Антонин (the_devils_own) wrote in beforethewarrpg, @ 2011-07-19 11:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | antonin dolohov, rabastan lestrange |
Who: Antonin Dolohov and Rabastan Lestrange
What: Antonin wants to get a personal take on Rabastan, and perhaps present him with a task.
Where: Lestrange Manor
When: Evening, 19 July, 1977
Warnings // Status: Alcohol // Complete
All the niceties had been performed; the greetings, the salutations and the general conversation had passed so that now all that was left was the true business and purpose of this visit. Antonin stared down into the contents of his glass, swirling the vodka in mild disinterest while he searched for the correct approach to this conversation. Dare he reveal to this youth his position as one of Lord Voldemort's own? Would he assume that Antonin was the man's servant? Would he assume this contact had given him a sure place in the ranks of those who called themselves Death-Eaters? Perhaps so. If he did, well.. Antonin had no use for youth who assumed anything.
Fierce brown eyes raised from the glass contents to regard the younger Lestrange, sweeping over his youthful visage in subtle curiosity.
"You know who I am," he said, his voice laced with a thick Eastern European accent, telltale of his heritage. "I must.. admit that I find myself.. confused by you." He said and set the glass of vodka upon the nearest table.