Friends For Sale?

[Edward Neill]

*NOTE: sorry if the post sucks, It's my first one here at HNZ*
Edward was walking around the Village of Brightstone doing some browsing as he often loved doing. He had just moved back to New Zealand from Scotland and not much had changed. A new minister was being elected and a new wizarding mall had opened. Other than that, it was basically new shopkeepers and many new faces whom he had never seen before in his life. The truth was, he needed some friends. He was a friendless body here. Out in Scotland he was very well known by the public. However, here, he was known nothing more than, 'an adult.' He so poorly wished he'd meet somebody around his age, but he saw only that of youth and elderly. Nobody middle-aged. Infact, he almost seemed a tad bit out of place. That did not let him be bothered though. He would make his current home the best. He intended to stay here and never move again. However, he always kept in mind the possibility of making enemies, but decided that wouldn't happen, as he was the friendly type and had made few enemies in his entire lifetime.

As he walked, he stopped at a vendor and retrieved some butterbeer. It was one of his favorite drinks and he believed one would be delightful right about now. It was 2:30 and it seemed to him more people were getting off work and comming around. He saw more and more people his age, but most of them didn't even bother to greet him. Instead they walked looking straight ahead with disgruntled expressions on their faces. He did not have to work. He was retired early do to the extreme wealth he aquired with the business he created. And Owl shop which got much business. However he sold it so it was no longer his. Someone over in Scotland owned it now.

Time went on and the sea of people began to thin. He grew tired of walking and sat down at a nearby bench watching the different types of people walk by. One in a while a teenage group would pass uttering disturbing words and talking about the dark arts. Other times business looking men would pass by whom were more than likely from the Ministry of Magic. Edward believed to work in the Ministry must be the dullest job. He always thought being a shopekeeper was one of the more fun jobs. However that was his opinion.

 

[Raziel Black]

Raziel walked out of one of the nearby shop in the area after placing a small order of odds and ins to be sent to the family home some time in the next couple of days. Tommorow he would be off again with Andros campainging and Jac was at the castle late the next couple of nights with the school year coming to an end and all the exams, she would be to busy to stop at the store. Raziel had dropped Gabe offf at the sitter so that he could run by the office and do a little paper work and a few small errands. The weather was getting a little colder these days and so he would need a jacket or a few longer robes for the fall season but that was here nor there what he need now was a small break. Raziel walked over to a nearby street vendor and bought a small bottle of water and then looked around for a place to sit.

Raziel spotted an open seat next to an older man and decided it was a perfect spot to sit, with his other option being a table of rather sad looking table of kids in all black with crazy hair styles. Raziel had been an Auror for years and new better than to sit with kids who looked like that, besided being akward the kids were usually upto no good and Raziel was not in the mood to bust them on whatever petty trouble they may have or wil have so he head for the bench. The man who was sitting there seemed well mannered and from the look of his clothes he was also established or at lease gave the appearance of someone well off. This would be a good time to try and socialize with someone his own age, Raziel and his wife were always looking to extened thier connection finding that friends in all parts of the social ladder was good to have.

" Anyone sitting here?" Raziel asked in his deep voice and american accent.

 

[Edward Neill]

Edward noticed a younger man than he walking towards him. He first looked at a table filled with delinquints and Edward saw that he quickly decided aganst sitting there. He was a fairly tall and musculer fellow whom seemed nice enough. However, Edward never judged anyone until he had talked with them. The man asked Edward if someone was sitting there. Edward paused and acted startled to hide that he was indeed watching him from the distance. "Oh forgive me! No, there is nobody sitting there my good fellow. You look rather familiar. Have you always lived here?" He asked. "Oh heavens! Before I forget, My name is Edward. Sorry for not intruducing myself right away. I'm a bit dull in the head from this terrible age."

Edward now noticed he had on black sunglasses and a suit. He looked important. But then again, he could just be there to sell him something. He hated it when people would act important and then turn out to be a fraud. It just fried him. Compared to the man, Edward looked rather shabby. He was wearing loose-fit jeans, dark brown shoes, a sweater, and pilot shades. It was his usual getup, and fit him comfortably. Clothes were not something he was terribly in to.

 

[Raziel Black]

Raziel smiled as he sat down the man seemed rather nice, however the man knew of Raziel and that made him a little weary. Raziel was not use to people who knew of him especially when he did not know anythign about the person in question. Raziel turned to face the man as he addressed him face to face "Nice to meet you Edward,As for living here I grew up in the states my parents were well known for there hospitals and in the medical professions." Raziel said hoping that if the guy did know of him that that piece of information would help him jog his memory. Raziel waited to see if that did anything before he tried a different tactic.