Wrong Turn [Logan]

[Shelby Crescent]

"Oops, sorry. Excuse me, will you move?"
Trying to get through the wizards of Knockturn Alley, Shell sighs and rolls her eyes at a few of the wizards, ogling her like eye candy. "This is what I get for taking a wrong turn doesn't it..." she mutters to herself as one of them tries to grab her wrist.

"I said move." she yells, glancing up at the tall wizard who was just smirking in the corner of his mouth before grabbing at her waist. "Conjunctivitus!" she mutters pointing her wand directly up at the wizard's eyes. Within seconds, he screams holding his eyes that were now probably stinging as if a jellyfish stung him in the eyes.

A couple of his friends noticed what she had done and came up behind her. Great. Good job Crescent. How are you going to get out of this...

[Logan Andrews]

This is the most relaxed I've been in a while. I'm sure that's worrying really, on a deep psychological level, that I've been feeling like I'm on the verge of hyperventilation for days and then the second I enter Knockturn Alley, I feel relaxed and thoroughly at home.
I guess it's all been escalating out of control since I first started frequenting Diagon Alley again. It's like a drug. I suppose I just crave being around other people of wizarding backgrounds...I can't stand muggles. And now I've gone and done it because now I've wound up in Knockturn Alley and that probably just won't be good for me, at all, in any way shape or form.

It has been a weird few days though and I just need a little while away from the house. I need to get away from the house for good, because pretending that what happened never happened is harder than I thought it would be and I want to get away and go somewhere else and forget about that particular weakness.
I've decided I really hate the cold though, and I shove my hands into my pockets as I meander idly down the street. It's nice and empty here though, very unlike Diagon Alley, and that's nice. No matter how cold it is, I like the emptiness.

Except there's some sort of confrontation going on ahead. I wish I could say I was surprised, but where else are people going to fight? This is an ideal place, because the people who hang around down here are the people who'd be more inclined to join in than to do anything good.
It looks practically like gang rape or something, I conclude amusedly as I get closer with every intention of just walking back. There's a woman in the middle anyway, and a few men.
I don't really see the attraction of sexual assault, to be honest. It's just sort of sleazy and disgusting really, and I'm not that kind of psycho. Of course I have been, but I learnt my lesson when it landed me a son, and it wasn't really worth it anyway.

This is all sort of running through my head absently while I make to move round the group, but then I stop because I think I recognise that voice. A quick, proper glance confirms that I do, and it's Rubalyn...Shelby, whatever the hell her bloody name is.
Which means that this could indeed be interesting. I've worked with her before, I can honestly say that I probably would not cross her, so this could indeed be rather on the interesting side.
I sort of hang back a bit, leaning idly against a wall not too far away and watching with mild amusmant as one of them goes down, screaming in fact. And then there are more coming and I want to see what's going to happen now.
I could help of course, but I'm not and never have been that sort of person.

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell sighs, noticing that a few more wizards had joined the group. Looking around she knew she was alone down in Knockturn. Why would anyone she knew be down here in the first place? Feeling the wizard who's eyes were once stinging grab her waist this time, she shouted "Duro!" turning all of the wizards and witches in on the act into stone statues.

Only problem now was that the hands of the wizard were caught on her cloak and her dress. "Great." she mutters, trying to pull free from his grasp. After a few seconds and the bottom of her dress torn she knocks over a few statues and notices Logan just leaning against the wall, almost seeing to enjoy what she had just gotten out of. "Why didn't you help me?" she mutters darkly, crossing her arms over chest as she glared at him.

[Logan Andrews]

"You're funny when you're distressed," I answer with a slow, mocking sort of smile.
I am in a much better mood since the last time we met. Amused, sort of light hearted...well, not quite, but definitely leaning towards that side of the mood spectrum.
"And I like to watch you work," I add with a smirk.

That much is true. We did use to work together...or Rubalyn and I did, I don't really know Shelby at all.
Like I've already established, I wouldn't pick a fight with her, so that probably says enough about how much respect I have for just what she can do. She's thoroughly annoying, but she is a good witch. And it makes for good entertainment when I am really bored.

And I am really bored, and in a very strange state of mind because I sort of feel like I'm home, but in the same breath I know I'm not cut out for this place anymore. I'm not even sure if I have my wand, and if I do I don't know what I'd really do with it. It's been a while since I've used it for anything at all. Before Azkaban, even.
"And that look suits you, by the way," I continue with a sort of shrug, pushing myself off from the wall with my shoulder and ambling casually over to her, half-nodding down at the ripped part of her dress and the exposed skin.

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell raises an eyebrow at him before keeping her arms crossed over her chest. "Work? You consider that work? That's more of defending myself thanks." she mutters before rolling her eyes.

Sighing a little, she remembered Ruby working with Logan before as deatheater partners a long time ago. Maybe he figured that Shell was strong enough to handle herself in tight situations like this. After all, she was one of the top Order Members when the war was going on and on the top list of Order Members to kill when she was a double agent. That was always a great feeling to know that she was considered a threat.

Putting her wand away in her cloak, she looks back up at Logan and frowns a bit. He seemed rather distracted about something, but at the moment she really didn't care. Now feeling her face glare at him she glances down at the slash in her dress just along her pale stomach down towards her right thigh. "I'm sure it does Logan." she mutters, moving her hands to the exposed skin as she continued to watch him move towards her.

[Logan Andrews]

I shrug, "Either or, it's entertaining."
I am in a very strange mood today, I realise, because I'm not really acting on an ulterior motive. I am genuinely just talking to her for the hell of it. I don't want anything, I don't have anything to say to her. I'm just acting on some weird urge, but that hasn't turned out well for me in the past couple of days anyway.

I laugh slightly without really humour, which just sounds slightly harsh, forced chuckle. I've never been very good at laughing anyway.
"I'm not going to...perv on you or anything," I shake my head as she tries to cover herself up, "Just talking, see? Polite conversation. How are you then Ruby?"
I do feel strangely like me now though, as this bares a striking resemblance to pre-torture banter. I don't know, sort of how I'd talk to Madeline before crucio-ing her or something. I have no plans of actually torturing anyone, that's the weird part.

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell glares at him slightly more before crossing her arms over her chest. "I told you to call me Shell. I'm not your partner in crime or your deatheater friend." she mutters before closing her eyes a second. "What are you even doing down here in the first place Logan?"

She had to admit this was weird. Logan actually having a decent conversation with a human being, let along herself. Something had to be going on... it just wasn't normal for him to be this talkative or polite for that matter.

[Logan Andrews]

"Then what are you doing down here?" I raise an eyebrow amusedly.
Normal, self-respecting people don't come down here. I think that's obvious from the fact that I'm here, those guys back there are here, and she's here too.
And also I don't want to call her Shell. I'd probably remember it, but it's a matter of principal. I won't learn another name for her because I don't want to. Which is really quite immature.

"Just wandering," I shrug as an answer.
Which sort of is what I'm doing, but a more accurate answer would probably be 'going mad'. To use Arden's theory, I was insane when I went into Azkaban, several months of dementor proximity drove me sane, and now I'm out I'm sort of fluxuating between the two. Well, that's what I've been doing before now, but I'm a bit concerned that I'm sinking into a different kind of insanity right now and...I don't know. It's very worrying, really because I've already realised I don't want to be that way again.

[Shelby Crescent]

"I got lost on my way to a dinner date thank you." she says keeping her eyes on him as her arms stayed firmly on her chest. "Seeing as I have your approval for my dress, I'm glad to know my date should be happy as well." Shell nods with a faint smirk crossing her lips faintly for a second.

"Just wandering in Knockturn? How is that unlucky unless you were thinking and stumbled here by mistake like I've done in the past." she says shifting her weight to her right leg. "Something you wish to talk about maybe?" she asks raising an eyebrow at him for a moment before playing with the torn fabric again.

[Logan Andrews]

"I'm sure he'll be ecstatic," I roll my eyes slightly, "Especially when you turn up late."
And also it's really weird to get lost on a way to a dinner date in Knockturn Alley, but I don't think I'll tell her that. How does someone manage that? Unless she really is stupid, but I don't think that's the case.

"No, I meant to come here," I shake my head, which is sort of truth. I did change my mind several times before I actually got here, worried about the effect it would have on my already fragile psyche, but I'm pretty sure I did mean to wind up here.
Then I snort slightly, "Not with you."
There's nothing I want to talk about. I'm quite happy to just overthink everything and wind up more confused. Or not, but I don't want to talk to her. This is just a small blip of a conversation to stave off my boredom.

[Shelby Crescent]

"Who ever said it was a man?" she asks smiling a little more before shrugging a bit. "I'm sure she won't mind." Shell says before shaking her head a bit.

"Why would you want to come here? To randomly stumble upon people like me who get harassed by has been deatheaters?" she asks smirking a bit at him before glaring at him again. Walking up to him, she stands on her tiptoes to whisper, "Not with me huh? Maybe your friends at Azkaban would be more to your liking? I'm sure they miss you love." she says laughing a little before falling back down on her heels as she smiled up at him.

[Logan Andrews]

I raise my eyebrows in surprise at that, but quickly resume a sort of impassive expression. I didn't know she swung both ways, but each to their own.
"Aren't you married anyway? To several people?" I ask, in a vaguely exasperated way, because I'm sure she was, is, has been many times.

"That wasn't my intention, but I suppose that works," I shrug with a mildly amused smirk. It was entertaining while it lasted.
Then my expression falls stony again and it takes me a few seconds to actually be able to form thoughts, let alone to speak.
Was that a threat, or does she just enjoy reminding me? I suppose I have no guarantee at all that she won't turn me in, whereas I know that Arden and Riley won't.
"Don't-..." I mutter after a moment, but I'm not sure what I'm supposed to continue that with. Don't turn me in? Or don't mention that again? Or...what?

[Shelby Crescent]

She laughs slightly as her hands slowly rest on her hips instead. "What? That much of a surprise?" she asks before frowning again. "Technically yes. Just found out he was alive but seems not to care about our marriage and vanished again." Shell adds, glancing at the ground for a moment.

"Of course it does." she says rolling her eyes a bit before smirking a little again. "Don't what Logan? You have to be more specific in your speech otherwise it will leave people with many questions and that's just impolite." Shell laughs a bit before leaning against the wall where he was leaning against before.

[Logan Andrews]

"Well, certainly a surprise," I shrug, "I wouldn't have had you down for that one, Ruby."
Although I suppose I should have. She is a whore, and I don't care if she picked up on that again, like the last time we spoke and she got inside my head.
"Maybe the fact that his wife is making dates with women while being married sort of put him off," I suggest, rolling my eyes again.

I don't know what I mean, so I don't say anything to elaborate.
Instead, it seems much more logical to just scowl at the floor for a moment, before glancing back up at her with the same expression.

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell clenches her fists a little while still keeping them tight. "I said it's Shell. And that's not Logan. You're not going to effect me hun." she says before shaking her head a bit. "I'd appreciate it if you kept your thoughts to yourself love. It doesn't help your favor with your situation."

Shell places a finger underneath his chin and stands on her tiptoes again. "Scowling doesn't help either love." she says before kissing his cheek lightly.

[Logan Andrews]

I smirk slightly, glad to see that I've got at least a small reaction because she's clenched her fists.
And of course it doesn't help me with my situation, nothing helps me with my situation. It's thoroughly hopeless and sooner or later I'm going to get caught anyway. There's no way I can go on like this for the rest of my life, especially if I'm going to keep wandering around in places like this and Diagon Alley.
But before I can say any of this, I'm a bit preoccupied in a 'what the hell are you doing?' sort of way and twitch away from her as she kisses me on the cheek, frowning at her like she's just grown another head.

[Shelby Crescent]

Shell smirks back at him watching his expression once she kissed his cheek. "Oh shush. You've had relations with Ruby. After all you technically have kissed me and all the rest seeing as we have to share this body." she says with a laugh before looking at him. "So how have you been Andrews?"

[Logan Andrews]

"But you are clearly not Ruby," I answer guardedly, still watching her cautiously in case she's going to do that again.
It also feels a bit like infidelity, but I'm not sure if that's the case or not. I'm not sure what rules count because I really have no idea what's going on with Arden. I've never had to worry about being faithful before.
"I've been fine," I reply after a moment, besides the whole weird situation bit and also losing track of my son and all the usual, but she doesn't need to know any of that.
"How've you been Crescent? Is that your surname still? I lose track."