strangeone (strangeone) wrote in themandalay, @ 2017-04-24 22:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, rodolphus lestrange |
Who: Rodolphus Lestrange and OPEN
When: Mid-afternoon 4/23 (backdated due to outage)
Where: One of the bars on the main floor
What: Trying to figure this place out
Warnings: Language likely
Rodolphus tired easily of the useless banter on the communication device. No one seemed to have any real answers about where he was other than a location. How he'd gotten here and why was a mystery. He'd paced around the room, destroyed one of the pieces of artwork on the wall out of anger. After his initial outbursts he sat and took the time to think things through. Yes, Rodolphus was hot tempered, but he was also very meticulous at times in the things he did. Not sure what he would find when he finally exited the room, he knew he had two goals. First, find out if Bellatrix was here. Second, determine where he could get a stiff drink.
Upon exiting his room he wandered a little until he found a lift. While on the lift many people came and went. At one time he was alone with an individual who showed him how to use the portable communicator to search for contacts. He found several names he'd seen respond earlier but his wife's was nowhere to be found. He was both relieved that she was still home, but quite a bit perturbed that no one had pointed this mechanism out to him when he'd inquired. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. It didn't help much when he put his Galleon down and rather than being given a drink he was shooed away to a window where he was required to trade his gold in for slips of green fabric and some silly looking coins.
Turning he glanced at what he'd been told had a value of approximately fifty in whatever Muggle currency this was. Growling to himself he had to figure out the best way to grow this pitiful amount.