Who: Rabastan Lestrange and Alecto Carrow When: Early hours of the 17th, after her time with smelly Amycus Where: Grimmauld Place, Alecto's Room What: A surprise for Alecto Rating/Status: Language, possibly a bit of gore in detail wise. Expect the unexpected coming from them. Will change if need be.
It had been a fun night to say the very least for Rabastan. Unlike an evening with a run in from someone unexpected that ruinned his entire venture outdoors, that particular night was far better already. He had returned to Grimmauld Place earlier then usual compared to other nights that had ended just before the sun rose for the new day. On other days, he didn't have something special and unique to give another. Now, Rabastan wasn't someone who liked surprises. In fact, he dispised them greatly, unless they came from his brother. The eldest Lestrange sibling knew just want to give him at any random moment, but once he had seen a particular thing the urge to give it towards the Carrow sibling that usually appeared on his mind at one time or another had been strong from the start.
He had ventured through the hallways clutching a box within his grip, almost like a child with a new toy. The thought of someone taking the medium sized package was within his mind and he would gladly do away with the person that dared tried to do such a thing, friend or foe. Letting his eyes dart towards both side of him, almost expecting something to pop out of no where, Rabastan narrowed his eyes, before glancing backwards as he continued on. He didn't understand why he felt so suspicious or at least cautious of his surroundings. Then again, he barely knew that he truly was doing such actions.
Just as he reached Alecto's bed room door, Rabastan didn't care to knock on the smooth cool surface of the door. That truly wasn't his style, even with the possiblity that the woman might be nude for one reason or another, didn't stop him from turning the knob automatically either. Swinging the door open, he glanced around. A almost disappointed look came across his face when she wasn't exactly there. Pulling the box closer to his chest, Rabastan stepped further into the room, allowing the door to slam right behind him without a care. He took a few steps within Aletcto's room, surveying the area. He hadn't been in her room in quite a while, so long that he could barely remember the last time. That didn't matter anyway though. What did matter was that a gift must be given.
At this late of an hour, she surly venture in sometime soon, right? Possibly. They were alike in many areas. Unpredictability was their speciality. No one could really guess what they were accomplishing at any given moment or what they truly meant by doing an action. That was how Rabastan liked it. And another reason among many that he enjoyed poking, proding, and bothering Alecto at any given time or place. Just thinking about doing such actions towards the woman excited him very much, hoping that she would arrive any moment.
Placing the box on the table, his mind had wondered off to an early part of the evening when the item had come into his possession. A flash of green light had emitted from his wand, before bits and pieces had gone everywhere. Feeling amuse with the image in his mind, Rabastan began to stroke the package with a smirk spreading across his facial features. Now with a gift came the perfect words to say towards Alecto, unsure how she would take his presence in her room. If he was naked, his ass would have been tossed out quicker then he could say cow's tongue. However, that wasn't something that was in his mind. He wanted to gloat at his accomplishment of the night with one of his favorite people that wasn't the Dark Lord. Alecto was the perfect person to show the item to, making it into a gift for her. What she decided to do with it after their conversation was her decision, not his own.
Letting his gaze on the package trail down the edges, Rabastan couldn't help but notice that a red stain had seeped through the material of the box. He let his head tilt to the right at his eyes rested on it, watching it almost hoping that it would burst forward and surround his entire body in the liquid. Alas, he knew that wasn't going to happen. As long as it wasn't spreading onto the cover's of Alecto's bed, he was still in the safe of not being tossed out in his rear end. Turnind his head ever slowly towards the same side towards the back of himself, he completed a 180 with his body and began pacing back and forth across the bare floor of the room.
"This is for you," he said, practing the words that he was going to say to Alecto. He wasn't someone to act shy or stray away from the task at hand. It was just that his mind wandered more than he liked. Althrough he thew himself constantly into different situations without thinking, at crunch time, Rabastan could think fast if need be during any conversation or actions with another. He was smart, despite being more crazed then a lot of other Death Eaters. "It's better then fried lamb guts." Using hands hand arms to do a bit of the talking, his face lit up with the relase of the words from his lips.
"Wait, does Alecto even like lambs?" he asked himself sounding more confused then normal, while placing a finger to the tip of his chin.