RP: Calm before the storm... Date: August 22, 2000 Characters: Bellatrix and OPEN Location: muggle London (just outside of the Leaky Cauldron) Public/Private: PUBLIC Summary: Bellatrix just killed someone. Meet her after and talk to her. Status: Incomplete
Bellatrix left the lifeless body and a rock transfigured into a red apple in the alley as she walked out into the busy street. She normally tried to do her kills for the Beige faction in the evening or night, but she didn't care today. The man had been spouting off right near The Leaky Cauldron about how magic wasn't normal, how they were abominations, and how they should all die. So she had decided that he was the one, actually, who deserved to die. It had been a quick and clean kill, in the very back of the alley with no one even close to around. She had no signs of just killing someone on her passive expression and her clothes were as predestine as the moment she'd walked into the dirty alley to do the deed.
Brushing her skirt out for no reason, she looked around, her eyes settling on the door of the Leaky Cauldron. She contemplated going inside for a drink, but decided she actually needed to do the shopping she'd set out to do. Unfortunately, there was yet a real grocery store in magical London or Hogsmeade. Why has no one realized that they should open one? It would be so much easier to do all the shopping, including the little of the food shopping she did herself, in a magical part of England. She'd be much more comfortable. Unfortunately, she had to pick up some things that her staff had forgotten where was merely an excuse to leave the house today. She hadn't even expected to be Snow White, but now that she had, she had a peaceful feeling in her body. It was incredibly how peaceful and placid doing work for the Beige faction of the Class of the Chrysanthemum calmed her down. It was the knowledge she'd rid the word of one more dirty muggle, and simultaneously ruined the Class' name with the act. It was brilliant on her part.