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Apr 7, 2007 14:25:58 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 7, 2007 14:25:58 GMT -5
Bellatrix sat under a dying tree at the edge of the cemetery, her back up against the rough bark. The grass beneath her was dry and brittle, and turning a yellow color in some spots. The cemetery caretaker needed to be scolded for letting such a sacred place be anything but spectacular. Cemeteries usually were a thing a beauty, with all the lovely headstones, the beautiful flowers left by sobbing mourners, the unnaturally green grass. Bella fingered a single blade of grass, plucking it from the dirt as she watched a flock of birds fly overhead.
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Apr 8, 2007 20:53:37 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 20:53:37 GMT -5
Logan stalked into the graveyard, he stopped when he caught sight of that girl. Turning his gaze to a fairly warn out headstone he walked up to it. He wanted to kick it to bring the body back to life just to destroy it. He scowled at it them muttered, "I see you got a proper grave, not that you deserve it. This hat of yours reminds me not to have children." He lifted his leg back then kicked the stone.
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Apr 8, 2007 21:20:52 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 21:20:52 GMT -5
She continued to watch the birds as they flew across the sky and disappeared into the distance. It was then that she saw that scruffy looking man from the meeting and Knockturn Alley. He appeared to be beating up a headstone. Finding this amusing, Bellatrix lifted herself off the ground and moved to lean against a closer tree, crossing her arms as she watched him.
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Apr 8, 2007 21:27:03 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 21:27:03 GMT -5
Logan heard her walking on the leaves. He ignored her and got out his wand, he shot a spell at the stone and the word 'beloved' changed to 'unloved' so now it read 'unloved father and husband'. He smirked as he put his wand away.
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Apr 8, 2007 21:37:01 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 21:37:01 GMT -5
After reading the altered tombstone, Bella couldn't help but snicker aloud. She clapped in a sarcastic manner. "Bravo. I do believe you've just won the Most Creative Man of the Year award." She kept her distance, her back to the tree. Merlin only knew what he would do this time. Last time she sassed him he tried to choke her.
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Apr 8, 2007 21:46:03 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 21:46:03 GMT -5
Logan whipped around wand in hand. He didn't speak he just looked at her like she just crawled out of dragon dung.
(Sorry it's short)
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Apr 8, 2007 21:54:48 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 21:54:48 GMT -5
She suppressed her laughter as he stared her down. "Now, now, now. Is that any way to act towards a lady?" The edge of her mouth twitched, wanting to smile, knowing it annoyed him when she giggled or grinned.
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Apr 8, 2007 22:00:32 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 22:00:32 GMT -5
Logan laughed. "'A lady'? I wouldn't exactly call you a 'lady'." Today his clothes were dark blue with a bit of gold in them. He hadn't wore his hat that day, it was at his house hanging on the wall.
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Apr 8, 2007 22:08:38 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 22:08:38 GMT -5
"And just what do you mean by that?" She dropped her arms and took a step toward him. She didn't care that his wand was still aimed at her while hers was secure in her pocket. She was fast enough if he tried to do anything.
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Apr 8, 2007 22:16:02 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 22:16:02 GMT -5
"What I mean is you look nothing like a lady," Logan paused. "more like a banshee especially with that hair." He smirked as he sized her up, she looked and seemed more like a child then a death eater.
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Apr 8, 2007 22:25:51 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 22:25:51 GMT -5
She had men lining up around the block to get a glimpse of her, and this buffoon had the nerve to put down her looks?! She reached for her wand and cast the Cruciatus Curse, her first time with such a curse, but it was the first thing that popped into her head. It would not be nearly strong enough to cause the amount of pain she wished upon him, but it was good practice. No one insulted her and got away with it.
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Apr 8, 2007 22:39:38 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 22:39:38 GMT -5
Logan felt some of the pain but it really wasn't enough to bring him to his knees. His lip twitched but showed no other sign of pain. He pointed his wand at the bottom of her robes then put them on fire. He had thought about doing that to her hair but thought he'd do that next round.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:00:21 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 23:00:21 GMT -5
She gasped as flames ignited at the hem of her dark purple robes - her favorite ones. She sprayed a jet of water at the fire, putting it out but not in time to save the beautiful attire her mum had bought her when she turned seventeen. "You miserable arse!" She screamed at him, trying to ignore the pain in her legs from where the fire burned her skin. Pointing her wand straight at his face, she fired a spray of acid at him.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:07:19 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 23:07:19 GMT -5
Logan dodged the spell and saw it hit his father's stone. He saw that it was an acid spell, he turned back to her. "Why you little-!" He sent a spell that would throw her back against the tree.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:22:47 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 23:22:47 GMT -5
She felt a great pressure knock her backwards, her head hitting the thick trunk of the tree behind her. Her head stung and she felt dizzy. She closed her eyes for a moment as a warm sensation spread down her head and her neck. She didn't realize it was blood, nor that the force of which she hit the tree had caused a large gash to appear beneath her dark hair.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:30:16 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 23:30:16 GMT -5
Logan smirked. "You're so weak it's pathetic!" He laughed, he knew that spell by heart, he used it on his father. He was strong when it came to that spell, he was strong at others as well.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:35:39 GMT -5
Post by Rodolphus Lestrange on Apr 8, 2007 23:35:39 GMT -5
Rodolphus had a bouquet of large purple roses, Bella's Favorites, to give to her. He never thought it completely strange that she arranged to meet him in a graveyard. He walked down the rows of graves and saw Bella, injured and a brute of a man standing over her.
"You cad! CRUCIO!" he bellowed filling the curse with as much of his anger and hatred as possible, Bella was his! how dare that git lay a hand on her!
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Apr 8, 2007 23:40:41 GMT -5
Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 8, 2007 23:40:41 GMT -5
She opened her eyes as he spat more insults at her. "You bloody wanker," she said as she struggled to stand up, bracing herself on the tree. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly to push out the pain. When she opened her eyes again she saw that Rodolphus had finally arrived, and smiled.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:45:26 GMT -5
Post by Logan VanHelsing on Apr 8, 2007 23:45:26 GMT -5
This time the spell brought him to his knees and he dropped his wand. He started twitching and clinching his fists and teeth. These kids aren't going to get the better of him! He wasn't going to yell or scream no matter how bad the pain.
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Apr 8, 2007 23:49:46 GMT -5
Post by Rodolphus Lestrange on Apr 8, 2007 23:49:46 GMT -5
"You bloody arse, You dare to do anything to MY BELLA! CRUCIO!" Rodolphus seethed as he stepped closer he didn't release the spell. If he could he would make it last until the bastard was babbling insanities. "Wreched bastard!" he spat on him as he fought the curse. He dropped the roses next to him, and next to Bella as he had neared her.
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