Magick Shoppe.

[raventonbeauty]

On a plain, unobtrusive door in the mansion, near the main room, at the end of a corridor, is a sign, gold letters written by hand in perfect calligraphy on a mahogany board

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[dracoslytherin]

Draco eyes Ashley suspiciously. "What are you selling in here..?"

[raventonbeauty]

"Magick. Potions, charms, cures and curses." He smiles back, amused at the suspicion and slightly flirtatious. "What is it that you seek?"

[dracoslytherin]

He raises an eyebrow slighty at the flirtatious manner. Instead of answering the question he asks another. "Are you a wizard? I have not heard the name Raventon before."

[raventonbeauty]

"My brother is the one who is truly skilled. I am merely his apprentice." Ashley is slightly conceited at the mention of his own name. "The Raventons are an old family from New Orleans. My brother and I are the last of the line."

[jarndyceheir]

Richard is intrigued. After all, he's not from a place with any sort of real magic, but the Victorians loved their curios and their stage magic.

The earnest-looking young man ventures into the shop, looking around him with marked interest. When he is addressed, he says, "Good day, sir. I don't have anything in mind, I'm afraid, but this is quite a remarkable shop. What sort of things do you sell?"

[raventonbeauty]

"Magick. Love potions, spells, curses. The future or the past in a nutshell." Ashley smiled, his hair sliding forward over his shoulder. He may be dramatizing slightly, but that runs in the family. "Tell me your deepest desire, and I will make it come true."

[jarndyceheir]

Richard was rather taken aback. His deepest desire... He wasn't entirely sure what it would be. After a moment, though, he asked, "Can you see what's happened? Back in London?" He was new to believing in magic, but hope led him to ask.

[raventonbeauty]

"I can try. My brother is the true wizard. I am merely an apprentice. When, exactly, and where? What would you like to know?"

[sweariwontdie]

Armand can't help looking in. Not after his talk with David Talbot. He finds the shop creepy to say the least. He's drawn to the other doorway, but stops short when the beautiful proprietor speaks up.

"Bonjour, M. Raventon. Your shop is new?"

[raventonbeauty]

"We only opened just today. It's my brother's shop, really. I'm only his apprentice." He smiled in invitation, sweeping his arm to indicate the breadth of the shop. "What is it you seek?"

[sweariwontdie]

"Actually... is there any sort of magic that can be simply learned... not dependent on inborn gifts?"

[raventonbeauty]

"I certainly hope so." Ashley smiled, amused. "Otherwise I'll be a hopeless apprentice. Most of what we do are spells and charms. Not like in fairy books."

[fivefingered]

Prendick watches him sharply, suspiciously. "What is all this?"

[raventonbeauty]

"A magick shoppe. What do you desire?"

[fivefingered]

He gestures, oddly stiltedly. "Something that kills."

[raventonbeauty]

Ashley's smile is smooth, unsurprised by the request. "Quick or slow? Painless or terrible?"

[_hellblazer_]

It's been a while since John's been in a place like this, but really, how can he resist the subtle, seductive charm of Olde Magick? He steps in and inhales deeply, breathing in the familiar scents of incense and dark magic.

"Not sure how you can help, but I'd love to poke around."

[raventonbeauty]

Ashley nods, his smile sweet and slightly flirtatious. "Of course. As you like." He gestures openly to the store, although makes no mention of the back room that is tucked behind a nearby curtain.

[_hellblazer_]

John raises his eyebrows a little at the flirtatious smile, but ignores it in favour of browsing the shelves. "Wow, this really takes me back. Fuck I sound old saying that." He glanced over his shoulder at Ashley, "What sort of magic do you do in here?"

[raventonbeauty]

"Charms, spells, incantations. Anything in particular you would like?"