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demelza_ (demelza_) wrote in veritaserum_rp,
@ 2008-07-29 11:46:00

Entry tags:

adrian pucey, demelza robins

Who: Demelza Robins and Adrian Pucey
When: Early evening
Where: Her apartment
What: Dangerous activities
Warnings: PG-13 for violence and disturbing sequences?

She poured herself another glass of wine. She didn't like to be out late anymore, because admit it or not, she was a bit afraid of her magic being gone, and things that go bump in the night, and all of that.

And speaking of things that go bump.

A creak made her hand slip, red wine spilling on her tabletop, and Demelza froze immediately. Her hand went to her wand, but with a twinge, she realized she no longer needed it.

Her kitchen knives, however, might come in handy. Not that she knew any fighting skills at all, but she had to try to defend herself somehow. Another creak. She crept silently, barefoot, knife in hand, to her foyer.

Unfortunately, her apartment was large, and there was nowhere to hide.

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renegade_pucey
2008-07-29 12:38 pm UTC (link)

Adrian straightened the mask on his face as he readied himself in front of his full-length mirror. He thought he was looking particularly dashing tonight, brand new robes, perfectly tailored. Without the mask one might think he was out for a night on the town. But Adrian didn't seem to have such innocent nights anymore.

So the target tonight was one Demelza Robins, former Gryffindor, and hot as hell. Sometimes Adrian wondered if that alone was Rodolphus' method of torture. He rolled his eyes, closed them, and then apparated directly into her flat. It was awfully nice these witches couldn't bother with wards while their magic was gone, but Adrian wondered how dull they could be to possibly neglect to ask someone else to cast the wards for them. Oh well, made his job easier.

Unfortunately he apparated directly onto a creaky floorboard. He caught his breath and listened, ears and eyes adjusting to his new surrounding. Nice place, large, clean. There was a sudden sound of moment from somewhere across the flat and Adrian cursed softly. So much for the element of surprise.

He ducked into one of the more shadowy areas of the darkened sitting room. Let her come to him.

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demelza_
2008-07-29 01:37 pm UTC (link)

She wasn't sure where she should check first. The sitting room? Her room? The parlor? Her knuckles whitened on the knife's handle as she made her way into her foyer, feet landing without a sound.

And, most unfortunately for her, she chose the sitting room.

Demelza had gone to the lengths of having Muggle electricity installed in some of the bigger rooms, where it would be inconvenient to light each candle on the chandelier, and gripping the knife, she switched on her one lamp in the sitting room, a flicker of apprehension rippling through her.

There he was. Her scream died in her throat, and she wavered for a second, holding the knife to her side.

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renegade_pucey
2008-07-29 04:55 pm UTC (link)

Adrian blinked against the light, momentarily confused. Demelza was supposed to be magicless. His grip on his wand grew tighter, until he spied the object in her hand: a rudimentary tool. The light was just a trick, a filthy Muggle trick. He grinned through his mask and leaned nonchalantly against the wall, wand harmlessly at his side.

"Hello Demelza. How are you doing this fine evening?" He was a bit surprised she didn't scream. She certainly looked scared though.

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demelza_
2008-07-30 08:31 am UTC (link)

She swallowed loudly, frozen in front of the Death Eater so calmly facing her. When she could feel her arms again, she found her voice, hidden somewhere in her throat. "Who are you?"

Yes, it was a stupid question. But she had nothing else in her head. And, knowing she looked like a fool now, she brandished the knife, a Muggle weapon, completely useless against a wizard. "Get out now."

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renegade_pucey
2008-07-30 10:36 am UTC (link)

"Now that's hardly any way to treat a guest." He slowly lowered himself into one of her armchairs, and then gestured to one opposite himself. "Have a seat. Or are you going to offer me a drink? I could use a drink you know. My, my. Where are your manners?"

He eyed the girl and her potentially dangerous weapon. "And would you mind putting the knife down? You look quite silly brandishing it like that. Like a filthy Muggle." He spit out the bit about Muggle, but recovered and gestured again. "Please don't try my patience with silly questions."

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demelza_
2008-07-30 01:35 pm UTC (link)

"Offer you a drink?" Demelza had always been known for being a bit of a fireball. And despite staring into the face of danger, with nothing protecting her life, she could barely help it. "Where are your manners, sir, since you did burst in here and demand a drink? Exactly the way I'd expect one of your kind to act."

"I would mind putting the knife down. Yes." And with one last smirk, she fled, her bare feet padding on the floor as she ran... somewhere. Where she wasn't sure.

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renegade_pucey
2008-07-30 02:18 pm UTC (link)

"No drink then?" He pouted behind his mask and made a mental note to raid her kitchen once she had been dealt with.

Adrian sighed as the girl took off in the opposite direction. Why did they always run? He hadn't threatened them with violence and he was certain he was being awfully cordial.

He raised his wand and flicked out, attempting a full body bind on Demelza. Without pause he flicked his wand again, but this time at the door leading out of the apartment, attempting to transfigure it into part of the wall. Then he rose to his feet to inspect the damage.

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