Post by Rainer Greyback on Mar 14, 2013 1:02:45 GMT -5
Rainer had to pick up a parcel which was to be sent to Bobby, something which looked innocent enough but would help him in his mission. Rainer had heard that Borgin and Burkes had these toys for children which, looked like a normal toy but was actually a recording device which, with an outside feed streamed to a machine which took in the voice and visuals and saved them. It was some new muggle technology that the old wizard stocked in for wizards who wanted to peek on people or watch them, so Rainer was more than happy to order one, customizing it in the shape of a dark brown wolf, just like Bobby.
He walked down the street, his towering frame making the old hags scuttle away from their usual haggling spot by the corner, their shrieks echoing out into the darkness. The near full moon above had Rainer's wolf itching to get out, it'd only be another week before he'd turn and Rainer was going to let his wolf take over this time, he would just sit back and relax. He needed that mindless, bloodthirsty rage which came with his alpha wolf, and he was craving the feeling of ripping out some poor innocent's jugular with sharp canines.
Stepping into the shop, having to stoop to fit under the doorway Rainer dropped his hood, having no reason to hide here as he walked to the counter, each step he took making the objects in cabinets jiggle from his weight on the old floorboards. He heard the old man scurry forward to serve him, smirking as he saw him cower beneath him, obviously seeing who he was. Rainer just dropped a hand down onto the table, "got my order?" Y-Y-Yes Mister Greyback! It's in the back, Sir, I'll just go get it and wrap it for you, Sir," Borgin said with a slight whimper before he scuttled off, making Rainer's smirk widen at the owner's scared state. He was beginning to get impatient when the man was taking so long, so he began to walk around the store, staring at the weird objects.
He was particularly taken with a heart which was floating in a jar of ooze that he didn't even turn to walk on, bumping into someone. He didn't even stop to look at who he toppled over, he was Rainer Greyback, why would he ever care about anyone else, especially in a place like Knockturn Alley everyone he knew here were smart enough to keep away from him.
He walked down the street, his towering frame making the old hags scuttle away from their usual haggling spot by the corner, their shrieks echoing out into the darkness. The near full moon above had Rainer's wolf itching to get out, it'd only be another week before he'd turn and Rainer was going to let his wolf take over this time, he would just sit back and relax. He needed that mindless, bloodthirsty rage which came with his alpha wolf, and he was craving the feeling of ripping out some poor innocent's jugular with sharp canines.
Stepping into the shop, having to stoop to fit under the doorway Rainer dropped his hood, having no reason to hide here as he walked to the counter, each step he took making the objects in cabinets jiggle from his weight on the old floorboards. He heard the old man scurry forward to serve him, smirking as he saw him cower beneath him, obviously seeing who he was. Rainer just dropped a hand down onto the table, "got my order?" Y-Y-Yes Mister Greyback! It's in the back, Sir, I'll just go get it and wrap it for you, Sir," Borgin said with a slight whimper before he scuttled off, making Rainer's smirk widen at the owner's scared state. He was beginning to get impatient when the man was taking so long, so he began to walk around the store, staring at the weird objects.
He was particularly taken with a heart which was floating in a jar of ooze that he didn't even turn to walk on, bumping into someone. He didn't even stop to look at who he toppled over, he was Rainer Greyback, why would he ever care about anyone else, especially in a place like Knockturn Alley everyone he knew here were smart enough to keep away from him.