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roddie LESTRANGE; (roddie) wrote in asphodel,
@ 2008-04-29 01:20:00

Who: Rodolphus and Rabastan
Where: A wizarding pub :/
When: 12 Noon.
Why: Because he's been busting Rab's balls.

Dress in a perfect fitting black suit, black shoes and pants, Rodolphus strolled into the pub. He hand pressed against the door, palm flattening and applying pressure to it allowing it to swing open for him. He came to the realization that his brother hadn't arrived, his blue eyes moving right to left and vice versa. Figuring his brother would arrive soon, he made an effort and took several steps forward to one of the stools. Rodolphus moved his right leg up, resting his arse on the top of the stool and scooting inwards a little.

When he was sure that he had himself a good, comfortable spot, he leaned over in a slouch and raised his arm.

"I'll take a six-six-six, please." Rodolphus moved his mouth a little, he turned to grab a few coins and set them against the counter.

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rabby
2008-04-29 05:49 am UTC (link)

Rabastan's journal entertained him, but as most things with him, he grew bored of it rather quickly. Snapping it shut, he slipped it into the inner pocket of his robes. Standing from the bed, he walked out into the corridor, turning his head to see who was present.

It appeared Rodolphus had left already, though he knew that he really could've been anywhere considering the size of the Manor. But he decided to use that as an excuse to leave as he didn't particularly feel like search.

Drawing his wand, Rabastan Disapparated on the spot, appearing not a moment later outside of the pub. He slipped his wand away as he walked in, spotting his brother immediately. Walking over to him, he sat on the stool right next to him.

"I'll have what he's having."

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roddie
2008-04-29 07:49 am UTC (link)

The bartender placed down a drink for the two of them; one part Sambuca, one part Tequila and one part Jack Daniels. It was on the sweet side but was most likely a hard drink that Rodolphus appeared to like. Moving his hand he took a swig and winced as it burned a hole down his throat, or so he thought,"Sorry about getting on your case a bit," Rodolphus tilted his head back to swallow more of his drink, turning at his waist and placing it upon the counter-top.

"I hate that Tanis-bint. The way she acts and all, she might as well be a half-sane mudblood. She has it in her mind that she might be more favoured than we, she's ridiculous," Rodolphus folded his fingers closed and rested his arms against his lap,"And doing a raid on a church, daft reason to kill a "man of cloth" so to speak." He snorted through his nose.

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rabby
2008-04-29 08:35 am UTC (link)

Rabastan glanced at Rodolphus with an arched brow, feeling genuinely flattered that he had apologised. Realising his expression probably gave him away, Rabastan averted his gaze, shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal. "Don't worry about it."

He took his drink as it arrived, lifting it in front of his face and glancing at it curiously. He downed the shot, wincing slightly at the burn in his throat. He placed his hand on his chest, waiting for it to pass.

The comment about the female Death Eater under the impression she was more favoured than they were made Rabastan snort on impulse. "Is that so? I don't remember her name ever being announced among His inner-most circle." Rabastan hadn't been particularly loud, though he didn't seem to care to speak quietly about such a thing either. "You know how those ones are, though. They all think they're in his favour."

Leaning his elbow against the counter, the younger Lestrange rested the side of his face against his palm. "Now the problem I have with that is that it seems too large of a mission to do without His approval, and I seriously doubt it has been."

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roddie
2008-04-29 08:48 am UTC (link)

Rodolphus had a way about him, he knew when Rabastan had been lying to him, but never pursued it. Instead he accepted that the situation between them was cleared, which was better than them being mad anyways. Taking another swig, he propped his elbows against the counter and crossed his long legs at his ankles,"She tried to give the impression that what we do," Roddy gestured with his hand inbetween the two,"-- has clearly meant nothing because we don't go on every raid that some of our fellow members seem to need to do. I'd rather be chased about by those who can fight me, granted I killed a few muggles myself but they were nobodies." Rodolphus shook his head back and forth.

Becoming agitaited at this, his arms moved over his chest and crossed. His face was no longer as pleasant as it had been only moments earlier,"I spoke to Ted today." He frowned,"I told him that I wish he'd been of better blood."

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rabby
2008-04-29 09:07 am UTC (link)

"Yes, because such raids are so important to Him," Rabastan replied, obviously being sarcastic. He could really care less if that was what anybody thought. Though he enjoyed torturing Muggles just for the fun of it, he ultimately did like being sent on missions that he, his brother, Bellatrix and few other notable names among the circle were asked about that proved truly useful to the cause. Besides, taking Muggle hunting in his own hands usually led to trouble. "Let 'em believe what they want. They are of no matter to us."

Rabastan pushed his empty glass forward. He didn't bother trying to get the host's attention, instead staring at the man expectantly until he noticed him. "Were you going to keep me waiting all day? I'd like a refill."

The host arched an eyebrow, pulling out the bottles to quickly refill his glass before leaving the brothers to speak once more. Lifting his glass, Rabastan swirled the contents, staring at the tiny whirlpool created until gravity stopped it. "Yeah, I saw that. I suggested that I wondered if his child would scream like an animal."

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roddie
2008-04-29 09:54 am UTC (link)

Rodolphus was a man who wanted a family and the thought that he had to stop his children from seeing their cousins in the future bothered him. Rodolphus and Rabastan didn't come from a big family and he'd only agreed to marry Bellatrix because of how much family they had. His eyes turned over towards Rabastan, but he said nothing and gave a heavy frown across his features,"..He's a strange one, I doubt it even bothered him." Rodolphus got really silent, his eyes were not set on Rabastan, but on another girl near them being kind of slutty towards another man.

A part of him wanted to go over there, grab her and violate her for being so openly sexual in a public place, but he didn't. Instead he chose to just stare at her to get his mind off of what he was thinking,"I don't trust most of those not in the inner circle either, they seem to hasty and reckless. Were we ever like that?" Rodolphus sighed.

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rabby
2008-04-29 10:18 am UTC (link)

Rabastan finally took a sip from his drink, this time being a bit more sensible about it and not downing the entire thing at once. The youngest of the Lestrange brothers didn't share this need for family. His father hadn't bothered finding someone to betroth him to; therefore, he felt no need to take it into his own hands. "So I noticed. I thought he'd get a little more riled up about having his child threatened. I suppose he doesn't care."

Sending a sideways glance, he noticed the woman Rodolphus had been looking at. Rabastan tilted his head, darker thoughts running through his mind, but he shrugged it off, turning his gaze to the counter-top, as if it held something interesting. "Nor do I, but I don't typically put my trust into many." The youngest Lestrange snorted softly at Rodolphus' question. "I don't suppose you were."

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roddie
2008-05-01 03:54 am UTC (link)

His eyes were half-hazed, he was zoning out for a moment. Rodolphus was quiet, dreadfully silent and he didn't appear to be paying attention to Rabastan again. Rodolphus' mind began to wander away and think of a time where he didn't need to go have a drink to feel like he was doing something productive.

Rabastan's voice crawled in his ear and into his mind as a firm reminder of who was there,"...Hm? Oh, really? I think I might be a little buzzed..." He said turning to wave another drink for himself. It was unlike him to go out for drinks and it didn't take much for him to become buzzed.

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