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Rabastan Lestrange is a brilliant actor (rabastrange) wrote in anon_rpg,

Everything about his new position was an upgrade: higher pay, more responsibility, more freedom to do his work... but it was somewhat dull in its own way. And Rabastan knew that it wasn't entirely earned by his own merit; however, in the grand scheme of things, that mattered very little. He would do anything that his Dark Lord asked, whenever, and however he asked for it to be done. Even if that meant having to put up with Rookwood's occasionally inane commentary.

He breathed a sigh of relief when lunchtime rolled around. Normally he could make his own hours and schedule within the Department of Mysteries, but lately there had been an influx of paperwork which strongly reminded him of his days in the DMLE admin office. It was calming, organised, precise work. His obsessive neatness had been appeased by it. A few memories from the office returned to him as he rode the lift out towards temporary reprieve, when who should enter but Alice Longbottom.

Rabastan genuinely enjoyed the witch's company, though he had an inkling that perhaps he might need to 'extract' some information from her at some point in time. His Lord had expectations that would soon need meeting, after all. But for now, he put on a sly, amused expression and gave a tilt of his head in interest.

"So I do. Shall I assume that you'd like to cash in on that debt? Madam Maman is near enough, if you enjoy French cuisine."