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James shoved a hand through his mess of auburn hair, staring at himself in the mirror. The private jet sat on the runway, the cool air whipping about the aircraft. He had flown several hundred miles to get there, and wasn't about to go to the ball without having freshened up a bit. That would be rude, wouldn't it? James would rather murder someone looking his best. He was almost ready for the nights event, and a smile graced his face. Red nails and raven hair flashed in the back of his mind, and a smile graced his lips as he looked down into the sink. Marceline was something else, he had to admit. She brought him out easier than when Sully was in a rage, though James himself had been mostly in control lately. The other man had gone mostly quiet, chosing only to come to when it was time for work. Other than that he had been letting James have free rein. Possibly because he needed a break? He wasn't sure as he straightened up in the mirror, gazing at himself in the steamed up reflection. The safety razor shone bright in his hand as he slowly lifted it to his face, feeling the sharp blade slide across his soft flesh. It was a smooth shave, slowly carving away the white whips of shaving cream like a shovel through the snow. Tap tap tap. the metal clinked againt the sink, and he went over his face once more. Freshly shaven, he looked several years younger as he ran his hand across his face. A glint in his green eyes showed something dangerous as he thought of tonights upcoming events. Thanks to his time spent as an Auror for the Ministry, he still had some connections. And tonight was the night that they'd get one of the big names off their list. A man by the name of Ian Marskov had brutally tortured and murdered half a village of mud bloods, and luckily, Marceline had gotten a contract for him around the same time the Ministry had called in a favor. Thus them partnering together on this assignment. Though he would give Marceline all the credit of course. After all, he was retired.
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James had finally retreated from the bathroom, dressed in a newly tailored black suit with a white dress shirt beneath. He looked like something designed out of a magazine, one of those Pick your Perfect Man type things. A smile graced his face as he looked to Miss Hathaway, who stood admiring him from the doorway. "How do I look, ma?" he asked the woman. Miss Hathaway had been there for them since their mother died, and James, unlike Sulyy, had gotten used to calling her mom. It was a weird thing, such a dangerous and violent man to be so gentle and compassionate with such a small and frail woman. Miss Hathwaway smiled at him, a pale hand reaching up to fix his hair. "You be careful, Jamie. I don't want you two to get hurt," she was referring to Sully of course. It was mostly his body after all. "I will. Don't worry about me. There is some money on the table so that you can have the night off. Try not to worry, okay?" he said as he leaned down, kissing the middle aged woman on the cheek. SHe shook her head at him, slapping his shoulder playfully as he left the jet and stepped out onto the runway, taking the black leather briefcase as it was handed to him. The clasps flew open, and he grinned at the contents inside. A long steel blade embedded in a bone handle lay inside, along with a silenced gun, magically charmed handcuffs courtesy of Hiccup, and of course his favorite. A thick obsidian blade embedded in a elderwood handle. The same knife he had used when he first encountered Marceline. Definitely be needing this. James smirked to himself, tucking each individual weapon into secret compartments of his suit.
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Across town, music beat from Le Nocturne, the venue that was holding the ball that he and Marceline would be attending. There was more that went on in the club that the police, or the Ministry, cared to talk about. It was a place protected by both wizards and muggles alike. The place reeked of cigarettes and expensive perfume as people passed thorugh its doors, the fog around it shifting for a second to reveal its true center. Enchanted Golden lIons sat upon the roof, watching out over the venue with their stone eyes, forever posed in a pounce, ready to strike. James stood in line to get in, tickets in hand as he waited for Marceline to arrive. She had gone ahead to secure a spot for them to do their uh, business. James shifted in his spot, fingrs brushing along his wand tucked into his sleeve. The area was crowded, everyone dressed to the nines and wearing their most exclusive jewelry. No one was allowed in unless they had a ticket, and those ran extremely expensive. That is unless you were James. This was one time where he could proudly flash his money, not that he wanted to. But it was an exclusive party, an extremely expensive event for the wizarding worlds finest and darkest. And it was exactly where Ian would be. He wouldn't be able to pass up the chance to heist such an event. Lost in his thoughts, he was startled as feminine hands were suddenly on him, wrapping around from behind, long red nails grazing against the front of his suit. A smile graced his chiselled face as his strong hand closed over the feminine one. "Hello, Marceline." he purred as he slowly turned around.
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Marceline Abadeer, How to get away with murder!
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"God, I'm so nervous. I hate dates. Why did I do this to myself?" Sully growled, looping his belt through his black trousers. He had finally convinced the Beauxbatons DIvinations professor to go out with him, and already he was regretting even asking. Not because he didn't like her or didn't want to go. On the contrary, it was just he was never really good at sitting and talking about himself. Or sitting. Or talking. The image of her blushing and finally saying yes played over in his head again and again, and he was reminded of why he wanted to go. That smile. That laugh. She was a force to be reckoned with, meeting him stride for stride with each witty remark, dirty comment, each flirtatious look. The thing that stuck with him the most was that fiery hair, flowing around her like a fire against the snow. Her blue eyes had gazed into his green, and something flooded over him. It had been alcohol, he'd spilled his drink all over himself after being knocked by Clint as he played with Nox. Buttoning the last button on his purple dress shirt, he smiled at himself in the mirror before turning to his housekeeper and closest friend, Miss Hathaway. "How do i look?" he asked the woman. She gave him an approving grin, "Terrible, wear the light blue one. Also don't make a fool out of yourself." Oh Miss Hathaway, always so demanding.
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Sully glanced at his watch. 6:55p.m Five minutes. Five minutes until he once again saw the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life. Five minutes until he saw a coworker that he'd never met before a party, until she had stumbled her way into his estate. He swallowed heavily, glancing down at the crumpled paper in his lap. Lumos Cafe in Paris. 7:00pm. Well, he of course had gotten there early. When he and Theresa had met that fateful night in June, he had come off as arrogant. A playboy (he was). An inconsiderate asshole who just wouldn't leave her alone. He'd be a gentleman one minute, then the next he'd be making a joke about her sitting on his face. Well, it was a good place to sit. But he wanted to see her again, didn't want her to just be a one time fling. Oh god, shut up. You're going to make me puke. Shut up, James. YOU make me want to puke. I don't want to be here. Then shut the fuck up and go away. the tall man sighed heavily, pressing his fingers against his brow to ease the tension there. He'd begged and pleaded to get this date, going to Theresa's classroom everyday after school untill she'd finally said yes. She was the DIvination professor at Beauxbatons, so they worked extremely different hours. But, they had lunch the same time. And every day on his lunch break for the past two weeks, he would sneak over to her classroom to see what was up. And everytime, what he saw surprised him. She would gaze at the crystal ball on her desk, finger sliding along the glass almost longingly. What a strange girl, he would think. But once, he actually saw what she was looking at in that magical ball. Him. Sully. The dashing smile, the rougishly handsome face, that auburn hair. It was most definitely him. But that wasn't even what surprised him. The ball showed what she desired most. And while it was him, it was also her. Him holding her. Touching her. Kissing her.... Sully swallowed heavily and adjusted himself in his chair, foot beginning to tap nervously as the clock ticked down.
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Sully glanced up as he heard the door open, but in walked just another muggle. Maybe you got stood up. Well, it was possible. She could have gotten scared, changed her mind. He may have messed up his only shot with her and he'd regret it forever if he did. The waitress came and refilled his cup, the third one of the evening. 6:58pm He stared uninterestedly at the waitress as she winked at him and gently patted his shoulder before she walked away. He mumbled something like a "not my type sweetheart" as she walked by, but his eyes darted back to the door as it opened again, the bell going off like an alarm in his head as he waited to see who came through the door.
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Rowan Alexander Cheshire
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<h1>Basics</h1>

<h2>Name</h2> <h3>Rowan Alexander Cheshire</h3>
<h2>Age</h2> <h3>Thirt-two</h3>
<h2>Member Group</h2> <h3>List here (IN WORDS NOT HEX CODE, that goes a little further up!)</h3>
<h2>Pref. Pronoun</h2> <h3>They/them</h3>
<h2>Face Claim</h2> <h3>Matt Smith</h3>
<h2>Sexual Orientation</h2> <h3>Pansexual</h3>

<h1>Career/Schooling</h1>

<h2>Occupation</h2> <h3>Flying Professor</h3>
<h2>Workplace/School</h2> <h3>Beauxbatons</h3>
<h2>Class</h2> <h3>House for Hogwarts, dormitory for Beauxbatons, current set/graduation set for Durmstrang + Year in school</h3>

<h1>Magic</h1>

<h2>Blood Status</h2> <h3>List here (Pureblood, halfblood, muggleborn, other, unknown?) </h3>
<h2>Wand</h2> <h3>List here (Wood, Core, Length) </h3>
<h2>Boggart</h2> <h3>List here (What is their greatest fear?)</h3>
<h2>Patronus and memory</h2> <h3>List here (Even if they can't perform it, what would it be, and what memory would they use to conjure it?)</h3>
<h2>Dementor-induced memory</h2> <h3>List here (If a dementor made them relive their worst memory, what would it be?)</h3>
<h2>Mirror of Erised</h2> <h3>List here (What deep desire would they see in the mirror?)</h3>

<h1>Player</h1>

<h2>Alias</h2> <h3>List here</h3>
<h2>Timezone</h2> <h3>List here</h3>
<h2>Contact</h2> <h3>List here</h3>
<h2>Other Characters</h2> <h3><a href="LINK TO ACTIVE THREAD">Listed with links to active threads</a></h3>

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<h1>PERSONALITY</h1>
Describe your character's personality. Use < p> tags to separate paragraphs. Alternatively, delete this header and write a freestyle application.

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<h1>HISTORY</h1>
Describe your character's history. Use < p> tags to separate paragraphs. Alternatively, delete this header and write a freestyle application.

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<h1>CONNECTIONS</h1>
List any and all connections between this interpretation of the character and their original canon.

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Introduce your shipper here.

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<h2>LOVERS</h2>
Fill in for lovers.

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<h2>ENEMIES</h2>
Fill in for enemies.

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<h2>OTHER</h2>
Fill in for any other relationships.

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