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Rodolphus Lestrange (strangeroddy) wrote in veritaserum_rp,
@ 2008-08-25 23:25:00

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adrian pucey, mafalda hopkirk, rodolphus lestrange

Who: Rodolphus Lestrange, Adrian Pucey, Mafalda Hopkirk
When: Aug 25th 2003
Where: Renegades HQ some random cottage in Northern England
What: TBD.

After the Ministry raid on the previous cottage, Rodolphus had immediately retrieved another Headquarters for his followers. This wasn't the place where the elder Deatheaters resided (That was somewhere secret, known only to them) but rather an area to gather, for younger deatheaters to receive their missions, for meetings, for punishments, and of course for naps if someone ever really did need one.

Rodolphus rarely spent time in this place. He would swoop in and out on occasion, his presence usually meaning that one of the deatheaters was soon to feel a lot of pain.

Tonight, however, Rodolphus was nostalgic. Nostalgic for the days when he, Lucius and the rest would spend their nights drinking and smoking cigars, swapping stories both evil and other. And after a few days of tormenting many a witch and wizard, Rodolphus was in the mood for conversation. Preferably with a female - his flirtasion with Padma Patil had whet his appetite.

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strangeroddy
2008-08-26 12:07 am UTC (link)

"Hm. Interesting." A wolfish grin spread Rodolphus' face as Adrian mentioned Imperius. It was the sort of bond formed between men when they were being animals. "Yes, I had a conversation with her the other day. Beautiful little thing. Could be interesting." He hummed low in his throat, "I don't wish to hurt her though, too much family wrapped up in it - perhaps eventually willing though, she can't be too off her sister's mindframe to be that much of a rebel to the blood"

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renegade_pucey
2008-08-26 12:11 am UTC (link)

Adrian mirrored the grin. It was the sort of behavior he thought the Renegades should engage in on a far more consistent basis. Mafalda could even have her fun, who was he to judge? Rodolphus seemed lost in his own musings though so Adrian decided not to respond. He sipped instead at his glass of wine and glanced at Mafalda, waiting for some indication of what was going on. Or had Mafalda showed merely coincidentally?

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mafalda_malum
2008-08-26 12:21 am UTC (link)

Mafalda barely hid her scowl when Rodolphus referred to Padma as beautiful. She was pretty, yes, but she wouldn't go as far as to say she was beautiful...

Feeling eyes on her, she glanced over at Adrian and offered him a faint smile. Of course she'd followed Rodolphus there... They didn't need to know that, though. Well, since Rodolphus seemed lost in thought... "I'll take a glass of that wine, if you're still offering."

Glancing back at Rodolphus, she frowned again. Was he still thinking about that girl? "I highly doubt she would be willing... she is, after all, the one who helped Granger discover out potion and help to reverse it."

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strangeroddy
2008-08-26 12:26 am UTC (link)

Dark eyed slid almost irritably over to Mafalda, and Rodolphus was silent a moment before speaking, "Did I ask your opinion, Mafalda?"

"I'd rather think between Adrian and myself that we could sway her." Huh. It looked almost as if Adrian was in luck, Rodolphus was referring to them as a pair of comrades, "Afterall, I can sway you anytime I want, are you saying you're weaker than the little Ravenclaw? Pity. I'd guessed, but here it is in the open."

Rodolphus was ice cold.

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mafalda_malum
2008-08-26 11:08 am UTC (link)

Mafalda's eyes narrowed. She was a proud woman, and Rodolphus was one of the very few people she would stand to be insulted by; and even then, sometimes it was a struggle to keep herself in line.

"It's because I respect you so that I'm so easily swayed by you, Rodolphus," she did her best not to smirk as she looked back at him. She knew she'd be punished for her comments, but... she was pretty sure she could handle it. "It might be a little harder to work your charm on someone who doesn't have the admiration for you that I do."

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strangeroddy
2008-08-26 09:34 pm UTC (link)

Rodolphus eyed the woman with a bland expression. Sometimes, Mafalda reminded him a bit of Bellatrix. Wouldn't that be an upsetting thing for her to hear? Though she differed in the way that she spoke to Rodolphus, her dark lord. Mafalda spoke to Rodolphus as a pureblood woman would often refer to her husband (slight respect and obedience) while Bellatrix had nothing but utmost respect for Voldemort.

"Apparently, you haven't learned to respect me enough." It was both a threat and an innuendo.

"Adrian, respect is learned, you see. You teach it. Young ravenclaws can be taught, as can older Slytherins." He stood, dark and towering, "Tell me, boy, do you think that I need to refresh Miss Hopkirk's lessons?"

It was an excruciating tactic to use, asking Adrian to perhaps speak against a witch who was his superior. Both parties would go away from this feeling awkward. Yet, it was an useful tactic to remind them that the other levels of heirarchy were nothing when compared to the one, main power.

As he spoke, Rodolphus' eyes met Mafalda's, an unspoken challenge issued. Almost imperceptibly, his lips quirked into the smallest of a earnest smirk.

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renegade_pucey
2008-08-26 09:44 pm UTC (link)

Adrian wasn't the brightest, but he was pretty fluent in reading body language. The best tactic would be to simply agree and bow out of the room, begging perhaps some errand. His eyes dropped to his wine glass, over to Mafalda, then to Rodolphus, and finally back to his wine glass.

"My Lord, I believe we can all benefit from your wisdom and teachings in any matter."

Alright, it was lame, but respectful nonetheless. He bowed his head slightly and considered his wine glass once more.

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mafalda_malum
2008-08-26 10:06 pm UTC (link)

Mafalda sat perfectly still as Rodolphus rose to his feet, though her instinct was to shrink away from the towering form of the man before her. Her eyes met his and, her jaw set firmly, she accepted his challenge. Interesting, though, the way he was asking Adrian to make the decision whether she was to be punished or not.

She wasn't surprised by the boy's reply; it was the unquestioning ass-kissing she'd come to expect from him whenever he was speaking of or to Rodolphus. If anyone was to be compared to Bellatrix, she thought it should be him.

"Letting little boys make your decisions for you? I must say I'm surprised. Perhaps by respect has been misplaced..."

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strangeroddy
2008-08-26 10:17 pm UTC (link)

"Boys can't ever learn until they get their feet wet." Rodolphus returned back, though no longer did his features hold that bland, stony expression. Instead, his eyes were begin to spark with the beginnings of a blaze.

"In fact," He twirled his wand, tapping his chin in a mockery of thought, "I think I can teach two lessons today. Seeing as I've let this little boy make my decision and gotten his feet wet in the process, why don't I let him go all the way in and begin the lesson for me."

He turned toward Adrian and smiled eerily, "When faced with insubordination, punishment must be swift." Rodolphus sounded as if he was giving a lecture at Hogwarts, "Whether it is from a subject or from a wife or consort. Though in the latter case, remember to not be too rough, afterall, they are -" He glanced at Mafalda, "the weaker sex."

"Here you are asked to begin a punishment on my behalf, to a superior nonetheless. What is the spell you will use to open?" A cocked eyebrow indicated that he wished Adrian to act, and act quickly.

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renegade_pucey
2008-08-26 10:30 pm UTC (link)

"My lord?" He faltered, and his eyes darted back to Mafalda. He was briefly reminded of a piece of mythology: Aphrodite and her beauty, or Hera and her power?

Adrian was in over his head. He could do anything to a mudblood, or a muggle, on order. But to a woman? They weren't to be treated like that. He reached into his pocket and drew out his wand, although pointed it lamely at the floor. What if he just apparated out? No, not an answer.

"My lord, were I to open with a spell I suppose a Crucio would put any subordinate in their place."

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mafalda_malum
2008-08-26 10:40 pm UTC (link)

Mafalda wasn't surprised by Rodolphus' decision, but she was intrigued. Would Adrian actually do it? Her eyes flitted over to the boy and she watched him carefully. She could tell he was struggling with whatever morals he might have and his desire to impress Rodolphus. Which would win?

She took a deep breath when the boy mentioned a Crucio. If that's what was going to happen, she was almost glad Adrian was doing it instead of Rodolphus. The last time the older man had hit her with one it had been an hour before she could properly walk again. she doubted Adrian's would be as effective.

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strangeroddy
2008-08-26 10:48 pm UTC (link)

Rodolphus was by no means impressed by Adrian. He was well aware of his protege's moral compass, but wasn't about to let him think that he could side with his morals during an important decision.

"Adrian." His voice was like a whip, snapping across the air to lash at the younger man. "What are you waiting for? Do you wish to insult Mafalda? Do you think she is a fragile blossom that will shrivel and die? Or, do you wish to insult me and not listen to a direct order."

There was a side glance at the woman which bonded them momentarily. Almost as if they were two parent birds waiting to see if their baby bird would take the leap and fly.....except....in a much more twisted manner. Mafalda was a new deatheater, but she had proven herself to Rodolphus, hence her position far above the younger recruits.

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renegade_pucey
2008-08-26 10:54 pm UTC (link)

For once Adrian didn't wince. Fine. He was tired of this shit, whatever it was, test or torture. He took a drink of his wine to fortify his nerves, then calmly placed the glass on the table. From Mafalda's smirk it was evident she thought very little of Adrian's prowess, amusing considering he'd done much of the heavy lifting during the kidnappings. His eyes narrowed, he raised his wand and pointed it straight at the witch.

"Imperio," he said calmly, eyes fixed straight on Mafalda. He said it with total confidence, his voice strong and unafraid.

Hell, he might as well go for his forte.

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mafalda_malum
2008-08-26 11:07 pm UTC (link)

The corner of Mafalda's lips quirked into a very small smirk when Rodolphus glanced at her. She was almost hoping the boy would wimp out so she could see Rodolphus punish him. Alas, Adrian managed to dredge up some balls and curse her, though not with the one she was expecting.

Her body had tensed at the expectation of being hit with a Crucio, but all that tension quickly drained out of her when he used the Imperius instead. Her face relaxed and her eyes lost their focus, staring blankly ahead of her as she sank into a trance-like state.

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	strangeroddy 2008-08-26 11:17 pm UTC (link)
	Rodolphus looked bored. He stared passively at the unseeing version of his consort and spoke dryly, "And?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

renegade_pucey
2008-08-26 11:28 pm UTC (link)

Adrian sort of wasn't listening to Rodolphus. Yes, most of his concentration was on holding Mafalda under the curse, but now Adrian was in charge. His eyes went a little glossy with the sheer weight of the magic and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. There wasn't quite any other feeling like having complete power over another person. It was one thing to have underlings, but to actually subject someone to complete mind control was almost...arousing.

He felt around for the empty wine bottle with one hand and, upon grasping the neck firmly, he smashed it against the side of the sofa. It broke and he held out the sharpened glass to Mafalda.

"Take this," he commanded. He did not turn to Rodolphus but he was certain to make his comment clear. "Shall I have her kill herself? Or shall I have her die trying to kill you?"

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	mafalda_malum 2008-08-26 11:39 pm UTC (link)
	Mafalda robotically reached out and took the broken bottle from Adrian's hand, grasping it firmly in her own. Her gaze was still unfocused as she stared off into space and waited for her next instruction. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

strangeroddy
2008-08-26 11:41 pm UTC (link)

So. Once the boy felt power, he was no longer as weak. Interesting. Rodolphus would have to test this.

Despite himself, there was small pride toward Adrian for this act. For someone who had reservations, to choose a more visually violent act than a simple cruciatus was interesting. Bella had always appreciated using blades.

"She is not to kill herself," Rodolphus chided Adrian like a father would do to a toddler who ate too many cookies, "A good try - but under Imperius she will barely feel the wounds she may make."

He walked a small circle around the two, "Imperius feels good, doesn't it? The heavyness of the magic. Intoxicating. Best however, when using one person against another. You could salvage, cast the spell and draw back during the motion so she is aware but too late to stop herself. Tedious, however."

He wasn't providing much direction, simply education.

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