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Rabastan Lestrange is a brilliant actor ([info]rabastrange) wrote in [info]anon_rpg,
@ 2012-06-05 17:16:00

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Entry tags:!06/1981, !thread, c: bellatrix lestrange, c: rabastan lestrange, c: rodolphus lestrange, p: caitlin, p: gracie, retired c: walden vox macnair, retired p: michelle

Who: Death Eaters who wish to participate; tag yourselves in as you enter!
What: Muggle hunting during a baptism
Where: Small village church, Sheffield
When: Tuesday evening, 5 June, after this
Status: In-progress
Rating: R+ for violence, gore, and infant-killing. Do not, I REPEAT, DO NOT read this thread if such things make you cringe.



Ever since the talk in journals about a Muggle hunt, Rabastan had been itching to get his hands on the nearest Muggle to take out some pent-up energy. He wouldn't consider himself an impatient person, per se, but so much waiting around, doing nothing but infiltrating the Ministry, could get boring really fast. The work was interesting, yet his restless side was becoming louder as the days drew longer with no plan in sight for a strong point to be made to the wizarding world at large. This would be it. The word was given and he finished up his day in a particularly good mood.

Now he lay beside the church in wait under the cover of a quickly fading sun, having found the perfect opportunity to put his hands to work. The baptism that was taking place tonight boasted a decent turnout for a semi-well known family in town. Rabastan felt the smile before he realised how the thought of wrapping his hands around each Muggle's throat would feel. The rush of taking a filthy life always put him in shockingly good moods after the fact, since he knew that he was doing his Lord's noble work for The Cause. A small part of him wished he could do this alone, to truly revel in his work, but he knew that now was not the time for selfishness. Not when he needed to remain somewhat discreet given his new position. Muggle means of extermination would be used for this particular hunt. It wouldn't do for the murders to be traced to magical sources just yet.

His fingers idly stroked the wand fastened to the outside of his thigh, its smooth texture having a calming effect over the inevitable rush that would soon overtake him. As soon as the village clock strikes seven, the massacre would begin.



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[info]foreverloyal
2012-06-11 11:30 pm UTC (link)
Despite the fact she loathed feeling like she was following the orders of Rabastan, Rodolphus and Macnair, she followed behind them; the tightening feeling in her stomach and the inevitable rush of blood lust masked her previous frustration at the situation. She just had so many other distractions.

As she entered the muggle building her eyes gleamed at the options around her as if she was at a banquet choosing her first dish. She finally settled on a small group that was huddled together in the corner; two boys, a mother and father. None of the usual apprehensions or hesitations a rational person would feel upon being confronted by innocents entered her mind. They were just filth in her eyes. The boys might be smaller filth but they should be exterminated in a way that would fill her with glee.

She had only taken a few steps towards her prey before, predictably, the man stood protectively in front of his filthy family. A loud high pitched laughter left her mouth at the sheer ludicrously of the display as she struck. She conceded that using magic to finish off her prey might not be wise, but using it before was completely acceptable. A Stunning Spell hit the man directly in the chest as he crumpled to the ground. Some might think that it was an act of mercy- it was not. She was merely saving him for later so that he could wake up and see the mangled bodies of his family.

Bella could not help but laugh again at the screams of panic from the filth he was trying to protect as she slid out her ornate knife from her robes. Her eyes lit up in manic glee as she descended on the rest of her prey.

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