Roth Mulciber (rmulciber) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-10-24 13:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 october, lucian bole, roth mulciber |
Who: Roth Mulciber and Lucian Bole
What: A small gift
Where: Lucian's "cell"
When: Saturday afternoon again
Rating: TBD
Roth was a man with many flaws, but keeping his word was not one of them. He'd been thinking about Lucian ever since his first conversation with him. He'd promised to return. He'd promised to try to help him. He'd been playing the long game, building trust with the Aurors by volunteering, showing up on time, causing no trouble. He was patient. He understood that good things come to those who wait. Guard duty was no particularly exciting, but he was not the sort to get bored easily. His mind was always constructing scenarios, mentally undressing people, and then taking it a step further to mentally skinning them. He could entertain himself for hours that way.
On the previous Saturday, he hadn't been left alone with Bole at any time. A second Auror had stopped by to relieve them both for quick breaks, even bringing two flasks of warm soup. He supposed it was normal that they wouldn't take any chances, and that the would find their routine eventually. This Saturday, however, his 'partner' felt comfortable enough to go for a second quick break. Roth assured him that it was perfectly fine. Everything was under control.
The moment the other man had disappeared from sight, Roth removed a small package wrapped in a scrap of cloth from his pocket. He unwrapped it carefully. The tiny creature inside was still alive. He's just dosed it with a thimblefull of sleeping draught to keep it quiet and still for a while. The first step, would be to test the tiny barrier over the opening in the door. He started with a small rock and pushed it through, hearing it clatter on the stone floor inside the cell. He glanced in to see if he'd gotten Bole's attention.