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Bellatrix Lestrange (dark_of_winter) wrote in beyondthepages,
@ 2010-05-18 18:32:00

Entry tags:

!jade, 2023 10, bellatrix lestrange, rodolphus lestrange

RP: It's playtime!
Characters: Bella, Rodolphus
Time/Date: After this
Location: Lestrange Hall
Warnings/Rating: Insanity. Idk.
Summary: Bella receives her ... present
Status: Private, ongoing

Bella drifted through the hall, pausing as she saw that some mail had been delivered. Smiling, she wandered over to the table, sorting away Rodolphus' and Beckett's letters. After her flood of owls, she was expecting a few responses. She wasn't sure what sort of responses, but she was expecting them all the same.

Picking up the one addressed to her, she unrolled the parchment. Her brow furrowed as she frowned and studied the crest. It took her a moment, but she put it together quick enough. A little smile played over her lips as she held the parchment and waited to see what scathing message he might have sent.

When nothing further appeared, Bella shook the paper before she slipped out her wand. Tapping the parchment, she murmured a quick series of charms in an attempt to reveal whatever message he'd written.

It occurred to her very belatedly he likely hadn't written anything at all. Which meant ...

She made a noise and dropped the parchment as she stared at her hands. Nothing ... save a slight tingling. Well, it was a tingling at first before it intensified into a burning sensation. She smirked before the corners of her eyes twitched in pain and she screeched. So she'd gotten to him then, and he clearly wanted to play.

Bellatrix watched as her fingers began to blister, and she called for Rodolphus. Surely he could find some way to halt this process, to undo it, to heal it. Taking her own wand, she attempted to clean off some of the residue before she flicked her wand in annoyance toward the paper, setting it alight.

Maybe she'd have to send a similar present to his little Mudblood. "Rodolphus!" she called again, turning away from the table to go find her husband and show him the games they were playing now.

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dark_of_winter
2010-05-23 11:05 am UTC (link)

"Probably," she agreed after a moment. "Mind she doesn't touch the paper. That would be a shame," Bellatrix muttered with no sign of empathy what so ever. If Beckett was fool enough to pick up the paper (nevermind there wasn't exactly a warning label on it), then that was just too bad.

Bellatrix moved toward the sitting room; Beckett could tend to her there. She had to do a fair bit of thinking, after all, and she could do that while her fingers were being taken care of.

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careful_sanity
2010-05-24 09:40 am UTC (link)

Rodolphus snapped his wand through the air with a muttered spell, summoning a piece of paper for the note to go on. He finished it quickly and sent it away. He was fairly certain Beckett would be back on the grounds by now and would receive it.

His task done, Rodolphus followed casually behind Bellatrix, his hands clasped loosely behind his back. He had no mind for sitting at the moment, so he stood near the door where he could see Beckett when she came in.

"Things are escalating slowly," he observed. "Blistered fingers and threatening notes. Tell me again when you're moving to the grand scale?"

Batting at Snape was fine. It was what Rodolphus preferred these days. But he was getting a little antsy for some dueling.

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dark_of_winter
2010-05-24 02:02 pm UTC (link)

"It will probably be slow for a bit," she admitted. "I've got to outfox him, and he's ... Severus," she said with a soft sigh. "And I'm threatening to mar his favorite toy." She smirked slightly.

"But I will let you know," she said as she seated herself grandly. "Perhaps even let you come up with some ideas," she teased her husband playfully.

She wasn't sure she had anything grand in mind just yet. She supposed there'd probably be a few feints and misses before she lit upon a path that would truly work. He'd surely be guarding his prize possession most carefully from here on out, so she'd have to be clever.

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