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Post by .ROWAN KESTREL AMBER ! on Feb 7, 2011 18:25:16 GMT -5
 ----------------------------------------------------Fall on me tell me everything you want me to be
Forever with you Forever in me
Ever the same Call on me
I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me
Forever it's you Forever in me
Ever the same
[/font] ----------------------------------------------------[/center] rowan had looked up when muggles started falling to the ground with their screams filling the square. she couldn't possibly understand why they had to scream, nothing was harming expect the ground and a wizard taking them out. she seemed almost glad to see them go down, but for the wrong reason. she was off of the bench by the time the wizard came into view. she didn't know who he was, but he could have fooled anyone with his clothing. “now love, I have some very nice demontor friends that would love to give you a kiss. so why don’t you come in nicely.”[/b] he had dementors as friends? well what made him so lonely to have those handy? rowan had her wand at her side as she was about to strike the wizard, but that terrible witch came into view. the one who had taken alex out. she must have had help to get out of the spell she placed on the woman minutes before. there was no way she could have gotten out of it herself. she watched as the woman danced around the wizard like he was some sort of god. frankly it was rather disgusting to her to watch it all play out. "oh, i dunno, can't be much of a soul to her to kiss out, wouldn't you say? leaving her widdle boyfriend all alone? daughter of a vampire? there's not much going for you, honey,"[/b] the woman's taunts were annoying. frankly all of her was annoying. she just seemed to be one of those people who enjoyed the limelight while she had it and tried to earn it later on without much luck afterward. she felt nearly disgusted to just stand there and watch the woman, rowan walked away from the bench now so that she stood opposite the two of them in the square. she had speed on her, what did those two have? numbers? probably so, but rowan was more or less likely to heal from any external wounds faster than any of them if one were to give the woman a few. rowan noticed she hadn't eaten anything that day. well actual food, but no blood. she'd have to get her strength up if she were to go up against the woman. "do you ever shut up? your sickening appearance is disgusting. does he even like the scent radiating off of her body? because it smells like you've been living in a whore house for far too long."[/b] that would have pushed the woman to her buttons in places. rowan wasn't scared to share her feelings, it was her life she was more worried about. she could easily take the witch, but the wizard was a different matter. he looked as if he knew what the hell he was doing. "c'mon, regulus, let's get the brat now. thinks she can curse me and run, ain't she just a doll? everte statum!"[/b] rowan flew back and hit the wall of the building she was closest to. she landed on her side and looked like she was out for a moment, but was moving, trying to stand up and aim a spell at the woman. rowan wasn't a happy camper having been thrown into a wall, the open cuts on her face slowly disappeared as she stood again wand aiming at the witch. "stupefy!"[/b] rowan sent the spell hurling toward the witch as she went to go hide before the wizard decided to use something upon her. where did she hear the name regulus before? it seemed oddly familiar, but it was never something that struck her mind as she ran for cover behind flower pots. she nearly tripped over a befallen muggle, managed to catch herself, not before she plucked herself against the pot knocking it on top of herself. she kicked it off and felt for her wand. she managed to drop it in the dirt somewhere around her. maybe it was a bad idea to go in search of somewhere to hide, because she wouldn't have been able to do much without her wand which was somewhere in the dirt she had knocked over. now she seemed like an easy target for the wizard, known as regulus, to come after her now. ---------------------------------------------------- STATUS, finished!
STARRING, alex//tulah//reg//open
COSTUME, here
SPEECH, 714
LYRICS, Ever the Same by Rob Thomas
NOTES, sorry for the insults, teddy. heh heh. just trying to make filler. also sorry for the spell aimmed at tulah.  not really, but you get the point. [/size] ---------------------------------------------------- [/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by .MATHEW ETHAN GREENGRASS ! on Feb 7, 2011 22:41:34 GMT -5
 Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
You can watch the world devoured in it's pain He’d known that captured the daughter of hunter wouldn’t be easy. Even when the numbers stood against them vampires had a sense of superiority. It was a lot like that of pure-bloods, but right now it as just annoying. This girl may not care about her friend nor the muggles that would end up hurt thanks to her. But Regulus knew that attacking on such an open place would end up getting the attention of the Ministry. He looked at her fighting against Tulah with slight interest. She was fast and not a bad dueler, if only she give those better abilities a better use. Regulus took this time to place some protective spells around the square, he didn’t want anyone walking in. He also made sure to add one that wouldn’t allow the little half-vampire to leave the proximity.
He walked carefully toward where she’d fallen. He smiled sweetly at her, loosing ones wand was such a small but terrible mistake. “Your dear friend will be worried about you, if he ever wakes up. I’m not sure what affects my spell will have at such proximity. But since you left him there for us, I guess you don’t really care.” He rose his hand high letting it fall down as quickly as it’d gone up. He pronounced the incantation, the effects would be greater that way. The curse had been a favorite of Antonin Dolohov, he had learned it from the man himself as a child. “Vampires can heal so fast, so quickly. But I’m sure the pain it’s the same, I know many vampires you know. They come to us for protection, muggles have become so restless.” He smiled once more, lowering down to face Rowan
Regulus pulled out a small knife, a valuable Lestrange position, made of pure silver. This has given me the chance to learn some of their weakness. He slashed forward, grinning now. “I tend to keep the silver in case the werewolves get hasty.” Mostly Greyback and his followers, they were good soldiers but when it came to thinking they weren’t the best. Sometimes they liked to steer some trouble and it was handy to have some silver lying around to calm them down. “This has very little to do with you, but you father wasn’t a very good gentleman when we came to visit. He scared some of my Death Eaters.” Regulus moved the knife down once more, years of practice had made him quite good at it.
“Down you can come quietly with us and I’ll try and be nice. Or you can make me angrier and I can let Tulah there have some fun with my knife.” He stood back up now, pulling a white handkerchief out and cleaning the knife. “You see she hasn’t had any fun lately, I don’t know if I will be able to stop her once she stars.” Regulus stopped, thinking about something for a moment. He looked around the square, while the spell would work for muggles. He wasn’t sure if it would be of any use against vampires. It was a bit strange that Hunter hadn’t come to help his daughter yet. Maybe he wasn’t even around, but he would find out about her disappearance soon enough. “Now come with us darling, we’ll take you to a nicer place and wait for your dad to come and say he’s sorry.”
He doubted she would believe the clear lie, Regulus was more interested in getting the vampire on their side. Willing or not, at first it had been just that. But Hunter had killed one of his Death eater, they were low on numbers the lost of another body affected them deeply. It was only fair that another one replaced the lost one, if Hunter wouldn’t do it then maybe his daughter would. Regulus threw the knife to Tulah, he wasn’t up to getting his hands dirty today. Doing that would take away from his date with Draco Malfoy. They would hopefully they would Apparate at the gates of Lestrange Manor soon enough, spell or not noisy muggles would begin to investigate any time now.
word count: 715
outfit:here
tags: rowan/tulah/alex/open
lyrics: mashing pumpkins - the end
credit: code/graphics by me
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Post by .TULAH ANEENE CARROW ! on Feb 8, 2011 13:12:31 GMT -5
MORE THAN WORDS YOU KEEP TO YOURSELF
like a curse that fares thee wellThe girl shouted recklessly, her voice strong and carrying, but honestly it just hurt Tulah's ears. She whipped her wand in front of her, disrupting the spell and sending it, ripped apart, through the air where it collapsed, harmless. Normally she would laugh at such a basic attempt at defense, but now, Tulah grew bored of the chase. The girl was quick and agile, Tulah could at least give her that. But the insults the girl hurled, her constant running, trying to escape... Tulah grew tired of the theatrics, her normal thrill for the chase ebbing quickly away. She puckered her lips and watched as the girl ran away, tripping over a plant pot and knocking her wand to the ground. Rowan stared in fear at first at Tulah but largely at Regulus, and Tulah couldn't help but smirk a little. Regulus was certainly one to be feared. He was upon her in an instant then, bending his face to her ear in whispering what she could only assume would make anyone's heart flutter in fright. She saw a flash of something silver, and intrigued, hurried over to where Regulus now held a knife to the girl's skin. Tulah stood on the bits of broken plant pot and grinned, her excitement coming back in waves. A silver knife? Tulah had seen Regulus wield it before around the more... feral Death Eaters, and she remembered well the consequences of the blood drawn with that knife. "...Or you can make me angrier and I can let Tulah there have some fun with my knife.” Tulah beamed at Regulus and watched as he cleaned the blade of the knife with a spotless white cloth, his eyes fixed steadily on his work. He continued in that same effortless tone and Tulah had to stop herself from giggling. “You see she hasn’t had any fun lately, I don’t know if I will be able to stop her once she starts.” She nodded eagerly, a wild look in her eyes as she glance between the knife and the girl. "I have been starved for entertainment recently..." He continued, “Now come with us darling, we’ll take you to a nicer place and wait for your dad to come and say he’s sorry.” He threw the knife quickly to Tulah who caught it and turned the tip on the girl. She stooped, kicking Rowan's wand toward Regulus and pressed the tip of the knife to the girl's gold necklace, her eyes trained on Rowan's face for any signs of struggle. "You've had your fun, now let's go. Quickly, on your feet. Stop making a fuss..." Tulah hauled Rowan to her feet, gripping her arm, then moving along behind her. She held Rowan's arm behind her back, Tulah's wand at the base of her spine while the knife still hovered close to the yet unbroken skin on her neck. With a jerk she pushed Rowan forward a step, towards Regulus, not bothering to take care of the girl's coordination. "We should go, Regulus," she said quickly, eying the barrier he magicked around the square. Tulah then turned her gaze on the girl, her expression equally thrilled and disgusted. "Would it be worth stunning her, you think?" words: 673
outfit: here
tagged: rowan, alex, reg
credit: someone else's arms, mae
notes: Rowan, if I've powerplayed too much and you want me change something, lemme know. :D [/size][/center] |
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Post by .ROWAN KESTREL AMBER ! on Feb 8, 2011 22:55:05 GMT -5
----------------------------------------------------Fall on me tell me everything you want me to be
Forever with you Forever in me
Ever the same Call on me
I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me
Forever it's you Forever in me
Ever the same
[/font] ----------------------------------------------------[/center] “down you can come quietly with us and i’ll try and be nice. or you can make me angrier and i can let tulah there have some fun with my knife. you see she hasn’t had any fun lately, I don’t know if I will be able to stop her once she starts.”[/b][/i] rowan had stopped searching as she listened to him. so either way, she wasn't getting away and nor was she going scotch free. well this was a lovely night, don't you think? all she wanted to do was go have a grand time with alex at the finals of the quidditch world cup, but instead she was getting kidnapped because of something her father said and did. what did she have anything to do with his needs and wants? why did they need her to get to him? "what did you just now figure out that my father was sour? he won't join some petty cult because you want him to. he would rather take his revenge out on those who killed my mother thirteen years ago. wasn't that obvious to you when you went looking for him? yet, what does taking me have anything to do with getting my father to join you?"[/b] rowan said as she looked up toward the wizard as he played with the knife in his fingers. what was with people and knives? seriously, she could easily avoid those kind of things unless they knew what harmed vampires. "you've had your fun, now let's go. quickly, on your feet. stop making a fuss..."[/b][/i] rowan hadn't been making a fuss as she was pulled to her feet. she couldn't believe the damn witch found her wand and kicked it toward the wizard. so much for fighting back and getting even. she was clearly bait for her father to come join their side. she wanted nothing to do with anyone, but they seemed to have other plans for her. she tried to decide the best way to get out of here with little to no trouble at all, but judging by the two death eaters who were taking her, she had no hope of getting free. she was being touched by someone who clearly smelled funny and was being taunted by someone who clearly didn't have a good childhood. though she really couldn't keep her eyes off of the wizard. had he not been some death eater, she was sure he would have some kind of line of women following him everywhere he went with a face like his. she wanted to bend over and grab her wand, but being pushed by the witch put a stop to that idea as she budged forward. "why me? what did i ever do to attract their attention? nothing. this is bullshit. i shouldn't be held against my will. why am i even like this? i'm stronger than that witch could ever be."[/b][/i] rowan thought to herself as she tried to decide what her next plan of movement was. she would decide to head bump the witch quickly enough to make her release her hold and would then slide by and grab her wand while making a run for it. she just needed to have the perfect time to put it into place. something seemed wrong, she had this feeling like something was wrong and it couldn't be fixed. was her idea not worth it? yet, that didn't seem to be problem as she stood there, she felt dizzy and lightheaded. normally she only felt like that when..... oh noes, she forgot. tonight was hunting night and she hadn't had anything before she came out here. she was feeling like she needed to be jumpstarted to get to work. she was really feeling lightheaded now, she felt like she needed to lie down or get something to drink. "i need something to drink...blo..."[/b] she didn't finish her sentence as she collapsed into the witch, falling to the ground. well they didn't have to stun her to get her to come along with them fairly, she was weakened by the state of not having any fresh blood running through her system. she meant to go later in the night, but then alex came and things got sidetracked, and now this was happening she wouldn't have had time to do anything unless the death eaters had a willing victim to give to her when she resurfaced to them. her father would have felt her collapse as the two had that sort of mental connection between each other. at least some sort of gut feeling of something wasn't right. she would have kept fighting for her life if she could, instead of lying on the ground curled up. ---------------------------------------------------- STATUS, finished!
STARRING, alex//reg//tulah//open
COSTUME, here
SPEECH, 792
LYRICS, Ever the Same by Rob Thomas
NOTES, is this alright with you two? [/size] ---------------------------------------------------- [/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by .MATHEW ETHAN GREENGRASS ! on Feb 9, 2011 0:07:37 GMT -5
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
You can watch the world devoured in it's pain Regulus looked down at the body of the young half-vampire, his interest was gone now. Only slight disgust and pity reminded visible in his handsome face. He looked at Tulah and then with a slight roll of his eyes he turned away. That took the fun out of things too early, if she was unconscious then there would be no reason to do anything. There was no option but to get some blood, a small amount of course. He didn’t want her strong enough to escape, just to keep her awake. Regulus picked the girl's wand, hidding it inside his coat. He turned to Tulah before apparating back to Lestrange Manor.
“Be a darling and remove the barrier, then apparate quickly back to the base.” As long as the barrier was up they wouldn’t be able to apparate out of there. But if they stayed to long any of the little Ministry employees would show up and ruin their party.“ With that he turned on the spot. He’d done so many times that the effect wasn’t as bad anymore, but he still a bit nauseous. He looked at the large gate of the manor, they clicked and the opened. Bellow him a small house-elf stood, the creature looked up and without asking stepped back to allow him to pass. He would wait there for Tulah and then return to his work. They never asked questions, the reason why he allowed them to stay around. Faithful to their masters, Regulus made sure to treat them as nicely as he could. He knew about elf betrayal, one had done so betrayed his master to his mother.
The house was quiet even if it was still early in the night, his siblings were either in another part of the Manor or had gone out. It wasn’t important this was a job for him and Tulah, they would inform the others if needed later. If not they wouldn’t be informed at all, it wasn’t that of an important mission. Thought he thought about having some of the werewolves stick around. If a vampire decided to come and visit, there were spells all over the grounds. No living or dead thing would be able t enter, but some extra protection wouldn’t come bad. He walked through the dinning are, everything had been cleared out by then. Which meant that his siblings had already eaten and so had his father. He walked into a smaller room there, it was mostly empty except for the single chair in the center.
He placed Rowan there, then using his wand magically tied her to it. “I would take you to one of the nicer rooms, but frankly I don’t want you to make a mess of them. Even magically blood is hard to clean up, but I guess you know that. Vampire and all.” He wasn’t even sure if she could hear him then. He waited for Tulah, asking her to look after the vampire he walked out of the room. Asking the elf to get some blood was easy, they could zap themselves into Knockturn Alley and bring it back. He waited a few minutes before the small creature returned, walking back into the room.
He looked down at the bottle of blood, he wasn’t sure why anyone would want to drink such a thing. But he was also not a vampire and would thankfully never become one. He opened it, lowering to be eyelevel with the blond. He slipped a small sip into her mouth before standing up. “Now, this is but a small taste. Be nice and we’ll give you more. Not much, but you have to understand that I don’t want you strong enough to overpower us. I’ve send for some werewolves friend, the full moon is near so I wouldn’t try anything. But until they get here, I have to be very careful with such a naughty girl.” He waved the small bottle around a bit, before winking at her. This was going to be delightfully fun.
word count: 706
outfit:here
tags: rowan/tulah/alex/open
lyrics: mashing pumpkins - the end
credit: code/graphics by me
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Post by .TULAH ANEENE CARROW ! on Feb 11, 2011 21:05:44 GMT -5
MORE THAN WORDS YOU KEEP TO YOURSELF
like a curse that fares thee well Ugh, and then the girl went ahead and fainted, how boringly typical. Tulah rolled her eyes at the half-vampire filth, now having to brace the girl's heavy, sagging body against her own. Regulus looked equally unamused, casting a wary eye over the blood-deprived blond and frowned. Tulah smirked at his displeasure with the girl, Tulah's own prejudices purring in agreement. Vampires were one thing surely: a pure race, one bent on revenge and destruction and selfishly fulfilling their own desires. But this thing, this half-creature... Probably just a waste a time. Tulah couldn't wait until the girl served her purpose and lured her father back to the Manor. "Be a darling and remove the barrier, then apparate quickly back to the base," Regulus directed Tulah quickly, and she obeyed. Dumping the girl's body to the ground, Tulah stood and regarded the barrier for a moment. Raising her wand she muttered a spell that traveled rapidly along the rim of the red barrier, dissolving it like salt on fresh snow. Regulus then apparated back to the Manor, and Tulah followed, clutching the body of their prey with a hand for side-along apparation. Regulus was waiting at the gates when she arrived, along side a bowing and scraping House Elf. Tulah didn't spare a glance for the creature but rather busied herself levitating the girl's body so she wouldn't have to lug it all the way up to the front door. She did this with hardly an indication on her face either way about her mood, but that in and of itself was enough to show her boredom with the proceedings. It was fun enough to chase and taunt the girl, surely, but she had put up a "fight" long enough to try Tulah's patience. Where was the girl's father? certainly he would have been alerted to the distress of his daughter, thought Tulah could hardly blame him if he didn't bother coming for her. As they walked silently up to the Manor and through the front doors, Tulah thought of the dagger Regulus had thrown to her, nestled comfortably now in her left hand. With her right, she lazily flicked her wand to guide the girl through the corridors and into the room designated for her containment, though her eyes were trained on the glinting knife. It sparked madly in her palm as if it was just as eager to break the flesh of the girl's throat, to maim, to injure. Not to kill, not yet. She considered the knife fondly, then looked at Regulus with the same contented smile. The excitement was beginning to pick up again. Regulus took the girl off her hands then, binding her to the chair sitting lonely in the middle of an empty room. Tulah stood off to the side, her arms crossed, knife in one hand, wand in the other, watching as Regulus bent close to the girl. “I would take you to one of the nicer rooms, but frankly I don’t want you to make a mess of them. Even magical blood is hard to clean up, but I guess you know that. Vampire and all," he smirked, eying her with distaste and mocking smile. Tulah chuckled throatily at that, and though the girl was probably yet unconscious, she couldn't help but appreciate the taunt. She was directed then to keep an eye on her while Regulus left for a moment, and, gladly, Tulah obeyed. She crept a little closer to the girl's chair, eying the limp body drooping in her bonds. "Hmph," she sighed, a smiling flickering across her sharp face, her features lighting up like a cat's would with a bird safely under its claws. "Where's your dearest..." she tilted her head closer to Rowan's, her voice soft and harmless, merely curious, expectant. "...Daddy?" Tulah finished as she pressed the tip of her finger under the girl's chin, lifting her head to look into her unconscious face. With no response from the fainted girl, Tulah blinked and frowned, backing up when Regulus returned. Tulah again backed away, watching from a meter or so away while Regulus forced blood down the girl's throat, taunting her, teasing her with sips instead of the gulps she desperately needed. His words were ever as gentle, calm, controlled, and Tulah bit her lip as she watched him, keeping herself focused on the mission and not... other things. "Her father is the one we need, Regulus," Tulah said softly, stepping nearer to close her hand over his, the one holding the bottle, preventing him from giving the girl more blood. Regulus threatened the girl with werewolves and agreed that he didn't want to make her too strong, and Tulah smiled and released her grip. "Hopefully he'll come soon," Tulah spoke again, meaning the girl's father. "I'm already sick of looking at... this," she gestured to the girl in the chair. "As much fun as it was to capture her, Regulus, and you know I thank you for the honor of letting me help... There are... more important things." Like obtaining the alliance of an actual vampire, Tulah thought, though she did not speak this aloud. words: 1006
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tagged: rowan, alex, reg
credit: someone else's arms, mae
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Post by .ROWAN KESTREL AMBER ! on Feb 12, 2011 18:38:22 GMT -5
----------------------------------------------------Fall on me tell me everything you want me to be
Forever with you Forever in me
Ever the same Call on me
I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me
Forever it's you Forever in me
Ever the same
[/font] ----------------------------------------------------[/center] rowan had been a little out of it when she felt arms pick her up off the ground. she felt unstable and lost. she didn't even hear what tulah was saying about her father that it was all a bunch of mumbo jumbo to her. just mumbles as she sat in the chair, completely lost at the current location they were at. it wasn't until she felt the few drops of blood, did she really get a look at her surroundings. the room seemed rather small and empty, expect for the chair she sat in. could she move in this thing? she tried to move, but found out that she was stuck in with a spell keeping her there. which just seemed to make her feel a little more helpless than before. she looked at the witch, tulah, as she listened to what she was saying to the wizard, regulus. so she was calling rowan weak? that was probably to be expected, they were well more manner in their use of magic than she was, but what good was it to argue with them about it? she whimpered as she tried to break free, but only found she was losing strength in fighting against the magic. she should have came freely, but what good was it when they spooked her back at the finals of the quidditch cup? she was scared for her life back there and she was scared now. "what's so special about my father that you desperately need him? what would he do for you that you couldn't do with the help of your werewolves, that you said you had,"[/b] rowan questioned toward regulus as she stopped fighting the bonds holding her. she didn't understand why they couldn't just follow her father? after all he did come into that same square they took her from only earlier that night. they could have asked him then. rowan turned her head toward the door way seeing something moving and shaking in fear as something distant could be heard. it sounded really familiar, the yelling outside. there was only one voice that could have belonged to. her father. she tried to squirm out of the chair to go running to the safety of her father, but each time she moved, it felt like she wasn't making any progress. "i wouldn't keep your guest outside the gates waiting. he's got a nasty temper. for all i know, he's probably got his friends with him. after he bailed on me to go hang with them."[/b] her voice seemed almost sour toward the last part, but almost relieved that her father was here that maybe she would be out of this mess. she couldn't stand sitting in this chair in this room and in this house any longer. she wanted her drawing supplies and her wand back. she wanted to feel content and able to do what she wanted without being bound to wait for something to happen. she only hoped to have her life go back to being normal without death eaters storming into her life trying to get her over wanting her father to join them as an ally. sure she agreed with some of the things they did, but she didn't want a thing to do with them unless they could find all the vampire hunters and torment them to the point that they stopped their deed. and put a halt on all the muggles multiplying everywhere. she wasn't a fan of them not agreeing with her views on life and her lifestyle. rowan just wanted to go home and get out of here. be able to leave without having to look at the witch, tulah, for some time. she slumped against her chair and stared into space waiting for something to happen with her father. ---------------------------------------------------- STATUS, finished!
STARRING, tulah//reg//alex//open
COSTUME, here
SPEECH, 636
LYRICS, Ever the Same by Rob Thomas
NOTES, [/size] ---------------------------------------------------- [/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by .MATHEW ETHAN GREENGRASS ! on Feb 27, 2011 21:29:29 GMT -5
Does it make you happy you're so strange
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
You can watch the world devoured in it's pain He looked at girl with a mix of interest and disgust. Interest because it was the first time he met a half-vampire and disgust because of the fact that she was a half-breed. He didn’t care about creatures that couldn’t even use a wand even house elves could use magic in some form. But that any wizard would lower himself or herself to breed with one of them disgusted him even more. Those half-breeds were as bad as half-bloods and mudbloods. While keeping the blood pure was impossible now, many of the old families were gone. Those that reminded would end up one day marrying outside the pure-blood line. But at least they needed to have standards. Mating with creatures that weren’t even wizards. Muggles, vampires and whatever was compatible. No wonder they had squibs.
“You are right Tulah, but we can’t just attack him out front. We need some sort of insurance and this little half-breed is our insurance.” Plus their try nicely and asking routine had gone wrong. Why waste another chance with it, the hard way could also bring favorable results. Regulus smiled turning around to face the small house elf that had arrived. The elf carried a simple silver box which he handed to Regulus and scurried off, back to the kitchens He faced Rowan once more, walking closer and finally leaning down “I’ve dealt with vampires before, we have more than a few in our ranks. So I know a little secret about your kind, of course half-breeds may be different. But if your daddy shows up and tries anything nasty I can use..” Regulus stopped to open the small box.
It was filled with freshly cut garlic, the smell was strong in the room. It stung his eyes and for a moment Regulus was tempted to close it. “I can’t have my Death Eaters do certain things, so it is easier to use magical creatures. You can say they are easier to replace. While my Death eaters, I have to train them and make sure they are loyal and hundreds of other boring things.” Their blood was also not as important as that of his death Eaters, already the had very little pure-blood members left. “As for the werewolves, whine animalistic they are considered for those other days wizards. Most werewolves are registered by the Ministry, to have them to some jobs could catch the Ministry eyes.” Specially since they always made such messes of things.
“But, vampires and other creatures are rarely registered like that, more important when they attack it isn’t suspicious. Even those who support muggles, tend to dislike them and actually expect for them to do such barbaric acts.” Regulus himself believed that, they were still lower beings. Creatures that allowed their instincts and not their minds to lead them. He was about to explain that her bonds wouldn’t break without the use of magic and without her wand she wouldn’t even be able to cast even a simple spell. His head turned toward the door, listening to the sound that had interrupted him. “I wouldn’t worry much about him, I doubt that your daddy has any wizard friends around to even try and help him break through all of the spells that protect this house. Lord Voldemort made sure that the houses of his principal Death Eaters were well-protected or the Ministry could simply walk in.
He turned towards the door, placing the garlic down and walking outside to meet the terrified house elf. He pulled out Rowan’s wand and turned to smile at her direction, making sure that she if she wanted could see him. “Go outside and tell our lovely guest’s father that unless he wants his daughter’s head to keep quiet while we think. I don‘t want him waking father up.” The house elf whimpered at the mention of Rodolphus and disappeared to accomplish his mission. He turned walking back inside. “Don’t worry he’ll take good care of your wand, thought it won’t be of much use now. Those robes are magical and thus even your vampire strength won‘t be of much help.” He turned towards Tulah. “Now what do you want to do, I’m bored. Is boring when they can’t even fight back a little be, even if I don’t think it’s wise to give a wand to a half-breed.”
He picked the garlic up, thinking about sending it with magic to the vampire and any of the friends he had bought with him. But it would be such a waste of good garlic when he wouldn’t even see them try and avoid it. He glanced at Tulah and back at the half vampire girl, trying to think of something more interesting to do. He didn’t want this night to turn boring and ruin the fun he had planned for Draco. “When talking with that boy you mentioned your father scaring muggles, with all that is going on aren’t you afraid? The Ministry have become protective of muggles, they could trial him, Azkaban or maybe not even find him fit of a wizard prison and have him killed. I worked as an Auror, you wouldn’t believe how many vampires we brought in for attacking innocent muggles.”
“I can have it done to him too, I have powerful people inside. So you see you want to help us, not for yourself. But for your dear daddy.” He wasn’t sure how she would react to that, but it was worth a shot. It was also not a full lie, both Aurors and Obliviators had their hands full lately. Too many incidents involving muggles, magic and even creatures.
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outfit:here
tags: rowan/tulah/alex/open
lyrics: mashing pumpkins - the end
credit: code/graphics by me
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Post by .ROWAN KESTREL AMBER ! on Apr 24, 2011 22:03:00 GMT -5
 ----------------------------------------------------Fall on me tell me everything you want me to be
Forever with you Forever in me
Ever the same Call on me
I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me
Forever it's you Forever in me
Ever the same
[/font] ----------------------------------------------------[/center] rowan had no effect on the fresh garlic aroma regulus had brought out to show her. maybe it was because the smell didn't harm her or it just wasn't something that kept vampires away. or maybe it had no effect on half-vampires to a degree. "you won't allow your death eaters do certain things? isn't that what they are suppose to do? risk their life for a cause? which is it? either they do things that don't cause any risks or they do things that do cause risks." rowan was reasonable with her response toward being "used." she watched as he walked out, pulling her wand out of somewhere on his person and giving it to a house elf. were those things even relible these days? she wasn't quite sure as she watched as he passed on information to keep her father calm and quiet. which probably wouldn't work well considering the man had a temper of a beast and would need better treatment to calm down. "what's your problem with half-breeds? do you think i could have picked my parents? you try having a father who's never around when you're up during daylight hours and awake during the night hours when one is suppose to be sleeping," her voice was sour, but her demeanor was cold and almost emotionless. rowan knew how to control facial expressions, but her emotions were almost always breakable in tough situations under pressure. rowan listened to the more words that were spoken out of regulus' mouth. much seemed like a low rumble until it came about as alex and her father. "when talking with that boy you mentioned your father scaring muggles, with all that is going on aren't you afraid? the ministry have become protective of muggles, they could trail him, azkaban or maybe not even find him fit of a wizard prison and have him killed...." the rest was a bit blurred to her mind as she focused on those sentences spoken. was she scared that her father could be tried? a little, was there much she could do about it? no, because the man would still go about doing it until every last vampire hunter was killed and people knew that he meant business when he was in town. "protective of muggles? as if you care about them, like you care about half-breeds as to trash and pure bloods as to gold. would i be scared about such things? perhaps if this danger were to truly happen to him, yes i would fear for him. his temper is terrible. why would you want to leave a child parentless?" rowan's voice trembled with the last question of her line of questions to regulus. she didn't want to be considered an orphan with no one around to help or care for her. to keep a roof over her head or to care for her when she's sick and unable to do much of anything else. "don't do it to him! please, i beg you don't. his anger gets the better of him. please please don't do anything to him... he's all i have left," she became an emotional state now with the thought of her father being put into azkaban, she thought regulus was just making pointless threats, not the real thing. she didn't want to have to fend for herself. she wasn't exactly the people person some people she knew were. she was the shy quiet type who had the smarts to think out a situation and act fast on her feet rather than have the nerve to go up to people to ask for something to help her out with. in her attempt to break free of the magical ropes, she managed to knock the chair on its side with her going down with it. she was squirming to get free by trying to push herself off with trying to get her feet on the ledge of the seat, but came to no luck and stopped with lost attempts. "why would you want me? i'm a mess," her voice was lower than before, but very much a whisper that would only be caught by those who were actually trying to listen to her give in to the enemies' wants and demands. ---------------------------------------------------- STATUS, finished!
STARRING, regulus, tulah, alex, open
COSTUME, here
SPEECH, 710
LYRICS, Ever the Same by Rob Thomas
NOTES,nuthin' [/size] ---------------------------------------------------- him or it could be someone else [/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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not really, but you get the point.
