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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 22:56:39 GMT -5
Voltaire had escaped from the club with his coat filthy from ducking on to the club floor, his hair was in disarray and he smelled like he was bathed in a bottle of scotch. He ran up the two flights of stairs to Isabella's office, even it was late at night, he felt that she had to be there at least reading. He reached the door panting.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 22:59:19 GMT -5
Isabella was in her office, pacing the floor. She didn't know where Voltaire had gone, and she was getting rather tense about it. She had searched everywhere he should have been and tired herself out quite a bit in the process. Now as she paced the office, she was nearing a panic, half convinced that he'd decided to leave her.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:05:34 GMT -5
Voltaire got enough breath in him to knock on the door and open it part way asking breathy "Isa? are you in here?" as he stepped slowly into the office. Upon seeing her, he sighed in relief and went to embrace her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:10:20 GMT -5
"Oh, thank the gods, where have you been?" Isabella cried, throwing her arms around him. She leaned in to kiss him, then gagged. "You smell like scotch!" she cried, covering her mouth. "And... perfume...?" She coughed heavily and sank onto the couch. "What have you been doing?" she said accusingly.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:12:59 GMT -5
"Nothing! Ok So I went to a Night club." he said truthfully "But I took a sobering solution and I got some really interesting news!" he said taking off his filthy coat and tossing it on the couch.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:15:43 GMT -5
"A nightclub?" she repeated, raising her voice. "Whatever were you thinking going to a nightclub? And what did you learn there, that slutty woment with cheap cologne still find you attractive? Honestly, that smells like the perfume my cousin Claudia wears!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:25:26 GMT -5
"AH, it's funny you should mention her... No I didn't go to find out slutty women find me attractive, I saw Chuckles there!" he said opening his arms again trying to hug her, "Your tramp of a cousin spotted me and tried to cop a feel, but i picked her up and put her on the table!" he said trying to explain, but failing miserably.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:29:50 GMT -5
Isabella pushed him away. "Don't touch me!" she said. "Not until you shower at least! Especially if my cousin had her hands on you... And you picked her up?" She could feel her blood pressure rising and she paused to take a few deep calming breaths. "You'd better start at the beginning, and you'd better swear to me that you felt nothing but revulsion when she was touching you..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:44:34 GMT -5
"No! I swear I wanted to throw up, cross my heart and hope to die!" he said stepping back and holding both his hands up to show he gave up. "Ok I entered the club, and spotted Charles, He was drinking like an fish, and I asked the bartender if she knew anything about him, she said that's all he does is drink." he said taking a breath, "I got a drink and then I got a bottle of scotch and joined him, I thought since he was plenty sauced he'd sing like a bird about what Voldemort had planed, He said he has NOTHING planned! don't you think that's weird?" he said bringing his arms down and almost childishly stamping his foot to get his point across.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:49:16 GMT -5
"That doesn't mean anything. If Charles has been drinking a lot, it's very possible that the Dark Lord just decided to shut him out of the loop with his plans. You know how he is, he doesn't like distractions, and obviously, Charles is distracted about something." She frowned. "Poor Charles... I never knew he had a drinking problem... I wonder if this is a new development..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 7, 2006 23:55:48 GMT -5
Voltaire was disconcerted about Isa's flippant response, suddenly he felt a pang of misplaced jealously and said "Well you cousin sat in my lap and said he'd like to try and seduce me away from you." he said crossing his arms over his chest, about half a second later, he realized that was a very stupid thing to say.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 0:02:20 GMT -5
Isabella's eyes widened. "She did WHAT?" she practically shrieked. She jumped to her feet. "Oh, I'm going to kill her this time... that little b!tch...."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 0:09:06 GMT -5
Voltaire stepped back and said "Isa! come on...You can't go after her now!" he said thinking about stepping closer to her. "I called her a bloodless b*tch and a tramp!" he said trying to redeem the situation.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 0:21:42 GMT -5
Isabella stopped. "You're right, I can't go after her now... but... ugh! I hate her! She's like my mother's protege! Listen, if you ever see her again, don't talk to her, and definitely don't let her touch you. Do you know what she does for Voldemort? She's an interrogator. She gets information out of people--one way or another. If she can't seduce it out of you, then she'll torture it out of you. She's smart and she's mean, and she won't back down. And worst of all, she hates me almost as much as I hate her. She tried to kill me once. She tried to poison me at a family party... luckily, I spilled the drink in a potted plant. And I know she killed her husband. Just... please... stay away from her. She's lethal. It makes me sick to think that she touched you..." She shuddered and wiped away a tear in her eye. "Please tell me again that you found her repulsive... I'll even believe you..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 0:56:26 GMT -5
"Of course I thought she was repulsive! I couldn't believe that who%e was trying to seduce me in the first place! She had the guile to first call me ugly, then attractive in my own way!" he said dejectedly. "I am good looking aren't I?" he said mimicking her "I'll even believe you!" He sighed and said "Isa, You know that I think you are the most gorgeous and sexiest woman on the face of the earth!"
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 14:19:58 GMT -5
"She called you ugly? Well, clearly she is blind, because you're the most handsome, sexy, wonderful man I've ever seen! But honestly, Claudia will come on to anyone, whether she finds them attractive or not, if she feels she can get something out of it. If she came on to you, she was probably either trying to get information out of you, or she was trying to make me crazy with jealousy." She moved a little closer to him. "I think it worked, too..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 14:42:26 GMT -5
"But you want to kill anyone that agrees with you that I'm handsome or sexy!" he said pouting "Now thanks to her I smell... and thanks to that rotten git I want a smoke, he reeked of them." he pouted further.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 14:46:45 GMT -5
"That's because you're mine!" she said, pouting in return. "And I'm sorry if I don't like sharing, it's only because I love you so much."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 15:07:16 GMT -5
"Well, I don't share either, so I think were fine with that!" he said taking a step closer. He cursed and turned away, He wished he could cast a freshening charm or something! he wanted to cuddle, "could you...um...you know." taking his hand and flicking toward himself, turning back to face her.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Nov 8, 2006 15:11:47 GMT -5
Isabella giggled. "I don't know why, but I find your Charm handicap to be completely adorable," she said. She pointed her wand at him and said, "Scourgefy!" Then she walked closer to him. "You know, I really want to still be mad at you, but I'm finding you so irresistable right now..."
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