Post by kaidan on May 29, 2012 11:59:20 GMT
kaidan adrien langley
[/color][/b]" he laughs, raising the half-filled glass of bourbon, floating ice just nearly touching the top part of his upper lip as he takes a sip. he then places the glass on the glass table in front of him, crossing his legs over one on top of the other in a manly-way. "how awfully rude of me. you were saying?" it feels extremely pleasing to be eliciting a laugh after five days of continuous, strenuous work. it's sunday, and all he is, or was, needed for is to complete his report and hand it in to be placed in the archives. however, he should have known that beth would set-up something like this. considering.. everything.
full name: kaidan adrien langley
age: 36
year: alumni
birthday: twenty-second, december
blood line: half-blood
occupation: auror
former / house: gryffindor
he knows alan well enough to be at ease, but not quite so to place his guard down. he doesn't like being compromised, or being taken off-guard. "i was just about to say, that perhaps it would be good to start off with talking more about yourself, sir." the trainee auror, who is considered to be one of the most top-notch analyst in the field of behaviour, adjusts his glasses, a crooked smile on his ridiculously handsome face. "your background, your family.. fragments of what makes you you." it's no wonder that he's turned some eyes in the office, though, much to kaidan's shocking amusement, beth, his partner, has yet to make a comment on that subject. "fragments, you say? well.." he purses his lips in thoughts, tapping the arm rest with his forefinger. "my sister was basically all i had, in the world. literally. we were unwanted, as far as i gathered, which was why we lived and grew up in an orphanage. though, i also found out that my father was an englishman, and my mom from australia. hence," he gestures to his face as alan opens his mouth in realization, though specifying only to his accent. "eleven years flew by, and professor dumbledore shows up at the door. like magic." he decides to keep the most part of his childhood submerged like an iceberg, as he does not particularly want to reminisce about having absolutely nothing to live for, with no purpose, drive, or surge to keep him living through every day. this is why he keeps in touch with his sister at all times; he finds that he can't get a day by or two without hearing from her.
"next thing i know, one chunk of truth after another come crashing down and piecing all the unanswered questions of my childhood. both of my parents were magic folk, and it turned out that they didn't even have the idea of discarding their children." he had been given photos of their wedding day, and immediately, all the solid walls he had been building came crashing down. "one day, my mother met this werewolf, who fell in love with her. he bewitched her to fall in love with him, and so she did. my father was.. a very rational man, i would think seeing as i have followed his footsteps to be here, capturing the bad guys as he had, but." he shakes his head in slight motion, lowering his eyes in silent disdain. "i think.. i would have done the same thing, if it happened to my wife.[/b]" he looks up to alan. "he found out later that the werewolf was a deatheater, but i know it wasn't all by that fact, that he placed us under care of muggles and chased after the bastard and his stolen wife. no one knows what happened after that, because they all just pretty much went under the radar." he reaches down again to take his drink, downing the liquid half-way, then licking his lips as he sets it down on the arm rest, hand still grasping on the cold glass. "knowing this, i had a more open approach with the life that my parents wanted for me and my sister. it was especially a pleasure to be learning under professor dumbledore in transfigurations; he's.. just words can't even begin to explain his living legacy. and seven years in hogwarts as a gryffindor was just.. phenomenal." he shakes his head as he laughs, bringing his unoccupied hand to the back of his nack. "played as a seeker for.. three years? hands down, flying, arithmancy and transfigurations to be my best subjects. dunno why i was just horrible in divination, though," he says with a slight chuckle, eliciting a laugh from his colleague as well. "and then shortly after gradutating, i met bella. and she's just.. breath-taking." alan's eyes widen instantly. "oh, there's a softer side of you, is there?" "oh, you know it. even though i was terrified of commiting, seeing as i was more the accommodating guy in school, when it's real.. you just can't walk away, mate. y'just can't."
alan nods and scribbles something on the parchment on his lap, leaving kaidan with a blank mind. he hopes that this is just going to take a few more minutes. "so, how is it, at home? how's the marriage? does it bother you that you come home alone every night, while your girls are living somewhere else?" he tilts his head in contemplation, nodding as the moment of anticipation finally arrives. he should've guessed that beth would have briefed alan of his somewhat-rocky relationship with his bella. "alright, well.. i guess no, i don't mind it at all. i can genuinely say that i'm more overly relieved than anything else, because i can count on their safety under professor dumbledore's care without question. their friends are there, especially maria's, who are the people i would like them to be surrounded with, during these most perilous times." he adjusts on his seat, analyzing the words in his head carefully. "some of the guys in the office.. not that i'm prejudice to muggle-borns or half-bloods, but i suddenly got to the idea that we had to keep to the pureblood lineage, lifestyle. and all that. isabelle and i have been rocky ever since, i'm not going to lie, and i've been working on diminishing that particular mind-set. i love my isabelle, more than words can say, and i love maria. i guess i just had it in my mind that.. since i had nothing when i was young, i wanted to shower them with the luxury of the world. as of a couple of months back, i realized that maybe following that direction isn't the way to go."
he purses his lips in silence, unwilling to say anything more. he's being helped by his former transfiguration professor through his dark nights, which is all the more encouraging. he's relieved, because now he won't have to say anything. he's been through alan's interrogations before, so he knows how this will play out. "that just about gives me clear indications.. let's see.." he scirbbles some more. "a clear, esteemed asset in the team, he is undeniably passionate and decisive; exhibits himself as a fine father-figure for everyone he works with. places everybody else's needs above his own.. creates a jovial atmosphere like no other, which makes him all the more approachable and favourable among his peers. relies on instincts, more or less swaying from the law and finding the rightful justice." alan pauses, much to kaidan's relief. "shows modesty and receives a daily amount of commendation for his driven fervour to his work and unrelenting oustanding relationship with his partner, beth. scratching out the prejudice against not purebloods, then?" kaidan raises an eyebrow in question, but grins all the same. his colleague finishes citing and rolls up the parchment, both standing at the same time. alan walks over the side of the table and reciprocates the open arms by entangling in a brief embrace, as he says, "good to you have you back, kei." [/color][/size][/ul]
alias: voldemort.
gender: no seriously, i'm voldemort.
rp sample: i'm chillin' with albus in the afterlife.
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