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Bellatrix Lestrange (amazon_star) wrote in shapeofthings,
@ 2008-10-28 22:16:00

Who: Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange
When: Tuesday evening
Where: A village in Maramures
What: Bella finally gets to do some muggle-hunting
Rating: Violence, undoubtedly
Status: In-progress

Bellatrix was clearly restless. As if setting half their camp on fire wasn't enough of an indication of that fact. But she was sick and tired of sitting around the camp just waiting for a vampire who would be willing to lead them to the castle. Clearly that was not going to happen so she decided it was long past time to take matters into her own hands. And that meant delivering dinner to the vampires. It may not have been the most rational of plans, but well, Bellatrix had never been accused of rationality in the first place.

Just before sundown, Bellatrix scribbled a quick message in her journal to the other Death Eaters and donned her heaviest cloak before stalking out of her tent. She did not particularly need company for this expedition - at least she didn't believe she did, although a more sane person would definitely question the wisdom of walking right up to a nest of vampires alone. But there was at least a small part of her twisted mind that recognized the fact that this would undoubtedly be easier with accompaniment.

That did not mean she was going to wait long, however. She was quite serious about the five minutes she was willing to wait before setting off to the nearby village to find some Muggles who would make a suitable dinner. And even waiting that long was going to be a challenge as she was already fidgeting with her cloak and pacing small circles in front of her tent. Aside from Rodolphus, there was not a useful one in the lot of them as far as she was concerned.

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amazon_star
2008-11-01 03:09 am UTC (link)

Bellatrix was quite fixated on her work, which at the moment involved making an older woman watch as her own entrails were ripped from her body. She had another two villagers on the ground and screaming under her cruciatus and it was rather like she was conducting some sort of perverse symphony (although she would quite strenuously object to anyone who referred to her work as perverse.)

Her own cruel smile was still spread across her face as she worked. Unfortunately the older woman did not manage to live long without her entrails - pity, that - and Bellatrix instead found herself searching for her next victim. Two young men who were foolish enough to come at her found themselves falling to the ground, clutching at their throats which were now split neatly from one side to the other.

To most this would be seen as nothing more than a senseless and inhuman slaughter with no purpose, but to Bellatrix it was no different from people who chose to hunt animals to amuse themselves. After all, they were just Muggles and at least in her mind, not that different from a deer or boar or whatever it was that people hunted. Truthfully she tended to have a bit more consideration for animals than Muggles (they were far less annoying,) but that was beside the point.

The fire was continuing to spread among the houses and Bellatrix turned her wand on another house to encourage it further with yet another incendio. She was in rare form tonight. It was the first time since the Dark Lord's "disappearance" that she had really had the opportunity to unleash her magic like this and she had far too much frustration and anger to burn off. It was certainly working, at least. If she had been honest with herself she might have been forced to admit that she was not entirely in control, instead acting on sheer impulse and a rather irrational desire to just destroy everything in sight, but Bellatrix did not let herself be troubled by such thoughts.

As she turned to find her next target she spotted Rodolphus obviously watching her as he leaned against one of the houses and her smile softened ever so slightly into one that was only mildly less predatory. "Enjoying the show?"

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loyaldarkness
2008-11-01 03:22 am UTC (link)

Others would have called it inhumane, cruel, muderous and a whole slew of other things what she was doing, what they were doing but in Rodolphus' world it was art. The way the blood flowed, the way the pain sounded when it came from their victims in the form of screams, cries, and pleas of stop and other such nonsense that never really mattered to them. No in his world, this was normal and there was nothing better than watching Bella when she was truly let go unchecked.

Smirking he pushed away from the house he had been leaning against and headed towards her, watching as the muggle came up behind her.

"Quite. Its one I never grow tired of seeing." A dark smile spread across his face as the muggle dropped to the ground behind her, his blood staining the ground darker from the hole that used to be his throat.

"I must admit though, they are putting up as much of a fight as I thought they would. Its always so much better when they try to run. The chase is half the fun."

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amazon_star
2008-11-01 03:52 am UTC (link)

"Running didn't end well for them," she replied, tilting her head in amusement as she gestured towards the two who were still suffering under her cruciatus and the entrail-less woman. "I am trying to see how long they can retain consciousness. Research project," she explained, as if this were a perfectly normal curiosity. But for them, it was. She had always wanted to know if it was possible to kill someone with the cruciatus alone, or if not, just how much damage could be done and this seemed like as good of an opportunity as any to test that.

"But most of them seem to prefer hiding in their houses. Which might make sense if they weren't on fire..." She shrugged and pointed her wand at another house where someone was clearly trying to peer out through the curtains, hoping not to be noticed. She blasted the door off and aimed another incendio straight through to the back of the house, sending the occupants fleeing out the now non-existent door. If Rodolphus wanted a chase, she figured the least she could do was give one to him.

It was rather strange how few of them were running and if Bellatrix had thought about it she might have realised that going into the forest at night was simply not done among these people who lived in fear of the vampires surrounding them. But she didn't particularly care about whatever internal dilemmas the Muggles were facing over their own survival.

Blasting the entire front of the next house, Bellatrix could not help but laugh at the stunned faces of the Muggles inside. One was set on fire and another received a particularly nasty blasting hex straight to the chest that ripped him almost completely apart, all before either of them could even think to run. She left the woman alone (for now) as she had just fallen to the ground of her own volition and was alternately screaming in terror and sobbing over her now-dead relatives in a way that Bella found terribly amusing.

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loyaldarkness
2008-11-01 08:24 pm UTC (link)

Rodolphus arched an eyebrow as he glanced at the pair, a dark smirk spreading across his face as he headed towards the closest one to him and knelt down. For a moment he just stared at the pathetic sot before poking him with his wand, highly amused at the high pitched scream that came from the man.

"Oh my, I do think this one has gone and been broken Bella. Can I put him out of our misery?" A childish smirk now spread across his face but the look in his eyes said he was being anything but childish. One did not joke around when it came to killing muggles and with the way this one was screaming and sobbing Rodolphus knew he had been pushed past the boundaries in his mind to the point where nothing remained.

"How long? Has he been under that is? I'm curious if he lasted longer than the last ones you tried this experiment with." He watched in amusement as the muggles that had been hiding inside gave way to fleeing. Grinning at his wife he stood up and set off after them at a slow pace, allowing them to believe they would get away.

He would toy with them for a bit before taking what he wanted in blood. After all the more worked up they were the better it was for him when he finally got his hands on them. Smirking he kept to shadows watching as what he assumed to be the wife kept glancing behind her every few steps or so. Rodolphus wasn't sure if she was looking for him or something else. Whatever it was though he wasn't quite ready to give in yet and kill her. With a flick of his wand a fire ball sailed past her and lit the tree she had been standing next to on fire. The shrill pitch of her scream had him chuckling as she took off running again. Oh this was going to be fun.

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amazon_star
2008-11-03 02:35 pm UTC (link)

"Of course," Bellatrix replied in answer to his question of whether he could kill the suffering Muggle. Once they were broken, they were no use to her any longer and her attention had moved on to the burning houses. Just like a child's toy that had been cast aside in favour of something newer and shinier.

"Since I started. They were the first two I attacked," she explained, although a glance in Rodolphus's direction revealed that he had already taken off after the fleeing Muggles. She smiled, watching him until he disappeared into the trees before turning her attention back to her own toys. Rodolphus was more than capable of taking care of himself and well, she had never really shared his appreciation for running after their prey.

Leaving the little area where she had stationed herself for her target practice, Bellatrix stepped over the corpse of one of the Muggles and swiftly walked towards one of the houses (making sure to choose one that wasn't too close to the spreading fire.) This was what she preferred. Storming into their houses, kicking down their doors and watching the expressions of sheer terror that invariably crossed their face. She liked to corner them, to trap them with nowhere to run like the little rats that they were.

Blasting off the door, she swept into the house and flashed a thoroughly malicious smile at the couple that was huddled in the corner of their small living room. "Hello," she greeted sweetly as she tilted her head and studied the two, trying to decide just what to do with them. Finally she gave a couple of quick waves of her wand and they were pinned on opposite walls from each other, unable to move and forced to watch whatever torments Bellatrix decided to inflict on them. And to start she decided she would just make them bleed. Another flick of her wand and a series of long, shallow gashes appeared across the man's chest as both of them screamed - one in pain, the other in horror. And Bellatrix could definitely tell the difference.

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