veni, vidi, vici.

Riley Watson 32 years old Deputy Head of Department of Mysteries Almost-Loyal to the Ministry Durmstrang Institute Alumni "The [ l i a r ] takes a lot less Time to decide on his saunter Have you got itchy b o n e s And in all your time alone Can you hack your mind being riddled with the w r o n g m e m o r i e s."

[unspeakableweasley]

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[watsonriley]

You can dominate the game cause I’m tough I don’t play around that often When I do, I’m a freak So you’d better believe I like it rough

[adriannaselwyn-blog]

Left them on your table under about 20 wards adjusted so that only you or Miss Watson can access them before I left the Ministry.

[watsonriley]

20 may have been a bit excessive but I can hardly blame you for being over-cautious. Still, thank you for handing them in on time. Apologies for having interrupted you at your house.

[iansmolderholic]

[adriannaselwyn-blog]

I don’t know, I never doubt your actions. But since you’ve come here with a reason, I’d like to know what it is.

[watsonriley]

Work, papers, deadlines, highly important - sound familiar?

[adriannaselwyn-blog]

No, of course not, Mr. Watson. My apologies.

Did you need something?

[watsonriley]

Would I come here without reason?

[watsonriley]

Take a deep breath | Riley & Annabelle

[gingerbelleanna]

“MERLIN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Annabelle yelled after receiving an unwelcome wake-up call. She hated yelling at people – truly. But there was only one way to react to being woken with a drenched face, and that was with some form of anger. Because she was angry. Her hands pulled the covers up to her face in order to mop up the liquid. There was no need for this. All she had done was help, give and risk a few things here and there and this was how she was repaid. Fantastic. Now she was even thinking selfishly.  “Just, just give me a minute.” She put her hand out as a gesture to hold on. Then she climbed out of bed and rubbed her eyes with the balls of her hands, followed by a yawn and a stretch. 

Annabelle pointed towards an armchair across the side of the room, where she expected Riley to sit. Then she made her own way over there before placing herself not far from the chair, opposite it, on the floor with her legs crossed. She hadn’t another chair and this conversation wasn’t going to take place on her bed. “First of all, I’m very sorry for shouting at you just now, I was angry for being woke up in such a rude manner. Second of all, I’m sorry you had to wake up here in an unfamiliar surrounding but you told me to which makes it sort of your idea. But I’m more than willing to take the wrap for that part if you don’t want to believe it.” She yawned again, rubbed her nose with the back of her hand and waited for Riley to speak.

He was still waiting for an explanation, one that Annabelle hadn’t given him yet. The problem was how she was going to word it, how she was going to be able to make this seem less of a fake story. “I was walking home from work, from a client, and um.” She stuttered from there on, trying to gather her story together. Lying wasn’t going to help; Annabelle knew her habits were easy to spot especially the bright red face. “Long story short, you and some man were at eachother’s throats and it was getting increasingly difficult to get either of you to stop. Being small and pretty feeble, neither of you bothered to listen to me. Oh! There was another man, but he was on the sidelines just waiting for it to be over. He was a friend of the other man. Anyway, I used stupefy on you both but I didn’t want to leave you there. The other man was taken away by his friend, and I didn’t know where to take you. I probably should have taken you to your sister, but it was late and I have no idea where she lives. Or where you live. I’m very sorry. And I didn’t mean to end up sleeping in the same bed as you, I planned to sleep on the floor but as soon as I got you on the bed I practically fell asleep to.” She talked fast, even when she was telling the truth. Partially the truth anyway. “I’m sorry. You can go now.”

[watsonriley]

"Don't yell at me," Riley snapped, "I'm not exactly happy right now either. I wake up, everything smells of werewolf and it isn't exactly pretty. Especially now you're soaked in water. But that's my fault. Your mattress is horrifying too." He had decided it wasn't best to argue with Annabelle, only to argue anyway - not a huge problem, after all she was generally compliant and kept her mouth shut when other people spoke. That's what he thought anyway. He'd also thought Annabelle never raised her voice over usual speaking volume, which had turned out to be a wrong assumption. So he followed her orders to sit on the unappealing arm chair, his eyes constantly watching her in case she tried anything. Of course, it would have been hilarious if she did but Riley was starting to feel the 'Miss Sunshine' personality was a mask.

Until she apologized. He continued to simply watch her movements, frowning as she rubbed her nose with the reverse of her hand. She kept quiet - was it his turn to speak? "Allergies, Lucky?" Probably not the best thing he was supposed to say in reply, in fact it wasn't useful at all to this situation but he had nothing else on his mind. What she was about to say could change that, but until then Riley had nothing to discuss. He wanted answers, not a general chit-chat with this girl. That was reserved for friends, or people that came close to it anyway.

Everything she said came out in a blur; fortunately Riley managed to catch most of it and fill in the rest in his head. "Okay." He said simply as he tried to get his head around the situation and the reasons for his mind being scattered about the events. "I'm not leaving until I get the full story." There may have been some truth to what she'd said - he did remember the man from last night, not exactly in the most positive light. Yet a stunning spell did not cause a person to lose events recent to them. He would know, plenty times at school he was on the receiving end of one of them. Trust the red-head to lie to him - wasn't she above that?

[adriannaselwyn-blog]

I have no idea why you’re here, but try not to get lost, hm? I can’t imagine what kind of apparation mistake you could have made to land at my doorstep.

[watsonriley]

I don't make mistakes, thank you.

[unspeakableweasley]

In the end everything collides || Careers

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[watsonriley]

Working with everyone would have been much easier if they had common ground other than their wealth and skill. Riley had been watching each of them as he sat quietly, packing things as instructed. At some point they were going to split up, and at this rate it was going to be sooner rather than later. They needed to avoid that, otherwise too many people would be off on their own. Unfortunately, Riley hadn't picked up on anything he could play with to make them stay. This activity they were about to embark on seemed to do the job for now. They'd just have to keep themselves occupied as long as possible. If they split up too early, they wouldn't have as strong chance at getting people out of the Games. Riley got back to his feet, stood aside his District partner and nodded for her to lead the way.

[unspeakableweasley]

In the end everything collides || Careers

Now Dominique understood why there was a large section of open cave above them. She’d almost forgotten about the body pick-up. Once the bodies were removed, Dominique searched the area with her eyes to see where tributes could have possibly ran to. Unfortunately, tributes didn’t come to them. So they would have to track them down soon. “What did you get?” She asked, turning to her fellow Careers. Dominique hadn’t grabbed much mostly because she knew everyone else would have ran away with simpler things instead of going deep inside to get something they wanted. This left them with the more valuable stuff. 

[chloetorres]

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[watsonriley]

Riley had grabbed a spear quite early in the bloodbath, managed to ward people off the supplies he wanted to keep and it had gone perfectly well. After that he'd been waiting for the place to get cleaned up, the bodies were kind of in the way but they weren't bothering him too much. He'd left the group to check out different exits, how many there were and he'd tracked roughly which tributes had gone through. He'd kept track of those with the highest points who were not currently his allies, as those were the ones he felt needed to be taken care of the most. At the same time, the ones with the lowest points who hadn't already met their fate in the bloodbath. Then they finished with things here, they could pack up and get ready to go hunting for either water, food or for other tributes. The latter the most likely, as the first two seemed to me taken care of and he didn't doubt his sponsors would take care of it if he needed something. 

When he rejoined the other careers, Riley ignored them when they spoke even though Dominique had been his District partner. "We should get out of here, find something to do. Don't want to get boring now, do we?" He let out an airy laugh. "Everyone's going to be finding a place to hide and set up camp. We've got this place, they won't be here for some time until they run out of supplies. Still, take everything you need when we start to move on. Better safe than sorry." 

[niansomerhalder]

Ian Somerhalder - Esquire China (March 2014)

[deanflint]

Wait, wait. Slow down. Explain that again, slowly, because I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.

[watsonriley]

I only asked you for your name.

[ingridrye]

Isn’t this against the law?

[watsonriley]

Remind me of the first and last time you read and understood every single law.

[brittonic-blog-deactivated20201]

How damn hard is it to keep the bludger away from the seeker? Looks like my team needs some extra practice on top of the heavy work load.

[watsonriley]

Some?

[estelle-robinson-deactivated201]

Do we really need to do this?

[watsonriley]

Do we really need to do this?

[estelle-robinson-deactivated201]

I’m sure that’s already confirmed.

[watsonriley]

That's no surprise.

[estelle-robinson-deactivated201]

Does this mean I have an excuse to play pranks on people today? Or am I going to be scolded -if they go correctly- for being a right bitch?

[watsonriley]

If you want to confirm that you are a brat, go ahead and play a prank.

[ingridrye]

Trust me, my sentiments towards the night round out to apathy. I’m only here because of social obligation.

[watsonriley]

At least we have something in common. I was dreading a partner who was overly buoyant.