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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Apr 15, 2011 21:47:33 GMT 1
Viktor didn't have time to wait for one of the stores to be empty, he barged in and murdered the owner, with a flick of his wand he cleaned the mess of the place, made sure everything was in place. He was wearing his dark robe, his face a bit hidden by the hood, only his mouth could be seen. He didn't care if some didn't show up, he would find them himself, this reunion was important, this war would be important. He just looked around calmly, there seemed to be some good dark artifacts in here, but he didn't care enough about it. He just looked at the door, levitating a bunch of tables and chairs at the center of the room. He would make sure that everything would be perfect at least.. as perfect as it can be. He didn't care about peoples feelings, he didn't care if some of them would die in this war. He knew he just had to go through with it and kill that new group that the blood Lesuth started.
Aurors and the four founders would complicate things but he would make sure that everything goes as planned. He waited patiently, tapping his foot and preparing the 'cocktails' for the 'guests' or rather the other members of the society that should arrive here for the first meeting. He sighed, patience wasn't one of his strong points but he'd wait for them, he had no choice at the moment, he just hoped that they didn't forget about it. They should easily find the place since Viktor made sure to put some spells that only those who are evil enough can see it.
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Post by Eliphas Lestrange on Apr 16, 2011 1:17:14 GMT 1
Eliphas appeared outside the shop in a flash of light. He had not yet met Viktor, the child that that foolish woman had signed his loyalty over to. Eliphas entered after Viktor. He was always prompt. Foolishness was a slight fascination of his, but it was not who he was. Eliphas strode through the door after Viktor. He narrowed his eyes to see only a child. He grinned after a moment though. "I have a feeling that I will live longer than you, boy." Eliphas said slowly. He was of course, bitter that he had been forcefully put under Viktor's name when he belonged with Salazar. Eliphas only really showed up to see how this Viktor could measure up to the Hogwarts Founder. After all, Salazar was rather mild in Eliphas' opinion.
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Apr 19, 2011 21:41:24 GMT 1
Viktor saw one of the members, it was surely that Lestrange, did he have a woman's writing or was it a woman who wrote his name? He listened to him and just had a smile, he was amused. "Hmm perhaps in your dreams old man, we never know.. you are a Lestrange are you not? Such a second class family these days." Viktor said, his voice calm and cold as he let the hood fall looking at the man's eyes. "Curious that someone would sign your own name, too incapable of doing it yourself or do you just have a woman's writing? Not that it matters, welcome to the society." Viktor said sarcastically, he looked at him calmly. "Don't we have a common foe... like that Alphard perhaps? No?" Viktor said, he didn't really care at the moment, he waited for more members to come in, so he could start the speech . "Would you like some ice in your beverage?"
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Post by Eliphas Lestrange on Apr 19, 2011 22:05:48 GMT 1
Eliphas' mouth curved into a smile slowly. He did not back down from the older duelling champion. That meant the boy had some idea of how to best Eliphas. It could have been a mere bluff, but Eliphas doubted that. "Indeed, second class. That is because I am not yet the patriarch." He decided then that he liked Viktor. "Ah. My mistress. She is quite flighty, but she means well. She should arrive shortly, I think." Eliphas ignored Viktor's sarcasm. He never cared to punish those for insulting him straight away. He liked to make them wait. Make them believe they'd actually succeeded in dominating him before he put them in their place. "Melkor. More an annoyance than a foe. His views are childish." Eliphas grinned, some whispered that Eliphas had come North to kill Alfie. It was a good guess. But the truth was that there were many reasons for the self-imposed exile. "Yes, please."
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Post by Lostris Lestrange on Apr 27, 2011 15:39:58 GMT 1
Nefertiti drifted calmly down the Alley toward the meeting place. She was bundled in a large grey cloak. It was not her usual style to dress in such color, but she was not usually going to European rallies much either. Her feet were covered with large brown soft leather boots that covered nearly her entire leg tightly. Her hair seemed long and lustrous but it was only a wig. She passed a drunk lying against a wall without looking down at it and entered the building.
Nefertiti came in upon Eliphas and Viktor's discussion. She did not overhear Eliphas speaking about her but was joyed to see that Viktor did not seem insubstantial in any way, shape or form. "Lord Viktor, I presume. Good evening." Neffy sank to her knees and bowed across the floor in Viktor's direction. She ignored the presence of Eliphas, he did not interest her right now. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Apr 27, 2011 19:35:25 GMT 1
Viktor just smiled and nodded as he conjured the ices "Cold beverages are better aren't they? Let me guess, you are here, dilly dallying around Hogwarts in search of a relic? Could it be the fearsome deathstick or perhaps something else?" Viktor said, as he heard Nefertiti's voice and he looked at her calmly, just bowing his head, though something about her seemed a bit familiar. "Unless you are after the title of the greatest duelist of all the magical world, and then again you would still want that elder wand wouldn't you?" Viktor said, raising his goblet. "A toast for us then, we still have more people to wait for, if they don't arrive though, we will still start. My lady, have a seat please." Viktor said, in a charming tone as he looked at her.
"What ever you might want Eliphas, I can provide it, as long as you are good just like your little dueling title suggests it." He said, as he took a sip from his goblet.
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Post by Brutus Malfoy on May 13, 2011 9:23:28 GMT 1
Brutus had watched as Viktor and his other two cronies had arrived. He hadn't realized that their leader was a mere child at first. He would not have joined them if he'd known. Brutus stood and pushed off his disguise as a bearded drunkard and followed the other three inside. He wore his navy blue robes with a pointed hat. Brutus was very traditional during ceremonies. He did not join the others right away but remained quiet and listened carefully.
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Post by Eliphas Lestrange on May 18, 2011 18:36:44 GMT 1
Eliphas grinned at Viktor's guessing. Eliphas almost laughed at the thing Viktor proposed. "The Death Stick? A mere legend! I have never competed in an English tournament. That is why I am not the Champion here. Just as well, the other places I do not own the title. I have never faltered before." Eliphas truly didn't believe an unbeatable wand existed. If it was unbeatable, the first fool to possess it would still have it and it would very much be in the public's sight. "Not a chance. Even if such a wand existed, I would not require it to best anyone." During his outbursts, Eliphas' voice showed a faint hint of a Roman accent. Though he corrected his speech after when he took his own drink up in response to Viktor. "Indeed. To a world-wide partnership."
Nefertiti quite surprised Eliphas, though he was aware that she was coming. He took note that she was ignoring him. Obviously to make him jealous of Viktor. Eliphas had just decided to ignore her as well when he detected that a fourth person had entered behind them. Eliphas almost shot a look over toward Brutus but decided not to give away the other man so quickly. Instead, he looked to Viktor. "I want secret techniques unrelated to duelling. A Muggle threatens our kingdom in the South and I intend to take care of that. Since my incompetent brothers and father are unable or unwilling. That is what I want."
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Post by Lostris Lestrange on Jun 16, 2011 0:19:12 GMT 1
Nefertiti got back to her feet quickly and gracefully, showing that she was very comfortable with making such a greeting. She sat as Viktor had directed. With a grin on her face, having obviously thought of what that Eliphas had not concerning the Elder Wand. "Forgive him, Lord Viktor. He is sick of barbarian food and has been edgy all weekend." Neffy was also sick of the food, but was not of the type to complain so openly.
Being thoroughly delighted in Eliphas' brutish boasting to Viktor, Nefertiti did not notice or care that there was another amongst them. Though she probably should have been since it was she that he was stalking. "As for me, I desire nothing, My Lord. Except to lend aid against the blood thieves and have my bit of fun." Nefertiti giggled cutely then threw her hair back with her hands.
She came to notice Brutus quite by accident. She was looking around, taking in the surrounding room. When she saw the beggar by the door. She glowered at him and pushed her seat back. She looked indignantly at Viktor and exclaim with contempt, "That is not invited, surely?!" |
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