more than a warning

black sheep, have you any soul? || elizabeth avery. twenty four. hit wizard. || dependent rp associated with noxtms

[eliizabethavery]

dragonw​.

for all she is evasive, they are just as stubborn. the ring is looked at with sharp eyes as she withdraws her hand from the pocket and examines the ring on her finger. some things RADIATE darkness - is it uncharitable to say that charlie isn’t sure if it’s the RING or the young woman before them doing just that. she slips it off and they look at it for a long, quiet moment. “magical or muggle?” they pry a little further. “my brother is a cursebreaker - i can have him take a look at it, if you’d like. see what’s going on, possibly nullify it, and then i could return it to you.” charlie plans on asking bill about it no matter what, trying to discover just what is going on with it. after a beat a small bag - containing currently a few galleons and little else - is withdrawn from a pocket and opened, charlie motioning with their head for her to drop the ring into it rather than handing it over.

   She couldn’t show any hesitance. She didn’t want to give them her ring but they were very persistent. Annoyingly so. Eliza didn’t know who they were but she knew that they weren’t going to take very well if she said she’d look into it herself so she took the ring off of her finger and held it in between her index and thumb. “Magical. They just opened in Diagon Alley.”  Eliza gave a slight nod as she looked down at the small bag that they took out. She then reached forward and let the ring drop into it, “I would greatly appreciate that. I really like it and would like to continue wearing it.” She knew though with the way that they were looking at her that they weren’t too convinced. “I’m Elizabeth by the way.. I go by Eliza however.” She reached out to shake their hand. Manners first, right?

[eliizabethavery]

dragonw​.

how odd. charlie frowns, just a little, and looks at her for a long, quiet moment. it is the PATENTED older sibling who is fairly sure you’ve gotten into something look, one charlie has perfected over the years. teeth gnaw the inside of their cheek for a moment before they tilt their head, just slightly, to the left. “where did you get it?” voice comes out easy even if it is a test, a probing question in an effort to figure out what is going on. “if someone’s selling cursed goods without advertising them correctly, that’s pretty fucked up.” it’s an EASY OUT, and they want to see if she’ll take it.

   Big blue eyes stare up at them without wavering. Eliza brings out her hand from her pocket and stares down at the gem as if to try and see what they were referring to. She doesn’t like the way he’s looking at her. It reminds her too much of Jared. It reminds her too much of all the times he tried to get her to open up to him only for it to end up in a bland conversation about how school was going. It’s meant as a means for her to walk into and either confess or allow herself to be ‘saved’. Eliza blinks and makes a face, “I found it at an antique shop. I didn’t think anything of it but it did call my attention because of the green emerald being as that is my birthstone.” No hesitation in her words. No averting her eyes and no pause or stuttering of words. She took the ring off once more, “Would you like to keep it? You seem to know so much more about this than me..” 

[eliizabethavery]

thalassophiile​.

as soon as her fingers touch the metal of the ring something tells her that she shouldn’t have. an unfamiliar sense of dread creeps up on her and makes her feel on edge, like something BAD could happen at any moment ( flight or fight response kicking in and all ) but she has no idea what is wrong… after all aura has never had first hand experience with cursed objects, something she thinks is extremely lucky… considering, well, everything that happened during her school years. the discomfort on her features is crystal clear, senses overwhelmed by the powers of the object until she hears the other. “oh? yeah, of course,” the ring is out of her grasp and it’s like everything that happened in the few seconds of contact had been on her mind only, which is nothing but disconcerting, she shakes her head trying to get rid of any lingering aversion. “i was actually trying to give it to you… um, it’s a nice design…”

    It’s always interesting to see how someone reacts to a cursed object. It’s like they enter this sort of trance and it always leaves her in awe to see the look on their faces. This woman was no different. She could see there was this sort of cloud that overcame her for a moment. She wondered what was going through her mind. Maybe being around cursed objects so often, it didn’t affect her as badly as others. Maybe she really just wasn’t a very good person to her core. Who knows? Eliza took the ring back from her with such ease as she slipped it back onto her ring finger. She smiled and stretched her fingers out once she had it on. “It really is beautiful, huh? Are you alright? You seem to have seen a ghost.”

[eliizabethavery]

dragonw​.

they blink in response to the question, looking down to the ring slipped first onto her finger and then hidden away in her pocket. HUH. something is off. when one lives among DRAGONS, one learns to trust the feeling at the base of their spine and the pit of their stomach - the feeling of being around something DANGEROUS. brows draw together and charlie leans back on their heels, hands sinking into the pockets of their own jacket as a quiet hum is given in first response. “it’s cursed,” they answer evenly, “not sure with WHAT, but it would probably be best to have someone take a look at it - who knows what sort’a thing stuff like that can do to you.”

    Her brows furrowed as they stared at her with a look of... distrust? Suspicion? She kept her hands in her pockets because she was sure that he’d be caught in the trance of the ring all over again if she brought it out. Eliza didn’t show any sign of getting defensive. She had experience keeping herself in check from prying eyes. She tilted her head slightly to the right at the evident fact that she was well aware of. “Cursed? I’ve had it for weeks.. it hasn’t given me any issues.”

[eliizabethavery]

dragonw​.

charlie is well-acquainted with cursed items. they show up at the sanctuary from time to time, especially after a dragon is on occasion wrangled in by some third party who carries with them all manner of odd magical items. the ring they hold now is clearly something similar, some dreadful feeling crawling up their spine the longer they look down at the item. a voice breaks through and charlie blinks at her. “oh,” hand thrusts forward to offer the ring on a palm, “why - are you sure you’re okay carrying it around?”

   Eliza reached and took the ring from him, slipping it onto her ring finger as she sprawled her fingers out in front of her to admire the ring. She peeked up at him when he asked her if she was okay with it. Eliza simply feigned innocence again. She nodded as she stuffed her hands into the pockets of her coat. “It’s a rather beautiful ring, don’t you think?” She asked with a very soft tone of voice, “I don’t think there’s really anything wrong with it. At least.. I don’t feel anything weird about it. I’m assuming.. that wasn’t the case for you?”

[eliizabethavery]

    Cursed objects were always a favorite thing of Eliza. Even more so, she liked to collect them from time to time. The ring she carried with her from time to time had slipped out of her pocket by accident. It was a beautiful ring with an emerald gem. The curse of the object was weak enough that it had no effect on her. She felt the absence of the ring as she patted her pocket to put it back on after finishing her paper work for her last case. She turned around to see the plain discomfort on the other’s face who had picked up her ring, her eyebrows raised and her innocent yet somehow off putting smile stretched over her features. “Oops, that’s mine. Mind giving it back?”

location: outside of the ministry status: open