<div align="center"><em>Evan Rosier</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>Rosier certainly did have a lustful appetite. He saw no reason not to enjoy himself. Tonight was a celebration, after all. While marriage and even having a child with a Muggle or Half-Blood was not appropriate, there was no harm in sex with one. It was fun to humiliate Muggles in such a way. It wasn't like other Death Eaters didn't do the same at times. Muggles were good for stress relief. Whether it was through torturing and killing them or through raping them or degrading them. Evan's own father had had two or three Muggle 'pets' that he kept around till he was too old to use them anymore. His mother had never thought ill of it. Mostly because wizarding wedding vows were very strict. Divorce was practically unheard of, but there was also the issue of Voldemort would kill anyone that dare take a Muggle as a mate.<br/><br/>As Gemini got closer to him and teased him about having already played with the muggle girl, he just smiled. He knew he could never have Gemini, but that didn't stop him from giving her attention, "Of course I took her already. I would certainly never want to give you a toy that I didn't know was good enough for you," he commented back.<br/><br/>Part of the reason Evan had yet to marry was the lack of suitable women his age. So many were blood traitors or Mudbloods. He decided long ago that Hogwarts was no place for someone with his family lineage to find a proper woman for marriage. If he'd been born sooner, he might have had a better chance with Gemini before she'd married. Sadly, that wasn't the case. So he stuck to playing around with Muggles, never even tempting a witch by giving her false expectations, "If you don't want her, I'll just have to send her along to meet her filthy, muggle husband in the afterlife," while they hadn't been told they couldn't keep a muggle if they found one, but Evan was sure that they were supposed to kill everyone in the village, "Wouldn't you rather make her last few hours of life good? She's been very obedient," he reached down and pet the sobbing woman's hair, "I though you and Davus would enjoy her..." yes, he could be kind to Davus when he had to be. Evan knew it would do him no good to get on Davus' bad side. Not because he feared the Dragon man, but because Davus could make it difficult for these small interactions between himself and Gemini.<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Bastien Bagnold</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>Bastien listened intently as the other explained the spells, "That's wonderful," he said with a smirk as he watched the muggles thrashing around in pain. This was so much more fun than he thought it would be. He would have to get out more often like this in the future. Bastien only hoped that he would be able to do this again. It was so exhilarating to have such freedom. Not since he was a child had he been allowed to witness such things. He owed a lot to his former tutor, who was now dead and gone from old age.<br/><br/>He eagerly watched as the Death Eater picked up one of the knives and slit the muggle man's throat, "Nothing better than doing something with your own hands. Magic does suck the fun out of some things like that," why always use a magic, instant death or clean death when you could watch the life slowly drip out of them drop of blood by drop of blood. Much like Barty, he was hesitant to accept walking out of the room first. His tutor had always taught him never to turn his back on people.  Even with the mask on, Bastien could tell the Death Eater was not about to do the same. While he was sure that he was of higher status in society than this man, he was outranked in the way of a Death Eater. Bowing a little, he walked out first, wand clutched in his pale fingers just in case.<br/><br/>The village was slowly turning into hell. Houses were smoking, some crumbled, and there were plenty of screams to be heard. Bastien knew he wouldn't be able to stay much longer. The Aurors were bound to be done wit the Potter's house soon and would quickly be on their way here when word got out about all the dark magic being thrown around. While he hoped his mother was forced to step down as Minister so he could more openly show his loyalties, but he still cared about his mother. He didn't want her to be forced to step down<em>because</em>of him.<br/><br/>Small talk hardly seemed fitting for the situation, so Bastien didn't try to. Instead he pointed towards a house that looked rather untouched. He was sure it wouldn't last long.<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Voldemort</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>The Dark Lord didn't have to think about it too much. It was obvious that the Longbottom child would have to be killed. He hated to spill pure-blood, but he also knew the risks of letting the boy live. The Longbottoms weren't nearly as much of a threat to him as the Potters, so he chose not to go find them himself. Instead, he would test the loyalty of one of his Death Eaters. Send a younger Death Eater along with one that he trusted completely, or as completely as he could. Barty Crouch Jr. The son of a ministry worker. Yes, the boy needed to be tested. He could not allow someone so close with the Ministry be so close to himself without proof of loyalty. But who to send with him? Lucius would never lower himself to hunting a child down. Evan was too one-track minded. The Gallimean's would bee too much for Barty to deal with.<br/><br/>Bellatrix Lestrange.<br/><br/>She would do well. She was his most loyal of servants. She would be the perfect one to help train Barty and see if he really was as proper a Death Eater as he appeared to be. But before that, there was the matter of one Damien Mutanda.<br/><br/>Yes, the part-giant had done well by bringing back his father for punishment. But really? Did he really think the Dark Lord would accept a part-giant into the ranks of a Death Eater? Surely he wasn't that stupid. Sighing, he used the rare wizarding gift of telepathy, or rather that's what Muggles called it, to call out to Barty. Sending the burning desire through the young wizard. He demanded the death of the half-giant.