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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 16, 2008 2:23:33 GMT
Only a bit? I've known women to weep when they see me. My own sister accused me of trying to upstage her on her wedding day.
**Moves his hand lower and smiles**
And to be honest, I've always been a smidgeon jealous of your beauty.
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 16, 2008 2:27:28 GMT
*smiles slightly and surpresses a moan*
Thank you...well thank youth and my nationality...
*kisses his nose and both his cheeks*
*fingers grip onto the front of his shirt*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 16, 2008 2:42:22 GMT
**Chuckles**
Oh, that vile French arrogance!
**Slips his hand beneath Sebastian's waistband**
Thank my preternatural blood for my beauty.
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 16, 2008 2:44:30 GMT
Ha, this coming from the walking definition of arrogant?
*hisses in pleasure at his touch*
Yes...I'm rather glad that you're a vampire now...because I'm feeling rather cold...
*pretends to shiver violently and bites his lip*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 16, 2008 2:54:06 GMT
**Kisses him again and whispers**
Shall we take this somewhere more private?
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 16, 2008 2:55:32 GMT
*nods fiercely*
Anywhere...
*strokes his neck absently*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 16, 2008 3:04:45 GMT
My home... You know the way? My father is away, and I have a very private suite of chambers.
**Moans again and kisses him hungrily**
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 16, 2008 3:08:42 GMT
*lets a giggle escape his lips*
I trespassed there, remember?
*half-smiles at Dante, feeling a little nervous*
*apparates them both to Fuilteach Castle*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 17, 2008 21:36:15 GMT
*returns to the lake's edge, even more confused then before*
*sits and mopes*
Lumos!
*idly plays with the small flame*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 17, 2008 22:30:30 GMT
*waits for awhile then goes back to the Manor, feeling even more depressed*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 17, 2008 23:32:01 GMT
*returns and hugs knees to chest, rocking back and forth*
*whispers to himself* She'll never understand...
*shivers and gives up hope*
*lets head slump against his propped up knees*
*pulls a cloak over his body and face in case the sun rises*
*falls over on his side and falls asleep on the cold, hard ground*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 19, 2008 23:44:03 GMT
*wakes up the next day*
*groans and rubs his sore back*
*thinks* Where is he? Has it worn off already?!
*secures cloak over his body and walks outside of the grounds and quickly apparates to Lucretia's Lodgings, looking for comfort now*
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Post by Rodolphus Lestrange on May 5, 2008 18:21:46 GMT
*Apparates*
*Begins to walk around the lake in deep thought*
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Post by Nymphadora Lupin (Tonks) on May 5, 2008 18:39:44 GMT
**Disguised as a young woman with dark hair, she casts lots of protective and stealth spells on herself before approaching the manor**
**Inhales deeply, knowing she's taking a huge risk coming here, but needs to see physical proof of the Lestranges before she pushes Edgar for a raid**
**Creeps through the gardens and spots a figure by the lake**
**Takes out her wand and stalks forward slowly, wondering if it's Rodolphus out enjoying the warmth of the day**
**Smiles and mutters**
Not for long, sunshine. If it's you, you're back in custody the second I have proof...
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Post by Rodolphus Lestrange on May 5, 2008 18:42:01 GMT
*Hears a rustle in the bushes and turns, hand on his wand*
*Stands listening for a while and when heras nothing else he decides to carry on around the lake*
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