As the other esteemed Death Eaters made their entrance and way to their Dark Lord, Gemini and Davus continued to ignore the others. They were sociable, enough, around the others and so it wasn't rudeness. Rosier and them were alike, they had come for Voldemort not to socialize.<br/><br/>While the Dark Lord spoke, they stayed silent and very observant to all of his mannerisms; speech, hand movements, gestures, and so forth. His power wasn't the only thing which attracted them, it was his personality. Voldemort was a very distinct and unique individual and was quite intriguing to observe. Then added to that was his singular ability to manipulate magic to his whim and his astonishing ability to use many forms of magic with merely the wave of his hand. For spell creators like them, this single aspect was probably the most enthralling. It constantly bewildered their comprehension of magic, endlessly teasing them. How did he do it? Neither had yet come to accept that he probably would never tell them, if he even could; for all they knew Voldemort didn't even know the logistics, instead just knew that he could do it.<br/><br/>When Voldemort blew up the headstone, the two smiled deeply. It was a simple gesture, yet more symbolic than others knew; while they didn't know the details they knew it had to mean something. Voldemort didn't just do things, he didn't seem the impulsive type. He always had a reason, or so they thought at least.<br/><br/>As he shouted, 'Magic is Might!", so too did they echo it after he had finished. With exultation evident in their young sharp beautiful faces, the couple rematerialized their masks and raised their wands upwards to Voldemort, bowing their heads in respect, then turned to march on the village beneath them.<br/><br/>Gemini had noticed Rosier's glance, but had paid no attention to it beyond the notice that it caught. She was well aware of her beauty, having been courted by countless men during her unmarried years. It was no surprise that she still turned heads and or eyes, as the case may have been, even while married. She was secure in the knowledge that she would not be hounded, and if she was, Davus would assuage the discomfort; on one occasion he had personally dealt out his jealous protectiveness upon an unfortunate man who had stepped to far.<br/><br/>Davus walked alongside his wife, arm intertwined with hers, thoughts on what he would do to the first muggle not already claimed by the other Death Eaters. Since Voldemort was feeling merciless this night, that meant he couldn't simply capture one, though it didn't mean he couldn't have fun before the muggle had to die.<br/>__________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Down in the village, Davus smirked at the fire Rosier had started. Nothing like fire to get simple minded people panicking. While not a Pyro like another certain Death Eater, Davus did enjoy the delights fire had to offer. His favorite spell, was fire; Acerbident. Much like a Dragon, Davus would release it to rain down destruction. However, this time around the couple decided to be devious instead of forth coming with their wrath on behalf of Voldemort.<br/><br/>Swiftly changing their clothing and removing their masks, also altering their faces a bit, they darted into a large building they assumed was an inn and began behaving much like a frightened muggle would. "There is a crazy man out there! He is using fire to burn!" Gemini squeaked in her best imitation of a fearful young woman. Several muggle men stood up alarmed and took hold of their shotguns. Davus and Gemini understood what a gun was due to their time infiltrating muggle society and thus knew to be careful around gun toting muggles.<br/><br/>Davus stepped aside as the three muggles ran to the door. With a grin to his wife, they turned to face the men's backs and one by one, Gemini hit them with her signature spell, leaving them heaps of groaning and writhing flesh. Davus grabbed their guns and then threw them into the street for the other Death Eaters to pick off. He destroyed the weapons then he and Gemini continued on into the rest of the inn to find the other muggles who were less dangerous.