A Dark Meeting...

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire brust into the three broomsticks and told the bartender "Give me a bottle of firewhiskey and four glasses It'd be better for you not to meddle tonight" he said taking both the bottle and the glasses and he grabbed a a tall booth and waited standing for his "guests"

[Delilah Dupree]

Delilah swept into the brightly lit tavern, raising her long leopard skin coat above her as a cape to shield her eyes. When she caught a couple of the customers giving her startled looks, she hissed at them, showing off her fangs. Then she walked over to the table where Voltaire was sitting. "So, Mortal, what did you say your name was again, as if I cared?"

[Fenrir Greyback]

Fenrir brust into the Pub and stalked over to the booth. "Move aside woman, i have to sit as well" he sat next to her and the boy that looked very peterfied between vampire, boy, and werewolf.

[Delilah Dupree]

"Oh, go cough up a hairball, Fenrir," said Delilah snappishly. She glanced at the bottle of firewhiskey with disdain. "Oh, come on, don't you know I only drink bloody marys?"

[Voltaire Rothschild]

"You care, because Your interested." said Voltaire causally pouring drinks" Look, My Lord left for his own personal business, while he is away he left me and One Isabella Rothschild in charge of his deatheater ring here." he said in his busness like tone, yet smiling his charming smile.

[Delilah Dupree]

"Well, where is this Rothschild woman? She should be here, too, shouldn't she? I'm not happy about talking with underlings, I came to meet with Voldemort himself. But if he left you and this woman in charge, I'd like to meet you both." Frustrated, she dug in her coat pocket and produced a new lollipop.

[Fenrir Greyback]

Fenrir grinned taking the drink that was poured and slammed it down and set the empty glass down licking the liquor off his lips. "So you have Run of your pack. what are you doing as of now to keep it strong?" he said eying the man, he was a strong leader. but he wanted to facts not just what his nose could smell.

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire Glared at Delilah. "I'm not a damned underling, your sitting next to an underling! Isabella is my Partner in managing this group and she is a spy. As for making our "pack" as you call it , strong we are trying to gain support from gaints, werewolves such as yourself and of course Vampires. You are shunned from wizard kind as much as anyone else. Joining us we could over take the narrow minded mudbloods." he said half believing his words.

[Delilah Dupree]

Delilah smiled as she sucked on her new lollipop. "OK, well, then, you've got my attention," she said at last. "If the Dark Lord trusts you then I suppose that means something. It does sound like he's amassing an army. My army of darkness consists of vampires and werewolves, along with other dark wizards. We also tend to enlist people as assassins, forcing them to do our bidding. One of my former assassins is here, perhaps you've met her? Emily Alchemia is her name."

[Voltaire Rothschild]

Voltaire was surprized but hid it well. "She is among our ranks already, and she is gaining favor, see ruling with an iron fist is so much easier when one does what come naturally, don't you agree, Greyback? " He smiled a wicked smile. knowing it dripped with charm. The were wolf leaned back and nodded apperictively.

[Fenrir Greyback]

"He has a good point Delilah, last i heard some of my kind even started to dislike you and your methods" he said. he smelled the air once more and accepted this man as a strong leader. "You have my attention, It seems i won't have to rip out your throat to know if your worthy or not." Grinning he placed a clawed hand on Jake and said "Him on the other hand...i think i want to toy with more, he might be more useful once every full moon rather than a sneaky boy deatheater"

[deatheatertime]

"Watch your filthy hands, hybrid." Jake said. "I'm under the 'protection' of Mr. SkipIt here." He really regretted that Voltaire was his 'protector/mentor' but atleast it might give him some help.

[Fenrir Greyback]

Fenrir laughed, "I love it when my meals are spicy!" he let his claws graze Jakes skin and said "I doubt your protector, would really much care, pack members that defy higher ranks are usually killed, and you smell absolutly" he inhaled audibly" full of haterd towards him." He moved his hand and grabbed some of his hair and toyed with it. "I look forward to meeting your other members, if this is the one you have to watch for, the others have to be interestind on their own." Fenrir grinned. this partnership might very well be a good idea.

[Alastor Domino]

"Would you like me to curse you hybrid?" Jake asked angrily.

[Fenrir Greyback]

Fenrir laughed again even hartier "You think that stick you have in your sleeve is going to help you?!" he burst out laughing again. "You have a marvlous sense of humor!" then he became serious and put his claws at his throat "before you could say the first part of your spell your neck will be spilling blood" he said moving his claws just over his adams' apple.

[Alastor Domino]

"Why don't you find some other kid to pick on?" He asked.

[Delilah Dupree]

At the mention of blood, Delilah snapped to attention and looked over at Jake hungrily. "Back off, furball," she said, sneering at Fenrir. "How's about I offer you my protection?" she said to Jake. "I won't let the big fleabag bite you."

[Alastor Domino]

"Uh, sure." He said. "What kind of lolipops are those?"

[Delilah Dupree]

She sucked her lollipop slowly and deliberately. "Blood-flavored, of course. Want one?" she laughed.

[Alastor Domino]

"Not really." Jake replied a little disgusted. "You know, there's a ball coming up at Hogwarts and I'm the leader of the Weird Sisters. We could, have an uprising or something during it."