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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 0:30:31 GMT -5
"I will," she said. "But don't expect me to introduce you to my parents. I have no use for them." Her eyes had grown dark. "Can you Apparate or is that another one of your disabilities?" She added teasingly.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 0:39:19 GMT -5
"We can do it sidelong, uh i mean we can apperate sidelong!" he said flushing "I can apperate!" he said his face turning a deeper shade of red.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 0:46:12 GMT -5
She cupped his chin in her hands and kissed him. "I find your Charms handicap adorable," she said. She took his hand. "We'll Apparate togather, just so we can be sure to end up in the same place."
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Post by tomriddle on May 14, 2006 0:51:51 GMT -5
He sits in the back, cloaked heavily in black so he is able to blend with the shadows easily. He watches Voltaire and Isabella as they act like children. He hissed ot himself, spitting at their very existance. They gave Death Eaters a bad name with their foolish antics. Love was not supposed to be in the Death Eater vocabulary, but it seemed as if they'd found it in the fine print. He narrowed his eyes, glaring at the way Voltaire held her in his arms causing a smile to paint Isabella's once bitter face. His fingers curled around his wand until the wood began to splinter. He hated the way they were acting, but he forced down the urge to kill them at that very moment.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 0:52:02 GMT -5
Voltaire giggled when she kissed him. "Thank you,Ok I'd rather be with you anywhere!" he said feeling giddy and embrassedly goofyly happy.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 0:55:42 GMT -5
Isabella heard something moving nearby and her instincts kicked in. She pulled out her wand and looked around suspiciously. "Who's there?" she said.
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Post by tomriddle on May 14, 2006 1:01:54 GMT -5
He continued to reside in the shadows, not ready to reveal himself completely. He began to speak. "Foolish," was all he said. It was that could describe the pair. "Put your wand down, before i do it myself." He hissed. She was pitiful, thinking she could take him on with her measly wand. She was kidding herself.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 1:03:12 GMT -5
"um, i ate a burrito before our date." said Voltaire turning a shade of purple. "I knew it was a bad idea!" and he tried taking a deep breath to clam his raging face.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 1:04:00 GMT -5
Isabella dropped her wand. "My lord..." She froze, not wanting to speak for fear of angering the Dark Lord.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 1:06:29 GMT -5
'Oh crap, this is definatly worse than a burrito' he thought as the blood drained from his face. He turned his posture into one of submission and said "My lord, forgive me." and he bowed his head in shame, he actually felt ashamed of being so wonderously happy, if it had only been a few days. It had seemed like forever.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 1:13:12 GMT -5
Isabella silently cursed herself. She had known, from the very beginning, that this had been a bad idea. She'd just been powerless to resist to lure of actually being loved by another person. But she'd known she would lose her edge, and now the Dark Lord clearly did not approve... She bowed her head silently, feeling her whole body tense.
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Post by tomriddle on May 14, 2006 1:13:15 GMT -5
"Shut up, both of you!" he hissed. "How dare you publicly disgrace the Death Eater name?" He wanted to attack both of them at the moment, but refrained from doing so. The time wasn't right for him to be seen yet. His stomach twisted painfully the more he forced himself to be civil.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 1:17:54 GMT -5
Isabella kept her head bowed. Oh well, she thought, it was nice while it lasted....
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 20:13:38 GMT -5
'resignation, now there's an unwelcome emotion!' thought Voltaire and he stood next to Isabelle, feeling like a toddler that had been caught drawing on the walls. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ OOC  Hehehehe i won't get caught! |
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Post by tomriddle on May 14, 2006 21:07:51 GMT -5
"One of you tell me what pocessed you to believe that it was 'ok' to act like lovesick teenagers?" His voice lowered to a low rumble. His hand began to throb from the immense pressure he was placing on his wand. His eyes glowed red, hatred passed through him. Nothing about these two was normal and he wanted ot keep it that way.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 21:12:17 GMT -5
I should be noble about this. she did warn me' thought Voltaire and he looked at his shoes for a moment the he looked up and said "It was my doing, I instigated this tom foolery." he said seriously.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 21:17:34 GMT -5
Isabella felt deep shame flooding through her. She had known she was acting foolish, that it was against everything she had ever been in her whole life. Yet somehow she felt more like a child now, with the Dark Lord lecturing her just as her father had done so many times, than she had in the past few days with Voltaire. She remained silent and stared at the ground, letting Voltaire do the talking.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on May 14, 2006 21:23:55 GMT -5
OUT OF CHARACTER *it's one of those moods...*  |
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Post by tomriddle on May 14, 2006 21:39:06 GMT -5
He looked at the two, remembering the way they had held each other a moment ago. He sighed deeply and let his hand become lax. He hid his wand once more, not ready to take drastic measures just yet. What they had done was foolish, but not dangerous. Not like his other d**n Death Eaters. He looked at Voltaire, then to Isabella. "Isabella, look at me." he said without a dangerous bite in his tone. "For now, this may continue, but it may not," He narrowed his eyes once more. "interfere with the task that have been given to you. If so, you will pay and the punishment will not be a lecture again." he said.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on May 14, 2006 21:46:25 GMT -5
Isabella looked up at the Dark Lord, keeping her face expressionless. "It will not, my Lord, I promise. Serving you will always come first."
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