Dealer in the Night (Tag: Blaire)

Adeon fit himself against a wall in knockturn alley. His hood was up, his body hunched over as his arms were crossed tightly against his bulky body. Against the edge of another, smaller alley way was where he had placed himself, strategically of course. It was in and out, and no one knew the alleyways better than he. It was clear, however, just what was going on. Adeon was waiting for someone.

It had been a few minutes that he stood there, more and more shady characters going by with every passing minute, none fitting the description that he had been looking for. Waiting for. The night moved on, the moon raising itself higher and higher in the sky that hung so close to the ground, like a cloak masking the mischief in Knockturn Alley. Even the night knew better than to watch this place with anything but a hazy eye.

Adeon had work to do.

(How dare you!! Just kidding XP)

Adeon looked up as a cloaked figure approached from the distance. He was a little bit suspicious of it, but not as much as he became when she lifted her head, looking into the moon. He could spot the classic face shape, the blonde locks pouring out from beneath the cloak. Bingo. She had every ounce of Hudson blood in her as they all did, it was clear just who she was, and he knew all too well what she was looking and waiting for. Who she was looking for.

As Blaire approached closer, Adeon snatched a corner of her robe and pulled her into the alley. He never lifted his own cloak from his face, as he preferred to keep his identity an absolute secret when he was working. There were no exceptions to that rule of his, no matter how high standing the family is that he was working for. He didn't need anyone to know who he killed, who he was working for, nothing. Everyone had ties that were more elaborate than just Adeon, and he wasn't about to get involved with them. He would do the work that he was hired to do, and that would be it. Ties were cut until he was needed again.

"Who are you looking for?"

"For someone..."

He copied her words with a smirk on his face. It wasn't that he was trying to treat her like a child, but he found the entire situation to be comical. Did she really not think that he was just who she was looking for? She was a Hudson, after all. He doubted that there were many who would go out of their way to mess with her. Let alone someone who would give her time to defend herself by pulling her over, instead of throwing a spell when they saw the opportunity. No, Adeon thought that he looked clearly like the man she should have been searching for, but then again, Adeon only thought about his line of work, and very little more than that.

"A Hudson. Why have you asked for me?"

He didn't know if it was she who had asked for him, but he knew that it was someone. Adeon was for hire, and he was being hired. He didn't care if it was Blaire, her father, her husband, he didn't care. Just as long as he was given a job, and give pay.

"Who is it?"

"Fine."

Adeon took his time to reply to Blaire, but he was thinking the task over. His job was to kill, not to track. But if he were going to be paid, then that was fine with him. Track her, bring her back, then kill her. Not Adeon's usual means of business, but it was close enough.

"You're sure it's a girl, and a mudblood? Or are you just spitting out names."

It was a legitimate question, but Adeon just wasn't one who respected many. He called for respect of his own, but he wouldn't fall on his knees to anyone, even the Hudson name. Adeon was his own, and if they wanted to hire him, they'd have to accept that.

"Any leads or no?"

"Tramp. Still female based."

Adeon mumbled to himself, but it wasn't like Blaire couldn't hear him or anything. he was clearly just antagonizing her, as he did with many. He didn't have a care in the world, not when he felt that he was better than everyone else.

"I just want the evidence, that's all I need."

"That or take a picture."

With a picture, he'd get the turn of the room. Sure, it eliminated digging and the physicality of being there, but he doubted that he needed that. From what he was informed, it was all on the walls. There wasn't much of a need to turn things over and search for hairs. No, he could do with just an image, but that was up to Blaire of course.

Adeon didn't want to apparate with her, but he also didn't want to be wasting his whole day away. Adeon just wanted to get this over and done with. It should have been a pretty quick mission, so there shouldn't have been too much for him worry about. He just needed to get it done.

"I'll just go with you. But we're making this quick."

(i feel dumb...never realized this was here XD)

Adeon gave a nod of his head, grabbing onto her arm to be apparated. He'd get half now, which was good. If he needed to purchase any extra tools that's where a portion of it would go to. He didn't fear the Hudson's though, he knew that they had the money, and they were respectable enough to pay him once he got the job done. He usually asked for half from, well, most of his clients. Most were little names that were selfish and just wanted to get someone, become big. That never happened, but hey, it's where most of Adeon's income came from.

"Okay, I won't take long."

Adeon was practically in a different world now. He was in a lavish house, away from the dark alley's and no comparison to his old and crammed shack. It was only a second that he looked around though, his face holding no expression at all. He was here to work and get everything done.

"Where is it?"

He was ready to pick around, very quickly and quietly. He didn't think he needed much, so he'd be in and out in only a few minutes. Adeon planned to look around, take what he could as evidence if there was anything worth taking, and he'd be off on his hunt. The deal was done.

Adeon didn't say a word, just looked around the room, memorizing what he could and inspecting every object. He crouched down on the ground, crumbling a substance between his fingers, and identifying it as dust, from an explosion, probably from some sort of firework. Jewelry was stolen, Blaire had said her wand was stolen, and the message was childish. A mudblood, and it probably was a girl judging by the handwriting. One man's work, too. He couldn't imagine more than one person doing this, there would have been a lot more missing. And, seeing that there was a note, and a big display of it, this person had a grudge and did this in a fit of emotion, probably someone against the Hudsons.

"Do you know of any muggle borns that hate you? Or muggle borns at all? I just need names to start with."

Adeon took the payment, looking at it for only a moment before pocketing it, keeping most of his attention on the scene in front of him. Normally he'd have check the money, made sure all was there and accounted for, nothing was fake. But the Hudsons and Attors were names, and they had no reason to give him anything less than what he was owed. It wasn't worth much to them, or so he believed, because there was plenty more where it came from.

He crouched down, inspecting the floor. He looked for slight prints, any indication of location from dirt or sand or gravel that the intruder may have dragged in. There wasn't much...until something vibrant caught his eye. Picking up, slowly, he found snached between his fingers a long, red piece of hair. Female, and a ginger. His work just became easier.

"That's all I'll need to see. I'll find your criminal soon enough and bring them to you, as agreed on."

He gave a nod of respect, and disappeared, a list of names arising to mind and a list of places for him to scout.