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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Dec 23, 2010 0:14:04 GMT 1
Viktor smiled, that was perfect he just looked at her in the eyes. "I don't believe in love, but having descendants with another pureblood witch is important, and you'd be my first choice for that." Viktor said, as he waved his wand so they would get some food cooked. He kept looking at her in the eyes. "Of course, in the end, you're the one to choose my dear."
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Post by rebeccavolkan on Dec 23, 2010 18:45:48 GMT 1
Rebecca glanced at him, then met his stare. "Good. Neither do I, I am not some hopeless romantic who reads silly romance novels." she said then stated "I am glad that I am your first choice. Keeping pureblood, blood pure is what is necessary" She smiled at him "Why, I'd choose you. I have yet to see a better suitor" she rubbed her neck with her palm.
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Dec 23, 2010 19:28:56 GMT 1
Viktor just laughed as he looked at the books again, there was no better suitor for him at least, though he didn't mind having a child with other girls, he needed strong descendants, powerful ones. "So any luck on those books or should we just work on the school work? Viktor said, sighing calmly, these school works were quite annoying, as he looked at her calmly, he hoped that if they had kids, they would be like him, deprived of weak emotions such as love, he needed kids that wouldn't mind killing.
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Post by rebeccavolkan on Dec 23, 2010 20:57:27 GMT 1
Rebecca smiled in an amused fashion. Sighing, she ran her fingers down her trousers, smoothing out any creases that might be there. "A little bit, but not much all it really is, is facts about the hallows" She sighed again dejectedly. She turned a page, gently reading over the facts. "As it was unlikely that he received it from Death, the Elder Wand was most likely created by the eldest of the three Peverell brothers, Antioch. It is fifteen inches long, made of Elder. It has a core of Thestral tail hair, which is "a tricky substance that only wizards that mastered death can control," according to legend. After killing a rival wizard in a duel shortly after creating the wand, Antioch drunkenly boasted of the wand's powers. He was murdered in his sleep that night, and another wizard took possession of the wand. Over time, the powerful wand passed through various owners, usually under violent circumstances, and acquired names such as "The Deathstick" and the "Wand of Destiny." She paused, in reading aloud. "I think we found the name we need" she said.
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Dec 24, 2010 20:22:57 GMT 1
Viktor listened as she told the story, touching his chin calmly he kept listening looking around eventually looking at her in the eyes as she told the story again, this time with a grin. "You're brilliant, looks like the Peverell's is our clue now, we have anyone named like that in school? Viktor said smiling calmly, he even got close kissing her cheek and hugging her, this was good news and he seemed happy about it. "We need to take them out, and get whatever they have."
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Post by rebeccavolkan on Dec 25, 2010 15:13:57 GMT 1
Rebecca pondered over the name Peverell in her mind, thinking of students who's name was Peverell. One rang to mind, "I think there is the head girl, the orphan Sarah. I believe her name is Peverell" she said thoughtfully, she was surprised as he hugged her, but hugged him back. She was mostly surprised that he had kissed her cheek, she raised her eyebrows, then stood one step, as too look at him, but kept her arms around him. "Yes we do need to did put who has them. The elder wand though wil be trickier, because of it's history, and the resurrection stone and invisibility cloak should be easy enough." she said just as thoughtfully ad before.
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Dec 29, 2010 17:35:41 GMT 1
Viktor looked at her and just smiled, they were making a bit of a progress here, they knew the name of the person but what about that wand, how could they find it? He sighed calmly, maybe it was time to put those ingredients to use. "I'll go after Rowena, all I need is one piece of Godrics hair, for the polyjuice potion I'll use, it's not wise asking her questions while being myself, I seem to be suspected by the founders."
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Post by rebeccavolkan on Jan 5, 2011 18:31:15 GMT 1
Rebecca smiled back at him, she stretched out slightly. "That is not the best thing, if they suspect you, we have to be careful" she paused. "That sounds like a good plan. Questioning her as yourself, would only raise questions we do not want them asking. "Should I clear this place up while you are gone, and rearrange things?" she asked. She knew that they could not work in the shop as it was. It would need a few things she could easily get, whether from her home or stealing them. She would bring some of her books over, it seemed they would spend time learning, so she would keep up on her Dark Arts and Alchemy training. She did not wish to fall behind. Her knowledge of spells was already vast and most of them were pretty deadly. She toyed with the idea of bringing over her alchemy kit, but her aunt and uncle might notice that her things were disappearing, so decided against it.
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 22, 2011 20:59:32 GMT 1
Viktor just looked at her, the plan wouldn't fail, he knew that much and at the same time he could get Godric out of the way so everything would work out brilliantly, he just looked at her calmly, wondering what she was thinking about, he then looked around to see more of the books, he sighed calmly. "Only problem now is the stone and the cloak, where could we find them, who has them." Viktor just said lost in his thoughts, was there a lot of Peverells or just one who had the cloak, he shook his head calmly, this would be hard to do. He just sighed again, getting up and pacing around the room, what could he do to find the locations of the other ones, he would interrogate Rowena for the location of the elder wand, but he had no idea for the other objects.
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Post by rebeccavolkan on Feb 22, 2011 21:19:04 GMT 1
Rebecca nodded. "Yes" she said thoughtfully. "That is a problem, quite a big problem actually" she frowned a little. "If we could find out the names of the original owners we could trace the family back, but the stone. Would that have stayed in the family?" she looked at him contemplatively. She watched as he paced the room, and raised an eyebrow. "The name Peverell is quite unusual in itself, at least. Thank god its not a surname like Smith. That would have taken years to narrow down" she said laughing slightly.
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