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Alecto Carrow has [anger] issues. (alecto__carrow) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-10-11 01:37:00

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!1997: 10, !incomplete, alecto carrow, rabastan lestrange

WHO: Alecto Carrow & Rabastan Lestrange
WHAT: Alecto and Rabastan are going to BULGARIA in search of Gregorovitch and ultimately his capture.
WHERE: Starting at 12 Grimmauld Place → Random locations in Bulgaria (Gregorovitch's wand shop → His ginger bread looking home)
WHEN: Around 3 in the morning and onward.
RATING/STATUS: R - c'mon, look who it involves / Started; Incomplete - Open to Rabastan Lestrange.

Excited. Elated. Overjoyed. Alecto could feel her heart racing with each step that she took to get closer to Rabastan Lestrange's room. It has been a while since the Dark Lord called upon to perform a task for him, and now that she was finally serving him like the humble follower (minion) that she was? Words were failing her. She could understand His choice in selecting Rabastan over Aymcus for her partner during this mission. After their flawless capture of the Edgecombes, it was obvious that Alecto worked better without her brother around. It wasn't that Amycus was a bad person to work with, he just had a tendency to clash with Alecto which infuriated her more than she would like to say. At least with Rabastan she didn't have to watch what she said, and she was able to do what she wanted freely without the fear of getting a disdainful look from Amycus. Brothers.

Practically giddy with pride, Alecto didn't bother knocking on the door, as she just pushed it open and stepped in. Dressed completely in black, black corset cinched her waist as a pair of heels made her short 5 foot frame a good 5 feet 5 inches. Dark black eyes held that flicker of excitement in them as she found Rabastan asleep, like the rest of the house was. Alecto, on the other hand, was wide awake. Her manic mind was racing at a thousand miles a minute with information that she had been gathering the past week about this Bulgarian wand maker. Every single detail was within her mind, his last known whereabouts, his last known wand customer, his past customers, his home, his daily routine, his LIFE was memorized from what information she was able to gather without the aid of Rabastan. This capture was going to be a piece of cake!

That's all the Dark Lord was asking of them, wasn't it? Just a simple capture, and return the wand maker to Him. Gregorovitch was a famous name, next to Ollivander, he was the most sought out wand maker this side of the world. To be asked personally to seek out this man, Alecto took great pride and caution with this. She wanted it to go without a hitch, much like the capture of the Edgecombes. Her impulsiveness usually got in the way of getting a job done efficiently, but that's where Rabastan comes into the picture. He seemed capable of keeping her in check... somewhat. At least more than some of the other Death Eaters. Keep her focused on the goal, and not sway TOO far from it.

Stepping further into the room, her wand was pulled from the pocket of her black cloak and waved around the room to ignite the lights in his room. "Rabastaaaaan," her voice a low purr, almost sing song and taunting as she called towards the man, stepping up to the foot of his bed. A hand laced into the bed sheets and tugged forcefully, "Rise and shine, tiger, we have an adventure to go on." Her tone was sickly sweet, as she giggled rather childishly. It was times like these that Alecto could hardly contain herself. The adrenaline coursing through her, and making that Dark Mark throb against her skin. Did Rabastan feel the urgency as well? Did he understand how much was being trusted to them? Alecto did! That was half of what was driving her mad with excitment!

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imperiate
2009-10-11 05:46 am UTC (link)

As the sheets were tugged from his bed, it exposed the man's sleeping form. His robes were draped over the chair off to the left, though his wand was in his hand even while asleep. The man's eyes had snapped awake when she entered the room but he was waiting, waiting to make sure it was someone he could trust before he blasted them into next week... but it was her, and he relaxed his grip a bit.

Sitting up in the bed, Rabastan didn't seem to even recognize the fact that he wore just a pair of red heart covered boxers, and nothing else. Trying to rub the sleep from his eyes, Rabastan Lestrange yawned much like a cat that had been awoke from a long nap, then ran his fingers through his hair, which decided it was just going to stick up all over the place.

He understood the urgency, but at that same point he wanted to roll over and sleep more. His loyalty to the Lord was absolute, but their mission could be postponed another few hours... the man wasn't going to get far, and once they were after him it was only a matter of time. "Come back to bed and we'll leave in a few hours," he muttered.

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alecto__carrow
2009-10-11 06:12 am UTC (link)

Alecto frowned as he didn't move from the bed. That was not the reaction she wanted. She wanted him UP and moving, not laying about. Who could blame him? It was 3 in the morning. Growling slightly, Alecto unsnapped her cloak, and allowed it to fall to the floor before taking it upon herself to climb onto his bed. Tossing the bed sheets onto the floor as well, the last she wanted to do was give him the option to roll over and go back to bed.

Crawling her way up the bed, "But... I don't want to sleep, I want to go now!" She hissed quietly, knowing that in this old rickety house, voices carried. Her intentions were to wake up Rabastan, not the rest of the house. Leaning forward she whispered into his ear, "The sooner we leave, and get this bloody wand maker, the sooner you can come back here and sleep all you want." Another purr fell from her lips, as she tried that form of coaxing versus being demanding.

Dark eyes stared directly at him, before she clawed across his chest and just sat there on the bed at his right side. Alecto was more than willing to take more forceful measures to get him to wake up, and get moving.

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imperiate
2009-10-19 07:03 pm UTC (link)

Rabastan remained there for a long moment, trying to decide exactly what to do. On one hand he knew he was right, there was no way the wand maker would be able to escape two Death Eaters who were sworn to catch him... thus, a few extra hours of rest wouldn't hurt. On the other hand, the sooner they captured him, the sooner they'd please the Dark Lord, and that was something he wanted more than anything.

Well, mostly anyhow.

Reaching up to catch her wrist, he finally let out a long, dawn out sigh. "Very well, I'll get up and get dressed." Rolling out from his side, he stretched once his feet touched the floor and moved to dress. He really wanted a nice long shower at this point, but instead he pulled on clothing he felt might needed and then pulled the black robe on over it. Looking down at the mask on the chair, he rolled his eyes. "You don't think we're going to need to wear those bloody things, do you? I'm tired of it crushing my nose."

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alecto__carrow
2009-10-19 08:10 pm UTC (link)

The moment his hand caught her wrist there was a slight flicker in her dark gaze. She could feel her heart quicken instantly from the contact and Alecto was tempted to pull her hand back. Instead, a low growl came from her, and she pulled her hand towards her body once it was finally released. Watching him roll out of bed, a mischievous smirk curled on her lips. "Good, at this hour, it should be a thrilling surprise for him."

Giggling, the woman crawled across his bed to glance over his shoulder at the mask on the chair, "Bring it, you know how pretty you look in it." Brushing past him as she climbed to her feet, she moved to the foot of his bed to grab her cloak from the floor.

"This shouldn't take too long, love." Clasping the cloak around her neck once more, fingers ran over the lining the material seeking out one of the numerous hidden pockets on the cloak. Pulling out a pair of black gloves, she tugged them over her elbows and reached back into the pocket to pull out her own silver mask, newly polished to catch the dim flicker of light in his room. "Besides, it's been so long since we have been out." Crimson red lips pulled into a perpetual smirk as she looked at him once more.

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imperiate
2009-10-19 08:35 pm UTC (link)

Tugging a pair of gloves on as well, he reached down to grasp the edge of the gold and silver mask with irritation. Split in separate areas with black lines, the mask was rather good looking -- and obviously expensive -- but he didn't care for it either way. Not only was it uncomfortable to wear, it also blocked his peripheral vision, and basically could cost a Death Eater their life if they weren't careful. He tucked it into one of the pockets within his robe, where he typically hid it away when it wasn't in use.

"Do you have a place in mind to begin looking?" Running a gloved finger down the length of his wand, he slid that into what could basically be considered a quick-draw pocket.

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alecto__carrow
2009-10-19 10:39 pm UTC (link)

Alecto didn't mind her mask, it was a pretty silver one engraved and with black onyx designs. No Death Eater had a cheap mask, that would be ridiculous. Majority of Death Eaters were filthy rich in their own right that nothing in their possession was cheap. Slipping her wand into a hidden sleeve within her glove, she nodded as she flexed her wrist checking the mobility.

"Well, let's see what is going on at his wand shop, see if we can figure out some information, perhaps pick up a few extra things." That mischievous smirk returned to her lips, as she gave a side glance to Rabastan. Perhaps he would catch on that things actually meant wands, and that those wands were not meant for them but rather tools to be used on Gregorovitch.

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imperiate
2009-10-19 10:48 pm UTC (link)

Oh the wand shop -- that would mean they'd get to make people panic all over again. A smile began to creep across the edges of his lips. "Have I told you lately that you're bloody brilliant?"

The man held up his hand towards her, wondering if she'd even bother taking it. He figured one apparition wouldn't be as loud as two, but he'd also realized that she seemed bothered when he touched her -- or at least, she sometimes did. It only made him more interested to do it a bit more, in some weird, twisted way.

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alecto__carrow
2009-10-19 11:12 pm UTC (link)

Alecto wasn't sure how many people would be around at 3 o'clock in the morning, but knowing the two of them, they won't be quiet about their presence at the shop. And knowing Alecto's destructive behavior, she won't leave that store unless it's left in utter chaos. "Yes, you have, but I don't mind hearing it over and over again."

Slightly taken aback by the offer of his hand, Alecto looked at it for a moment, before carefully sliding her hand into his grasp. Alecto was a strange on, while she had held no qualms about touching other people, it's when she gets touched that she goes on the defensive. At least in her case, touching someone else still leaves her in control, but being touched mean someone else is trying to take the reigns. And especially when Rabastan touched her, Alecto was a bit beside herself, she couldn't explain it but something made her crave his touch. It both disgusted her and thrilled her. It made no sense!

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