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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 13, 2008 0:03:58 GMT -5
Bellatrix was sitting at home, replaying the events of the past few weeks in her mind. She had been beyond pleased at her mission for the Dark Lord, and then angered at Claudia's appointment at the latest meeting. She hated to admit it but Claudia was probably the best fit for the job. It didn't call for much loyalty or any evolved thinking. The perfect minimum-planning job for her. But the cause and her master were only a fraction of the jumbled thoughts running through her head.
Rodolphus was, once again, off on some secretive mission. Charles was dead. Edmund was off doing Merlin knows what with Merlin knows who. She hadn't seen Dean since camp directly following their graduation. She was never one to need a man, but they certainly fulfilled certain important aspects of life. And if she wasn't getting all the attention from Lord Voldemort, then she felt she should be getting it from some other man.
Glancing out the window it seemed fate had answered her wishes, though cruelly. She saw non other than Logan Van Helsing walking past. This man greatly annoyed her, and since she obviously wasn't doing much else, she decided to have a little fun. Jumping up, she headed toward the front door. Pulling it open, she leaned against the doorway as she hollered, "They certainly don't do a good job at keeping the riff raff out of this place, do they?"
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 13, 2008 0:12:44 GMT -5
Logan rolled his eyes, couldn't he have a day without her in it? "Only riff raff I see here is you, Trixie." It was his new name for her since she seemed to like Bella more then Bellatrix he thought she must hate the Trix part.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 13, 2008 0:19:15 GMT -5
Bella sneered at him as she walked down to where he was. "You know, I've never thought to ask but where is it you live? It's obviously not any place with running water." She turned her nose up at him, as though he smelled. With his tattered clothes, he certainly looked as if he had some sort of stench about him. "Nor a laundry service."
She clutched her chest, her upper lip curling in disgust. "You're not...poor...are you? You probably don't even have a house elf. No wonder you look the way you do. I've seen better groomed muggles." Coming from Bellatrix that was a huge insult. Muggles, along with muggleborns, were nothing more than pests, infesting their beautiful world.
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 13, 2008 0:29:23 GMT -5
"I live around, and no I'm not poor, I just haven't been home to change, I just got through killing a few Muggles." Logan said glaring at her, he smirked as he looked down at the blood on his robes. "I always wear my bad robes when killing Muggles."
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 13, 2008 0:33:37 GMT -5
She was certain he must be lying. Or else, he was always 'killing muggles'. He seemed to always look as though he were sickleless. And his omission of where he lived only led Bellatrix to believe that he probably lived under a bridge somewhere. Possibly tormenting neighboring goats.
"Right. Well here, let me help you clean up." Drawing her wand she shot a wave of water at him, soaking him. Bella couldn't help but laugh, throwing her head back and cackling loudly. She couldn't wait to see how he'd react. He was such an easy mark.
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 13, 2008 0:42:52 GMT -5
Logan quickly dried himself off then pointing his wand at her sent the babbling curse at her followed by Confringo. He wasted no time between the two.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 13, 2008 0:49:23 GMT -5
Bella was able to block the first spell Logan sent at her, but wasn't expecting the oaf to send a second. She thought it too complicated for him. She was proven wrong as the blast sent her flying backwards through the air and slammed her against the wall of the apartments. Her body fell to the floor where she laid for a minute, motionless. Suddenly she came to, and began coughing violently. The ass had tried to kill her! Over a little water! If she could only get up, then he would pay. Unfortunately her body did not respond as quickly as her mind.
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 13, 2008 1:02:35 GMT -5
Logan walked over to her, "Nobody makes me look like a fool." He glared at her as he put his wand away, he could kill her but thought if she was gone who would he argue with.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 13, 2008 9:52:30 GMT -5
Bella managed to roll over just as Logan came up to her. She reached for her wand but when she was thrown it had flew from her hand. Since Logan had put his wand away, they were still on level playing ground. Pushing herself up Bellatrix raised her hand and brought it sharply against his cheek. "You arse!" He was lucky she was so sore from his spell or else she would have done much worse.
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Post by caleb on Jun 13, 2008 23:53:56 GMT -5
Caleb lived in a neighboring apartment and heard the commotion downstairs. Without thinking, he ran outside to see what was going on, only to find Bellatrix and Logan going at it. Bellatrix was currently laying on the ground, and Logan was towering over her. Knowing Bellatrix, she had probably started the whole thing. "Oy! What's going on here?"
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 14, 2008 1:58:09 GMT -5
Logan shot the boy a glare. "Stay out of it!" He yelled at the pest, he might be a fellow Death Eater but this was Logan's business. He turned back to Bella, "Next time don't mess with the robes, Trixie"
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 15, 2008 22:36:37 GMT -5
"f*cking wanker," she muttered as she pushed herself up from the ground to a standing position. Logan, though clearly an idiot, continued to surprise her every time they got into it. She might have to actually start expecting a little more from him. That had always been Bella's weakness, expecting too little from people.
"Bugger off Cal. This doesn't concern you." Bella was convinced the boy was obsessed with her. After all, Bella had joined the Dark Lord's ranks, and then who should show up? Caleb. The Black's had paid for Bellatrix' apartment and then guess who's the new neighbor; Caleb. If she weren't so attractive she might have been able to see it as a coincidence. But alas, with great beauty comes great responsibility.
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Post by caleb on Jun 16, 2008 15:26:58 GMT -5
"C'mon mate. I'm on your side. She needs a good wallop upside the head every now and then." He laughed to himself. He thought himself very clever, even when he only pointed out the obvious. Bellatrix was a royal pain in the ass, had been as long as he had known her. And this bloke Logan seemed to recognize that. Finally! Someone not taken in by her appearance. Caleb was thrilled.
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 17, 2008 12:16:41 GMT -5
"Kid, just go home, I don't need a cheering squad." Logan said tempted to curse him next, he knew he was suppose to work with these people but he didn't want to befriend any of them.
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Post by caleb on Jun 17, 2008 20:13:55 GMT -5
"You know mate, you might want to be a little more pleasant. No one really likes you much, it's not just Bellatrix here. Best to have a few chaps to cover your back, in case you need help one day. But if you'd rater me leave you alone..." Caleb shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk away.
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 19, 2008 15:46:38 GMT -5
"I don't need friends, kid." Logan said, friends were only good for betraying you. He looked back at Bella, "I wouldn't want to lose my toy by killing it." Logan smirked.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 19, 2008 16:04:15 GMT -5
Bella laughed at Caleb's lame attempts to make friends with Logan. The pair of them might almost equal one competent death eater. Almost. She knew Logan must have been with Lord Voldemort for a long while, joining back when the revolution was still just being born. At those times you take every man you can get. But now, there must have been some good reason to take on Caleb. To Bellatrix, the only thing he had going for him was his youth, but a dead young man is of no use to anyone so he would need help soon.
Bella suddenly realized that she was no longer in possession of her wand. She had been so completely out of it that the thought never occurred to her that she was without it. She immediately looked around for it, finding it on the ground near the wall she had hit, just as Logan began to speak to her again. She looked it over, inspecting it for damages but saw none.
"If you had broke my wand, you bastard, you wouldn't have to worry about killing me. You'd already be dead."
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 24, 2008 20:53:14 GMT -5
"Really? and how would you have killed me? You don't look the type that would do it the muggle way." Logan smirked and crossed his arms across his chest as he waited for a reply.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Jun 24, 2008 21:32:33 GMT -5
Bellatrix flinched at the thought of anyone thinking she would do anything "the muggle way." She would sooner die than sink to that pathetic level. "Your filthy wand would do the trick I suppose. In a pinch. Though I'd probably have to burn my hand after touching it. Merlin, don't you clean anything?! Your poor mother must be turning over in her grave every time you step foot out the house looking like that." She waved her hand dismissively at him, her other hand still firmly gripping her wand.
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Post by Logan VanHelsing on Jun 24, 2008 22:29:23 GMT -5
"Yeah, if you must know I do." Logan rolled his eyes then turned to leave, he was through with her for the day. He was annoyed enough as it was, her calling his wand and robes filthy was enough for him.
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