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Post by Augustus Rookwood on Jul 21, 2009 10:52:56 GMT
*Rookwood apparates just outside the Entrance, and fluffs his hair making them look neater. He was attired in a blackish robe, upon which he'd pulled an equally classy but velvet cloak, colored maroon within, with a hood that dangled across his shoulders.* *He traverses along the narrow path leading to the doors, the turbulent winds ruffling the hedgerows bordering the path while his long cloak fluttered against his ankles. His broody face clearly indicating that there was someting pressingly important he wished to discuss with the Malfoys, specifically Lucius.* *He reached the doors and rapped it with his knuckles.* |
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Aug 11, 2009 0:37:55 GMT
*Sweeps gracefully into the entrance hall upon hearing a knock at the door. She looks around for the house-elf, and growls to herself in disgust. The lady of the manor shouldn't have to answer her own door.*
*Thinking to herself, That elf should be given clothes.*
*Is seriously considering the house-elf's dismissal as she places a dainty hand upon the door knob, and pulling open the grand doors slowly. She tilts her head to one side as her eyes take in the sight of the caller.*
Mr. Rookwood! How delightful.
*Steps aside to allow him entrance.*
To what do we owe the pleasure?
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Post by Augustus Rookwood on Aug 14, 2009 8:54:36 GMT
*Responds with a broad pleasant grin, bends a little and gently clutches Narcissa's soft hands, kisses it slightly and enters the room, pushing the door behind him.*
Hello Narcissa, I wanted a word with Lucius.. I was wondering if he is here at the moment?..
*Looks around the place, the hallway opposite to him seemed much more dimly lit than they were during his previous visits. Rolls his eyes across the room, hoping to sight a movement and come across a humanly figure.*
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Aug 14, 2009 21:11:47 GMT
*Smiles civilly in return, watching as he places a kiss upon the back of her hand. She enjoys being treated like a queen, and feels she deserves such treatment, after all she does come from the Noble House of Black, and is married to one of the Dark Lord's most worthy Death Eaters.*
I'm sure he is tottering around here somewhere. Please do come in, and I'll send the servant to find him.
*Gestures politely for Rookwood to enter her lovely home.*
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Post by Augustus Rookwood on Aug 15, 2009 6:22:17 GMT
Well, in that case.. I can wait.
*Smiles and heads towards the sitting room.*
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