Meeting and Training [Rowan, Dylan, James]

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Benjamin had totally missed on the day. Truly he believed that there would not have been any classes on the 1st of April. Then again, things worked out different as planned. And if there was one thing that could trigger off something in the Potions master was when things didn’t go the way he predicted them to go. So the students had to suffer the most of it, every dork who even tried to pull off an April fools prank, got the worst of it. So the meeting had to be moved a day. Merlin knows how his life ended up being this mess.

Standing in front of his once family shop, he felt even more robbed from his life than he already did. The only thing he had left was his passion and goal for this world, and there was no way that he was giving that up to. Even if it meant to train some annoying kids, so be it. They are all at the same side after all. Good recruits were always welcome. Opening the door of the shop, he almost felt nostalgic. Before looking up to the two men who were already present(Rowan and Dylan work here), he let his fingers slide over the wooden stands and glass cabins with the strangest dark arts.

Noticing the Hand of Glory, he halted before it and grinned a little to himself. “I see this damned thing still isn’t sold. Even after all those years.” He talked to himself and turned his way to the two men present in the room. “Sorry, it was rude of me to ignore the two of you. I am Burke, Benjamin Burke, I used to run this shop along with Mr. Borgin ten years ago, before it became his alone.” He said with his usual polite voice and even tried to move his grumpy face into a forced smile.

[James Dillion Halsey]

James was not happy, having training moved around was something he worked with Gabe about, but in the end, he had wanted to use the free day to hang out with his boyfriend, which really did not turn out in the best of ways, obviously. Leaving a note for Gabe, he apperated for the book store in Knockturn Alley. Walking into the building, he kept out his wand, he tried to remove the annoyed look from his face before Benjamin noticed it. "Here..my bad I was late. Didn't realize it was moved to today." James half grumbled, even though he knew this was a good thing for him to be here, he would have wanted to have come here by choice than by force.

"So what are we doing today?" James wanted to get the day on move, he wanted to get started. He had energy to burn. He hoped that Gabe wasn't mad that he left without talking to him, while James didn't need permission, he knew Gabe got worried when he left without saying anything. Especially since what he was leaving to go do.

(Sorry it's short)

[James Dylan Davenport]

Dylan was supposed to have his day off that day but due to the fact that they were supposed to have a training session made Dylan groan inside his head. He and Rowan weren't close at all. Though he got along well enough with the other, they had too. The store wasn't THAT big and Rowan was the manager. Dylan had his head planted on the counter's table when an older man had come in and looked around. Dylan watched him for a few moment before he had introduced himself. Dylan's eyes widen in surprise. The mas was Benjamin Burke himself. The old co-owner of Borgin and BURKE's!! He swallowed.

"It's alright sir. I'm James Dylan Davenport. Dylan to everyone. And yeah, its still here. I've been hear for almost a year now and no one has dared to buy it. Many admire it but none have the guts to ask to have it." he said as he shrugged. Then the door opened again and another came in. Dylan didn't have to ask who was the other. It was obviously James which made him groan again. The idea of them being gather was now sinking in to Dylan's mind: training.

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Rowan sat on the old wooden counter a knife in hand casually cutting chunks of red juicy apple off as he watched over the store, it wasn't a busy day just like any other day of the week. If anything he couldn't help but wonder why Borgin even bothered to employ others to work. Today it was only him in the shop and he seemed to be coping perfectly by himself.

Chewing on the sweet fresh fruit, he cocked his eyebrow as a gentleman entered the shop. He'd been expecting a person since the training was declared to be today of all days but this man seemed different to the others... maybe that was what made him stood out more. Nodding slightly he swallowed as James began he speak, "somehow just creeps people out.... odd really." Turning the knife upside down, he slammed it into the desk so that the blade stood solo in the wood. "So you must be him then," Rowan laughed more to himself then the others as he ran his hands through his long hair...

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Another person entered and Ben acknowledged him by nodding towards the person. Good it seemed that everyone was here now. “Easy boy.” Benjamin said calmly to the young man who entered after him. “First we need to lock off everything and make sure nobody is listening. I don’t fancy going back to that place.” By that place he meant Azkaban of course, though the young men maybe would not understand it. Still he had become more careful than ever. So he proceeded with a silencing charm, locking the door and may protective charms.

Slightly smiling to both employers of the shop he shrugged. “Hmm I think it is quite charming actually. Guess a lot of people think otherwise, too bad.” The hand was a special thing, it gave light to only the person who held it. However it seemed that people didn’t like the idea of holding a dead hand. Frowning a little as one of the men slammed a knife in a desk, he walked towards him and pulled it out. “Don’t damage other people their property, son. Unless you hold a grudge against the person.” He growled a little as he smacked the knife flat on the table before him. “And what do you even need muggle tools for? You are a wizard act like one.” He schooled the young man. Feeling slightly disappointed that Donovan has set him up to train these children. Except for maybe Dylan their attitude was questionable and totally not like the noble pure blood attitude that he was used to.

“Okay, listen up. I have no clue why I have to train you newbies but whatever.” He said as he crossed his arms, having his usual grumpy face on. “So my specialties are gaining information and tracking people down and annihilate the enemies. Two very important things. I have many more but these are the ones which matter for me the most. So I guess we will start with the whole gaining information point.” Seeking for a chair to sit in, he found a familiar one made out of human leather. Truly this shop was full of lugubrious items. Though he decided to sit on it anyway, it was not like he had never seen of felt a dead person. Benjamin could not care less. “So we always need to be one, no three steps ahead of our enemy. That is how wars are won. We need to know everything about them, how they would react in certain situations and such.”

His eyes went from person to person, to check if they were listening. “So I am going to question you guys. You are in a mission and one of your mates has screwed up and an auror is tracking him down. So tell me, what would you do?” Taking out a small iron drinking bottle that was kept in his pocket, he opened it and tried to drink it. Merlin this stuff was gross, he could never get used to the taste of it. The idea of drinking it every day of the week just gave him goosebumps. Pulling off a disgusted face, as he drank it, he gave the young death eaters some time to think.

[James Dillion Halsey]

James couldn't help but be offended by how the older man spoke to them, it wasn't like James asked to have training, it wasn't like it was his fault that the guy had to be here. Couldn't the asshole at least act like grown up about it and at least act like he was doing his job with a little pride? Narrowing his eyes at Benjamin, James moved closer into the shop looking around, but didn't say anything as the man continued boarding up the shop. Looking to the knife Rowan put in the desk, James wanted to roll his eyes, what difference did it make where the knife was put? It wasn't something that in Benjamin's ownership. He finally spoke up, thinking very little of the man that was supposed to be their trainer, "What difference does it make where he puts the blade? He works her in the least, you're an outsider coming in, telling him how to be in his work." James's eyes didn't move from Ben's.

Blinking he watched as the man moved around, James couldn't help the dislike for the man, maybe it was because it was training and James just didn't want to think of himself as needing help. Hoping up on the desk, sitting on it to listen to what was being said and still be comfortable enough that he didn't need to stand the entire time. Raising an eyebrow, he thought about the question. What would he do? "Kill the auror and take the body." To James is was as simple as that, "Then kick yours mates ass for getting in that situation."

[James Dylan Davenport]

Dylan watched as Mr. Burke addressed the other. He contained a snort behind his hand and threw out all emotions and had his poker face on. Dylan shrugged a bit but had to agree. The artifact was indeed unique if not mysterious and dark. "Not everyone see it the way most do, Mr. Burke." was all Dylan said and went back to listening. However, it did not take long for his boss to be himself and act like he was better than everyone else who breath the same air as he did. But Dylan wasn't going to say it outloud of course. Rowan stabbed the table, Mr. Burke reprimanded and the other whined like a little girl. Dylan simply watched and kept his comments to himself.

The other was being a bit rude. Yes, Mr. Burke no longer owned part of Borgin and Burkes but that didn't mean he couldn't be concerned for how the new staff managed the shop and everything inside it. When Mr. Burke reminded them that they were wizards and for them to act like one, he had to agree. Why bother with muggle toys when magic is more faster. Add the fact that muggles can't fight back was much more amusing in Dylan's mind. He shook his head discreetly to go back to listening. Tracking? Gaining information? Sounds like it was right up Dylan's alley. It made him finally smirk. Then a question was posted next. Indeed, what would Dylan do. The other answered rather stupidly in Dylan's silent opinion.

"If you have even a small window of chance, try to remove the tracker. Yes, they had screwed up but if they got captured, it would mean worse for the rest who would be able to get away. The information they have alone might be obtained by the enemy and used against us. If the tracker can't be erased, I agreed with him." Dylan said as he gestured to James. "Kill the Auror first, the tracking charm will end when the the caster is dead. And then make sure that a higher in rank knows about the blunder and suggest that the ones who made the mistake be punished for their failure. Discreetly of course. No need for someone to hex you behind your back for blabbing." he answered with an innocent smile on his face that promised blood shed and carnage when released.