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Post by caleb on Jun 5, 2008 23:54:25 GMT -5
Though he felt bad for Bellatrix being dismissed like that, Caleb was overjoyed with this assignment. Ever since he had been inducted he had been waiting for something big like this. Some mission that he could prove himself on. Though he was still very green, he had the utmost confidence in himself. An attack on Hogsmeade, it was brilliant. There were always oafs from the school lagging about in the bars and shops. Easy marks.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Jun 7, 2008 0:57:13 GMT -5
"Well, you'd better succeed, Claudia," Voldemort said in a silky tone. "So far, most of our missions have been failures, at least on some level. If this continues, who will fear us? I will not have my forces being taken as a joke. You are all to take part, and you must wear masks, so you cannot be caught or identified. Is that clear?"
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 7, 2008 1:04:02 GMT -5
She wasn't looking forward to having to take orders from Claudia, but at least the Dark lord sounded as displeased with her as the rest of them at the moment. She wondered briefly if he acted with Claudia the way he acted with Bella in private. Perhaps all of it was an act. Did he really not think anything more of her than the rest of them?
She would have to prove herself time and again, until she was sure that the Dark Lord held her above the rest. "Yes, my Lord," she said proudly, nodding.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Jul 30, 2008 20:29:47 GMT -5
the dark lord had a thoughtful look on his face, it looked sinister and ill meaning on his face. his hollow cheeks and dark hair and the ever growing red eyes. "I have something to show you all, Something I think that would send a message to those who would probably find our recent endeavorers useless, even laughable. " he muttered a spell and a shot of fire and gold came out of his wand and made a glowing mark in the air, His mark. " Mesmorde. I want this set over home, village, murder committed in my name. " he spoke with the pitch of his voice climbing to a yell. with that he returned to narrowing his eyes and setting upon his followers.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jul 31, 2008 22:41:12 GMT -5
Bellatrix stared wide eyed at the glistening mark that hung in the air. The sight of it made her heart dance a little. Mors Mordre. It was beautiful. She would be proud to announce the Dark Lord's work with such a glorious symbol. She looked back at her master, to find he was again scowling at them in turn. Her mind began to wander once more to thoughts of private meetings between Claudia and Lord Voldemort.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Aug 6, 2008 12:02:06 GMT -5
Anger bubbled again in Voldemort, he turned and quickly lashed a Curse at Logan VanHellsing. He was a pathetic follower, he wasn't a very good hunter Nor was he in any position of power or sneaky enough to get to someone in power, he was obvious and clumsy. "I should kill you now," he sneered "But you don't deserve that honor. To the rest of you, Out of my sight!" he dismissed them with a dramatic sweep of his hands. All of them had failed to win some approval tonight.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Aug 6, 2008 23:34:21 GMT -5
Bellatrix nearly laughed aloud as Lord Voldemort called Logan out in front of them all. It was a pleasure unlike any other to see his face falter and show shock instead of the cold, uncaring look it normally held. He was an idiot and she hated him with every fiber of her being. On many occasions she had encountered him, and it always ended the same. He bested her but she was the one walking away laughing. She knew her laughing annoyed him greatly and she aimed to do it at least twice whenever around him.
Somewhat unnerved that she had not been held in slightly more favor that was shown tonight, she bowed as she backed out of the room with the others. Glancing back over her shoulder, she watched her master, her love, as she left.
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