[P] The Lake

[Silvery Bletchley]

*is startled by Elara's sudden appearance and show of affection*

*half hugs her back, still not very trusting of anyone*

I'm okay Elara. How about yourself?

[Elara Pythous]

Oh dont worry about me! How are you? What happened? Who took you? Why'd they take you? Did you get hurt?

*sits legs crossed next to her noticing a difference in her appearance. At that, she frowned*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*smirks at all the questions and shakes her head slightly*

"I don't know" is the answer to most. Was I hurt? Yes, mainly emotionally. My mind has been altered and I've been made a Death Eater.

*smirks again and continues to stir the potion*

But when I do figure out who took me and messed with my head, I promise he won't be breathing for long after that.

*eyes narrow and turn a bit red at the thought of the man in the red cloak and mask*

[Elara Pythous]

*gasps* You've been made a Death Eater?!

*feels a bit envious and tries to push the feeling aside, though she couldnt help the slightly jealous tone in her voice* But... why you? Do you remember anything about it? Could i help you find out who took you in anyway?

*looks at her, concern in her grey-ish green eyes*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*senses the envy but ignores it*

Why me? *sniggers* I must have asked myself that question a million times before I came to terms with it all.

*sly sideways glance*

Anyway, my healing powers are incredible now. I expect that's his plan for me.

*adds a pinch of a red powder to the cauldron, and pulls away a bit as a red cloud of smoke puffs out of it*

[Elara Pythous]

*watches the smoke, screwing up her face disdainfuly at the smell*

Thats fantastic, Silv. I was so worried about you. I'm happy we have you back.

*looks up at the sky* So tell me. What did He improve in your powers? Did you see Him?

[Silvery Bletchley]

*nods, eyes still on the now bright red potion simmering in front of her*

Yes I saw him. But all I remember is him standing above me and saying something. Though what he said I just can't seem to recall. Whoever erased my memories did a horrible job at it. I still remember bits and pieces of things I haven't quite put together yet....but I will.

*smirks and adds what looks like some kind of root to the cauldron, making it turn a dim grey colour*

[Elara Pythous]

*listens intently then sighs* I'm jus' glad you're okay.

*embraces her again, a bit longer this time* Well, I want to know more, but i have to get going. I have a few things to do.

Cuidate, Silv. (take care, Silv) *stands and disapparates*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*stares at the spot she just disapparated from, deep in thought*

*snaps out of it and returns to her brewing*

Now...let's hope this works.

*adds some kind of leaf to the potion and starts stirring counter-clockwise, counting each stroke, before adding more ingredients*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*feeling satisfied that the potion had been brewed correctly, she gathered all her things and disapparated*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*goes for a walk by the lake, strolling calmly down the path humming a soft tune and twirling her wand in her fingers absentmindedly*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*spots a garden gnome burrowing nearby*

Ugh!

*points wand lazily*

Avada Kedavra!

Now to feed the fishies.

*laughs as levitates the limp body and drops it in the lake*

*continues her stroll*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*stops by the big oak tree and slips off her shoes*

*sits, leans back against its trunk and stretches out her legs, looking over the shimmery lake*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*conjures a glass of brandy and smiles when sees Zorah flying in the distance*

[Silvery Bletchley]

*yawns and disapparates*