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Dorcsexual
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Married to Dorcas. In love like a little bitch.
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COO Lestrange Industries // Dorcas' bitch
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Feb 12, 2018 21:24:09 GMT
 If I am an angel paint me with black wings
Rodolphus did not envy Evangeline’s position at the Ministry, even if it was of great value to the Dark Lord. MLE officials made mere knuts compared to the millions of galleons Rodolphus raked in daily at his position in Lestrange Industries. Evie was in a better position to report back rumblings and rumors in the Ministry but money could buy political power and a whole lot more, so there were no green eyes behind his mask as he looked over at the little brunette. Normally her sister would be standing at her side but there was a gap in the circle that told Rodolphus Clementine was not in their presence. Judging by the fact that Lord Voldemort had not mentioned it, Roddy assumed little Clem was up to something clever. If only her fiancee were in the know, then Roddy could have pumped Lucian for information on his next visit to the apothecary. Rodolphus’ supply was running low and a quick trip to see Lucian always solved his problems.
Voldemort demanded spies in the Ministry of Magic and Rodolphus turned his eyes back to his master as he rose and turned to leave without dismissing them. There was a silent pause in the room as the Death Eaters watched their leader exit, ensuring that they were in fact free to go. “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a new mission,” Rodolphus said to his brother and wife as he turned to leave. Rodolphus stretched out an arm to escort Bellatrix from the room but she was walking in the opposite direction, following after Lord Voldemort. “Bella!” he hissed, confused at actions, but she had already crossed the room and was shutting herself into the same antechamber as their master before he had been given a response. “Perhaps she will bear Him a son,” Adolph whispered harshly before turning and leaving the ballroom. Rodolphus’ eyes narrowed on the closed door that hide his wife away from him, scowling behind his mask. Without warning, Rodolphus turned on his heel and brushed past his father and brother, and a number of other Death Eaters, and made his way to the exit, disapparating from the street without a word to anyone.
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Waiting for Mr Right
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Post by Evangeline Lucille Nott on Feb 14, 2018 20:59:50 GMT
 Darkest of Times Silence engulfed the room, and Evie was sure you could have heard an ant sneeze from a mile away, it was rather chilling and most definitely the cause of the hairs standing up on her arms. Her heart jolted when the silence was eventually broken with her name coming from the Dark Lord's lips. She hadn't been expecting to be mentioned at all today, but then she supposed it was always best to be prepared for anything when in the presence of this brilliant man. She bowed her head at his words, happy to accept the weight of being a spy amongst the Ministry on behalf of herself and her sister, who was just as valuable as she was, if not more so being so close to the Minister. She felt like she should say something, a quick "yes, my lord", or something of the like, but she didn't dare speak in the eerie room, and so a respectful bow of her head would have to do. She was tempted to curtsy, but then that would have seemed like she was kissing arse, and nobody liked an arse kisser. Torn, she was glad when their master continued to talk, taking the worry from her with his words. He wanted more. More than the few people he had at his disposal inside the Ministry walls, and that was understandable. Taking over the Ministry would be the smartest thing he had done so far, and if it was successful it would surely ensure them to be the victors in the waging war. That kind of power was not to be scoffed at. Evie would do everything she could to give any and all information she could get her perfectly manicured hands on, and she was confident that she'd put in the work to make sure she would never be caught, or even suspected to be in league with the Dark Lord. She had quite the comfortable position, and she was happy to keep it and use it as much as necessary. Her breath escaped in a loud puff as the room was dismissed, and she clicked her way out of the hall, the sound of her boots ringing loudly after the quiet hush they had all been encased in. She didn't pause to speak to anyone, merely wove through other cloaked figures and disapparated as soon as she was out of the boundary of the manor, heading straight home and ripping her mask off as soon as her feet landed in her bedroom. She tossed it on her bed, pulling off her cloak and checking the time. There was still time to eat a quick lunch before heading back to work. Today was proving to be quite efficient. _______________________ tag: The badasses. notes: Outfit. <3 [googlefont="Mrs Saint Delafield"] |
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can't touch this - because Jovi will kill you
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dating Jovi Rowle
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Princess // Starlight Speakeasy Owner
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izzy
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Oct 18, 2021 12:35:20 GMT
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Post by Finley Charles Avery on Feb 15, 2018 11:50:26 GMT
 Darkest of Times Which Nott? That was Fin's first thought. Evie was a Hit Witch, but her older sister was right in the Minister's pocket. He supposed it didn't matter which one was being addressed right then, they were both useful. More useful than Fin's father, and a damn sight better to look at. As soon as the group were permitted to disband, Fin's father fell into step beside him. "Finley," he murmured, grabbing Fin by the elbow and causing his son to stiffen, years of being a punching bag for Aurelius making him automatically expect more than just to be grabbed by the arm. He carried on walking, though his pace slowed because there was outright defying his father, which was a really stupid idea, and there was giving him what he wanted, but on Fin's terms. Fin would talk to him, but he wasn't going to stop in the middle of the hallway and be talked at. He wasn't that fearful teenager any more, he was a man with a life of his own and his father needed to realise that. "You didn't come to dinner last night," Aurelius' voice was annoyed, but Fin forced himself to stay strong. "I had an incident at work. Had to fire one of the doormen." Fin answered, not wanting to give too much detail to his father. He had actually had to let one of the burly men who worked at the Starlight go last night. There'd been fighting outside and it turned out the doorman had caused it, attacking a mudblood in front of a crowd of people and openly shouting about the younger guy being filth. Fin couldn't have that sort of thing being associated with his club, he needed to be seen as a neutral party, not anyone who would be sympathetic to Voldemort's cause. He agreed wholeheartedly that he'd rather not have mudbloods in his club, but it was something he had to allow to keep the MLE off of his scent. It was the smart move, and Fin, though capable of being a complete dickhead at times, was a smart man. So the doorman had been fired and sent home, and Fin had made sure to make a show of it so people would hear and see him as someone who wouldn't stand for that kind of thing. It was all a bit dramatic and tiring, but he'd done it, and now he needed to look for another doorman. "I told you you shouldn't have bought that club, it was a foolish move, it'll only end in trouble," Aurelius snapped, jumping on any excuse to berate his sons choice to go his own way in life. "The Dark Lord wants more people in the Ministry, you heard him, get rid of the ridiculous pipe dream you're chasing and come and work with me. I want it, the Dark Lord wants it, it's the smart thing to do, Finley." Fin carried on walking, licking his lips which were dry from the anxiety he felt at having to stand against his father. "You've just been promoted to head of the department," Fin said with a shake of his head. "You don't need me in the Portkey office, you've got it all covered without me." It was true, Aurelius had been promoted over Christmas to head of the department of magical transportation, and so he could basically control the lot and rig it according to the Dark Lord's wishes. It might not be the most useful position, but it still had it's uses, Fin wasn't needed to sit behind a desk, bored all day every day. His father's grip tightened on his arm, and Fin was dragged to a halt, Aurelius spinning him so they were face to face, or mask to mask, his father's blue eyes piercing through Fin's skull. "I didn't raise you to be a fool, Finley," he growled. Fin gave a half laugh, heart pounding in his chest as he moved to wriggle his arm free of his father's grasp. "I'll be at dinner tomorrow night," he said, pulling a little bit harder to be freed from a grip that would no doubt leave a bruise or five. "I'm late for a meeting." He forced himself to stare his father down, holding that steely blue gaze until Aurelius finally got fed up and roughly released his only son. He swept away out of the building, cloak swishing behind him until he was out of sight. Fin leaned against the wall for a second before giving his arm a gentle rub and straightening his robes. He waited until he thought his father might have apparated home, and then headed outside himself, the cold hitting him like a harsh slap in the face after his encounter. With a loud pop, he disappeared from the snowy roadside. _______________________ tag: Sexy evil peoples! notes: Outfit. <3 [googlefont="Allura"] |
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Married but looking
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Post by Vienna Phoebe Rosier on Feb 20, 2018 11:06:13 GMT
The meeting came to an end and Vienna didn't feel put out by the Dark Lord's praise of the Nott girl because quite simply they all had their roles to play, they all had influences here and there and that was what made them all very useful, it was what made them the inner circle. The inner circle that seemed to grow at every other meeting. There were more and more of their ranks, people with skills to be utilised. Vienna no longer had a position within the ministry but she had contacts, some of which were corruptible for the right price and since she'd married into the famous Rosier family she was able to help influence the corruptible for the right price and if an agreement could not be reached on just what exactly the right price might be then she wasn't afraid to get her hands a little bloody for the sake of their cause. There were plenty of fish in the sea and eventually a useful little fish that would do as exactly as it was told, would come along and wondrous plans could be set in motion. Vienna was not sure of what the Dark Lord had planned but she knew it would be something spectacular.
Leaving the room Vienna spied Aurelius leading young Finley away. Vienna walked tall, the eyes behind the mask following the two until she passed them in the hall without a word. She liked the both of them. Aurelius had been a fine mentor when she'd worked with him and he was the one to introduce her to the Death Eaters, without him she would not have been where she was today and she owed him for that. His treatment of his heir, however, was questionable at best, but it was best not to interfere with others matters no matter ones personal feelings in the situation because while Vienna owed Aurelius and rather liked him, she also rather liked Finley and enjoyed his company. The young Death Eater had killed her twin after all and reliving that moment was an absolute delight. The boy had no knowing at the time who she had been pointing at but he'd picked up on just who it was he'd sent his spell at all too late. He'd struck down the woman that looked identical to the one that had been standing next to him. A cruel smile had twisted its way across her lips as she watched her sister fall into the arms of her lover and his cries were simply wonderful. With that thought she was happy to let Aurelius and Finley work out whatever it was they needed to work out and she carried on her way, heading back home as soon as she was off the premises so she could return to her son.
Tag: Lord Voldemort
Words: 473
Notes: <3
Outfit: Death prepared!
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