He Who Must Not...
WHO: Tom Riddle and Narcissa Black-Malfoy.
WHAT: Past meets future.
WHEN: Mid-afternoon.
WHERE: Just outside the Victor, elsewhere...
RATING: PG for now.
STATUS: INCOMPLETE.
As Narcissa was safely tucked away in Edric's suite, the "awful" things that were happening to the people of the Hyperion hardly seemed worthy of her attention. Unless by some miracle her son was amidst the chaos, the Lady Malfoy cared not. It might, however, be fun to see just how much damage had been caused...
Though she told herself she leaving the suite to watch them suffer, there were other reasons. Ones she would not dare to admit or dwell on long enough to give a proper thought. Narcissa left a note for Edric in her elegant and trained cursive, announcing only a short trip outdoors.
She donned one of her recent buys from Dolce and Gabbana; a wide striped pant suit and black heels. She missed her gowns, but there was a taste of regality to the higher priced name brands of Los Angeles. Wand concealed but conveniently located on her person should she need to draw it, Narcissa walked with an air of arrogance towards the chaos. She had, of course, brought along an umbrella, though the aide of the water repeling charm was doing wonders to keep her suit dry.
WHAT: Past meets future.
WHEN: Mid-afternoon.
WHERE: Just outside the Victor, elsewhere...
RATING: PG for now.
STATUS: INCOMPLETE.
As Narcissa was safely tucked away in Edric's suite, the "awful" things that were happening to the people of the Hyperion hardly seemed worthy of her attention. Unless by some miracle her son was amidst the chaos, the Lady Malfoy cared not. It might, however, be fun to see just how much damage had been caused...
Though she told herself she leaving the suite to watch them suffer, there were other reasons. Ones she would not dare to admit or dwell on long enough to give a proper thought. Narcissa left a note for Edric in her elegant and trained cursive, announcing only a short trip outdoors.
She donned one of her recent buys from Dolce and Gabbana; a wide striped pant suit and black heels. She missed her gowns, but there was a taste of regality to the higher priced name brands of Los Angeles. Wand concealed but conveniently located on her person should she need to draw it, Narcissa walked with an air of arrogance towards the chaos. She had, of course, brought along an umbrella, though the aide of the water repeling charm was doing wonders to keep her suit dry.