<div align="center"><em>Bastien Bagnold</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>"Nor do I," he commented lightly as the other said that he didn't get to play like this often, "It's difficult to get away from home," the only reason he had managed to get away tonight without an escort was because all the Aurors were busy at the Potter's house. Damage control. Had it not been for that, he would still be sitting at home with an Auror sitting outside his door. Oh how he hated it. He prayed that the death of the Potter's would be enough to get his mother removed as Minister. He'd have so much more freedom once that happened.<br/><br/>He watched as the knives pecked and slashed at the Muggle man's skin and clothing. It was almost pleasurable to watch the dark spots of blood drip on the floor or soak into the bits of cloth that clung to the man's body. The Death Eater moved to take care of the female and he listened intently as the other cast his spells. They were ones that he wasn't all too familiar with, "What was that? 'Caput Meridiem' and 'Septintrio'? I don't recall those."<br/><br/>This Death Eater interested him. He knew who some of them were. Lucius Malfoy for one. Not to mention Evan Rosier. It was easy to pick them out, but he didn't know who this one was. There was something familiar about his voice and Bastien knew he'd heard it at the Ministry. Bastien couldn't help but wonder who this person was, though he doubted he would be given the privilege of knowing. Till he could openly pledge himself to the Dark Lord, it was unlikely that any of the Death Eaters would trust him in the slightest.<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><em>Evan Rosier</em></div><br/><hr/><br/>Evan was spending his time in the most pleasant of ways. The house of the young couple he'd broken into was proving to be the highlight of his night. The male was dead, his head splattered against the floor of their bedroom. But the female was still alive. Her body covered with nothing but the blood of her husband as he dragged her by the hair out of the house, "Please be quiet or I'm going to have to hurt you again. Do you want me to do that again?" she sobbed and sniffled as she shook her head, "Good. Now come on..." he dragged her a little further away before turning back to the house, "Say good bye to your home," he sneered before raising his wand, "<em>Bombarda Maxima</em>" the house shook before the wooden frame started to cave in. The woman gasped as she watched the home she'd shared with the love of her life fall to pieces, "Don't worry, you'll be joining him soon enough."<br/><br/>He looked around, looking at the Death Eater's handwork so far. Dead bodies were already littering the ground. It was a small village, but it had a decent sized population. He just couldn't decide where to go next, "Don't look so sad, I promise you'll have a happy ending...maybe," he really couldn't promise that, "Just keep doing as you're told and you might have a painless end," he smirked as he started to tug her along the street.<br/><br/>Evan heard the sound of the Gallimean's inside one of the building. Well, he heard Davus and some screams, "Want to meet a friend of mine?" he teasingly asked the Muggle girl. She whimpered and he tugged her along into the building just in time to see Davus leaving behind his beautiful wife after their kiss. He honestly felt that Gemini could do better. She was a talented witch with a very good blood line. She could do much better than Davus. Who, in his opinion, wasn't much of a man. He was unrefined and lacked class, in Evan's opinion, "Hello, Gemini," he spoke softly, bowing at the waist a little.<br/><br/>"I brought a present for you. She was just too pretty to kill outright. I thought you might enjoy her," he yanked the Muggle girl around by the hair and tossed her on the floor between himself and Gemini. Evan would never take another man's wife, but that didn't mean he couldn't show his affection for her, "I'm sure if you can prove that she is a obedient enough, the Dark Lord might let you keep her as a pet...If not...she could prove to be interesting to toy with before death."