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Post by Fenrir Greyback on Jan 20, 2007 16:50:58 GMT
**creeps closer**
So, you get kicked out of your pack and wouldn't you know it, you wandered into the wrong wolf's territory. What's that accent you have, where are you from and where have you been staying?
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Post by kristofshadows on Jan 20, 2007 16:55:05 GMT
**Doesnt move an inch**
From New York. Uh, In America. Im staying....**Catches his breath**
At the Malfoys' place. You know'em?
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Post by Fenrir Greyback on Jan 20, 2007 16:57:21 GMT
**chuckles**
Yeah, I know them. I've worked along side Lucius, but never that brat son of his. What's your business at the Malfoy's?
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Post by kristofshadows on Jan 20, 2007 16:59:57 GMT
**Shrugs**
A friend invited me to stay there. Erm, Aphasia Fae's her name.
**Stands up straight and faces Fenrir**
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Post by Fenrir Greyback on Jan 20, 2007 17:02:58 GMT
**growls**
I don't know the name and frankly don't care. Anyway, I have a job for you. You are to protect the Malfoy's and help them in anyway they see fit. They have enemies, you see. And I'm not always there to ward them off.
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Post by kristofshadows on Jan 20, 2007 17:05:31 GMT
**He raise an eyebrow** Do i look like a- **He holds back his words and sighs instead** Sure ill be your little "assistant".  |
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Post by Fenrir Greyback on Jan 20, 2007 17:06:42 GMT
**grabs him by the throat once more**
Little is right. Now, get the hell out of here before I kill you.
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Post by kristofshadows on Jan 20, 2007 17:08:54 GMT
**Glares and disapparates**
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Post by Fenrir Greyback on Jan 20, 2007 17:11:10 GMT
**laughs to himself and heads back into the the thick woods**
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 3, 2007 18:21:53 GMT
*Apparates with Dante*
Let's go hunting, brother...
*Wanders off into the village*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Feb 3, 2007 19:58:36 GMT
*Drops Mundungus roughly to the ground beneath a tree*
*Wrinkles his nose at the stench of Firewhiskey*
Ladies first, Ophelia...
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 3, 2007 19:59:43 GMT
*Bites Mundungus, feeling light-headed with all the alcohol tinged blood flooding her mouth*
*Moans and passes him to Dante*
I feel so much better... if a little tipsy. *Giggles*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Feb 3, 2007 20:01:24 GMT
*Drains Mundungus to just below the safe level and lets him go, whispering*
Unless you're found in a few hours, you'll die... and what a blow that would be to Harry Potter, eh?
*Stands up and turns to Ophelia*
Shall we go?
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Feb 3, 2007 20:02:49 GMT
Yes, let's go.
*Takes a hold of his arm and disapparates back to the Manor*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 21, 2007 22:56:21 GMT
*Lands his flying motorcycle just at the skirts of the forest*
*Leans it against the tree and decides to look for some drunken idiots*
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