<strong>Davus Gallimean with Lucius Malfoy</strong><br/><br/>It was good to hear someone who agreed with his ideas, besides his wife. So many of the Death Eaters among Voldemorts ranks were seemingly mindless tools and brutes, though some like Snape had great intelligence and the ability to use it to great affect. Lucius was someone who could keep Davus on his toes intellectually, keeping him sharp, whereas the others would only dull him as he listened or dealt with their insipidness.<br/><br/>"I agree. This night is of fire. Its a celebration of his mighty power as much as sending a message of the wizarding world. The Dark Lord ascends."<br/><br/>With a friendly pat on Lucius's shoulder, Davus began walking off down the road, taking it slow so Lucius could follow easily. "I don't think this village has much left in it," he said chuckling. "Our fellow Death Eaters have been 'hard at work'." As he strolled along, a male muggle came running down the road, surprising Davus slightly; more so that one could have gotten so far without being seen until now, than being caught off guard. "Whats this? One of ours let this one slip past them? We shall have to find out who is getting sloppy and re-educate them."<br/><br/>Davus snapped out one of his custom spells, "Caesempra Diem!", and watched bemused as the muggle stumbled, grasping his face as he realized he couldn't see any longer. Davus walked up to the man, tapping his hand with his wand, toying with him. "Can't see? Let me help you with that." Taking a step back, he cast another spell, his wife's signature spell. "Acidusbasi," then kicked the cringing man over.<br/><br/>"Lucius, your turn."