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Post by sam on Jun 4, 2009 6:12:40 GMT 1
As Jadon rested his arms on the top of the Eiffel Tower he thought about one person and that was his wife Veronica Kendrick. He missed her every second of the day and wished he could be on assignments with her. It sucked that Jadon and Veronica weren't able to work together, but it didn't matter because he still recieved loved from the woman and that was all he could ask for. Jadon thought long and hard about their future together and knew the deatheater way wasn't the right way to have a perfect life. Jadon loved being a deatheater because he would get lost into another world, he loved the feeling of torturing a human being who his at his feet. It was a great feeling for Jadon because it ran through his blood.
As Jadon looked far out into the distance he noticed it was a clear night and it was perfect. The crescent moon shone like a silver pendent in the sky, making it a beautfiul sight. Jadon had asked Veronica to join him on the Eiffel Tower to where he could catch up with her since work was their main priority. He believed she was still on her assignment, but she would recieve the letter no doubt about it. As Jadon continued to think about Veronica he was interupted by a french man who guarded the Eiffel Tower.
He came out of the elevator with his flashlight aimed at Jadon's back. "Que faites-vous ici, cet endroit est hors des limites!" the french man spoke. Jadon understood him clearly, but he wasn't in the mood for this man right now. The french man spoke again, " Je suis désolée monsieur, mais je dois vous mettre en état d'arrestation." Jadon ignored the man once again and when the guard pulled out his handcuffs, Jadon knew he had to take action. " Pas aujourd'hui!" Jadon spoke under his breathe. Jadon quickly turned around and pulled his wand from his coat pocket and sent the killing curse at the man making him drop dead instantly. Jadon then turned back around to the view. any minute now his wife was goign to show up...
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Post by veronica on Jun 4, 2009 6:52:00 GMT 1
Veronica had a lot of work to do, she had an assignment up in Scotland and then another in Ireland. She really didn't like thay being a death eater took so much work. But, the Dark Lord commanded it so she would do it. But, as she sat in her office at home, she received a letter from Jadon. She smiled and read it quickly. Jadon wanted to meet her on top of the Eiffel Tower. France? What was he doing in France? She sighed before standing up from her desk. She put the wizard profiles of the people she was to go after in a desk drawer then locked it. Veronica never knew when somebody could break into the house. She grabbed her wand off her desk and pointed it at the candle burning on the large desk. The flame seemed to whip the air once before going out and she left the room. She was wearing dark red robes that day, with plain shoes and her hair just lying flat on her shoulders.
Veronica made her way through Jadon's mansion, heading towards their bedroom. She was excited for meeting up with Jadon so they could talk. It seemed like when one of them had free time, the other had work. It was kind of depressing actually. She missed her husband and really missed the day's from when they were just dating. They had kind of rushed into marriage, but she didn't care. She loved Jadon, loved being a Kendrick. She loved their twins, she loved her life. Yeah, for once, she loved her life. She remembered that restaurant in London when he proposed. God, men were pigs. Almost all of the men in the restaurant had been staring at her. Veronica reached her bedroom and hurried in. She went into her closet and looked at all the things she could wear. Finally, she picked out a short black dress and matching heels with a silver necklace draped around her neck. She smiled in a mirror before leaving her room and making sure the twins were asleep.
Veronica left the mansion after casting a charm on the twins to make sure they stayed asleep for the rest of the night. She then walked out of the house and locked it up. Sighing, she turned on the spot and Disapparated into the night. She felt the rush of Apparition before appearing with a pop at the top of one of France's most famous landmarks. The first thing she saw was a guard's dead body. Then she saw Jadon and smiled. Honey! she cried, hurrying over to him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Oh, god, I've missed you so much, but you couldn't save the fun for me? You know how much I love killing. Remember the proposal, at the restaurant? The waiter was a jackass and I took care of it? she said softly, putting her face close to his and running her fingers along his chest.
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Post by sam on Jun 5, 2009 3:05:25 GMT 1
Jadon still thought long and hard. He could see a flash of lightning far in the distance, but he thought nothing of it since it was pretty far away. From behind he heard the sound of a crack...an aparition. Jadon turned around immediately, and saw Veronica. A smile grew on his face as he scanned his wife's body. She looked extremely gorgeous. As she stepped over the dead body she had reminded him of his proposal to her. A wider smile grew on his face.
"Veronica, my lady" he spoke as he pulled his wife into a hug. He recieved a lucious kiss from her on the cheek making him tingle. He laughed weakly at her comment, "I would've left the killing to you, but you were late" he said winking at Veronica. Jadon loved his wife to death, and knew he had chosen the right woman. She was extremely attractive and had the personality of a godess. "Did you kiss the kids for me" he spoke knowing they had been with their nanny all day. Jadon hated that they had a nanny, but it was necessary because of their work.
Jadon wanted to be with his kids so bad right now, but it was too late. Little Portia, and little Jagger were his angels and his life. Jagger looked exactly like his dad, with the eyes and the smile. He also took a part of his mom's family which was called the Amoren temper. Portia also had her mom's temper, and she mainly looked like Veronica. They were the perfect babies to Jadon, I mean what more could he ask for. Jadon led Veronica to a table with candles on the other side of the tower. There were two platters covered with a sillver top and under it was a nicely cooked Black Bass along wiht steamed vegetables. alongside it was a large bottle of champagne which was perched into the ice bucket. "Le dîner est servi" he spoke in French as he went to Veronica's chair and pulled it out for her.
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