 Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
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Originally Posted by The Announcer  The majority of the transaction was always spent waiting and watching until their Russians made themselves available. It had long been established that arriving at the same time would only draw attention to their little 'operation'. The four men were content to wait and so they did until three cloaked figures made their entrance.
Not a word was said between either party, the new arrivals went to the cages and examined the day's inventory. One gave something like a grunt of before turning and offering a large sack of galleons with the promise of returning in another 6 months to do business again.
"Take the cages." The one clearly in charge said. "Be careful you don't drop our little friends."
It was not the full moon, the werewolves in question stood as nothing more than scared looking men and women chained together within large metal cages. The uncertainty about their future was evident in their expression as they were lifted. Tyler couldn't help but be amused at how dramatically Rhydian had busted into the building. With the young auror providing as much distraction as he did, Tyler just walked in the front door, before removing his concealment charm.
Disarm, Damage, Subdue.
The fresh auror did that in quick succession. As soon as the charm was lifted he went straight for the cloaked man who had just spoken, grabbing his wrist and snapping down, before stepping on the wand that fell from the man's hand. He pointed his own wand at the man's face.
"Stupefy."
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