millicent bulstrode will fuck you up (amalswinth) wrote in uprisingrpg, @ 2011-04-25 20:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | bayleigh crouch, millicent bulstrode |
Who: Millie and Bayleigh
What: hanging out/maybe talking?
When: Monday evening
Where: Millie's flat
Warnings: TBA
Status: incomplete
It had been a very strange couple of weeks - or however long it had been since Millicent's mother had died. More accurately, since Millicent had had her killed. It was probably the most merciful thing to do, honestly - though she wasn't entirely sure that had been her motivation for doing it. The whole thing had Millicent's emotions and thoughts in an uproar and conflicting with each other. It had interfered with her work, with her fervor for hurting people, though she had still done whatever was asked of her. After work, she'd come straight home from Azkaban each day, only going out when important people asked it of her: answering to the Dark Lord, of course, and Bayleigh. She had yet to manage to talk about it to anyone.
The dust was beginning to settle, though. She'd actually had a somewhat satisfactory day at work, and managed to enjoy snapping a neck, which was a relief, to know that she hadn't lost that completely.
She was still not in the best mood, though, curled up and waiting for Bayleigh. She'd changed the wards not too long ago to let her closest friend - or whatever Bayleigh was, she didn't quite understand it, but it was working - Apparate in, or take the Floo. She was grateful for that now, because her cats were settled in her lap, which was basically just the icing on top of the cake of not wanting to get up to answer the door.