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Most Ancient and Noble House of Black | bellatrix (noir_pur) wrote in seditio_wayback,

To them, it was enough of an offence that deserved such extremities. As the blood rushed from his mouth, as though a very vein had been sliced, Bellatrix seemed void of that almost permanent grin she had before. Instead it was narrowed eyes and intense, borderline lustful stare. Although, at such a young age, she had not come to terms with the true definition of lust, but it was the closest thing to. As though teasing him were the best option, though she had no knowledge of even doing such, the tip of her own tongue slid over her lower level of teeth. Noting the difference and freedom she had yet the slave Mayfalk was to his pain.

Hardly glancing, she could feel Rodolphus' stare upon her. Without a word, she knew that he had the same thoughts as she. Like one hand causing the pain, one mind creating the torture. She was the mind and he was the hand. It was beautiful and fascinating, just like the crimson river seeping from a live soul.

Reaching over the elf, she gingerly took the knife from Rodolphus' hand. She had yet to acquire one of her own. And with complete intent on her victim and steadied hands like a surgeon, she used the left to pluck away the protective skin from the eye and the other to saw away until the flesh dangled between her fingers.