hues glance down at the witch within his grasp, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her body flush with his. "Doesn't sound like a horrible idea." He felt the night coming to an end and ready to leave soon.
"Oh, and what does that new path entail?" Evelyn wondered if it entailed more torturing of muggles, or perhaps his attempt at a serious relationship. Clearly it hadn't worked thus far, and she never understood why people bothered trying at all. She gave him a droll look, laughter falling from her lips. "Not suspicious? Thorfinn you led me away from the party and down an empty path where no one might see us. Anyone who saw us leave would find that strange." And she was sure at least one person if not many had. There were many always paying attention after all, much as she had been all evening. A quirked eyebrow at the comment, an amused smile lifting her lips. "Is that your intentions, to have me go home with you?"
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"At least out of the two of us, he does keep the proper visage, and when the opportunity presents itself, my true nature does slip through." Rabastan always kept her confined until the time called otherwise. "Depends on how you look at it." Alecto discovered what she needed, even learnt a few secrets and collected a few more to her toy collection. To her, surprisingly, it was a success. "I would have been curious to see what you would have worn." She turns to face Evelyn. "I appreciate your fashion sense." And other parts.
Evelyn's lips twitched in amusement as Alecto looked over at her, knowing precisely what she was doing. If she continued she thought it was possible her friend would end up buying out the whole store. She couldn't help a small snort as Rabastan was mentioned and she nodded. "How proper of him. Then again I suppose appearances should be kept up in public." She would have behaved if she had gone. Would she have stirred things up, given the opportunity? Absolutely. "If that was the most exciting part of the evening I'm not terribly sorry I missed it."
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Thorfinn did what was necessary for the cause, allowing him the opportunity to infiltrate the ministry and work in a department that could provide valuable information. He would rather be doing more of the manual labour, and usually did when the opportunity presented itself. The blonde lifts up his drink. "I have many drink options." And when he was done, he had the option of going to see Emma. "How long do you think they'll wait before letting you know about the next wedding date?" He knew his time was running out, but so far there had been no pressure.
"Mmm well considering the world we're currently living in, I imagine most of those working in the Ministry are having those sorts of days." Not that she was complaining, her work provided the perfect opportunity and cover to continue her work for the Dark Lord. She wanted to be valuable to him, and this was one of the ways she did so. She took another drink from her glass, sitting back as she observed their surroundings. "Oh?" She glanced over at him and wrinkled her nose at the thought. "How unfortunate. It gets boring without options." Married or not, she'd always liked to have options. "Not at the moment, but I'm sure my parents will be eager for another wedding and an heir to the Zabini name sooner rather than later."
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Thorfinn wasn't exactly sure what his old ways were. Even with his old ways there was a silver of hope for himself and Athena, and now, they were nothing. "I'd like to think I am setting on a path of new ways." This time there was no one holding him back fully. "This is what I had to do to steal you away without it being suspicious." He turned around to look at Evelyn, eyes taking in her appearance. "These weddings are dreadful and we must find ways to entertain ourselves, or at least find one to go home with." He had no qualms leaving for the night, especially with the beauty in front of him.
Evelyn slid her arm through his and followed him down the path, a laugh slipping past her lips. "You've said that already." She reminded him. She raised an eyebrow as he informed her that he didn't give a shit, humming in response. "Back to your old ways then Thorfinn?" She gave him a knowing look. She followed him down the path, not surprised to see that there was no one else in sight. As they stepped into the greenhouse she let go of him, taking a step into the space and admiring their surroundings before returning her attention to him. "A little cliche, don't you think?"
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Suggestive hues glance over at Evelyn, drifting between her friend and the sets she wished to try, though mostly taking them all home with her. There was no harm in adding more to her collection. Variety kept for interesting nights. "Rabastan asked. That I should be cordial to those below us." the thought alone made her cringe. "Pity, you could have seen the wizard running in his boxers through the atrium." A sly smirk. "I'm sure he learnt that it's best to keep ones mouth shut at times."
Evelyn’s expression was one of amusement as Alecto rifled through the racks, selecting sets at random. She did not find herself needing to shop, already she had all she could possibly need and more. She liked to keep her closets stocked in preparation of anything and everything. “Oh well the options are endless.” She mused, finding herself a spot against the wall to watch Alecto. She scoffed as Alecto informed her she had been tame at the gala. “That sounds dreadfully boring. So much potential with so many there playing at false niceties. Unfortunately work kept me from being able to attend.”
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"Evelyn," he repeated her name. He was one to respect how others wished to be called. Knuckles rap against the table top. "Seems we both had one of those days." Thorfinn was not allowed to speak about his job, he was one of those unspeakable wizards, considering the department he worked in. He shakes his head with a slight shrug to a solo shoulder. There were days he welcomed the peace before heading home. "I think those ways might be done." He was a wizard who stuck behind some type of morals, though most were corrupt. "Any wizards on your radar?"
An amused smile lit Evelyn’s lips as she felt Thorfinn’s eyes on her. She was use to the looks, whether they were admiring or cautious, it always pleased her. She waved off the official title with a roll of her eyes. “Please, Evelyn.” She corrected. “I’ll leave the official titles to my mother.” A small drink from her glass and she hummed in agreement to his statement. “Oh the usual. Lots of travel currently to make sure portkeys and the floo network are being used properly. A rather boring day on the whole.” Still it gave her plenty opportunity to use her job to the Dark Lords advantage, and in the end that made her work at the ministry more than worth it. “No company today? I’m surprised, I do believe I’m often hearing of various ladies on your arm.”
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