There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power
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				Title: <strong>There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 00:49:38</strong>
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				The screams from the dungeon could probably be heard throughout Malfoy Manor, both Krys and her captive were screaming very loudly. The captive was screaming in agony while Krys mocked him. The sadistic death eater couldn't sleep so she decided to go out and capture a muggle and have a little fun while she was awake and unable to sleep. It was about 4am and everyone in the manor was usually sleeping at this point but Krys had nights where she couldn't fall asleep even with a powerful sleeping drought. Ever since the second wizarding war and the fall of her mentor and leader Lord Voldemort Krys didn't have much to do with her time other then hunt and kill mudbloods and muggles. With the Order and Ministry of Magic watching out for any suspicious behavior Krys had to be careful so hunting at night was probably the best way to do it.<br><br>"W-why"? ,The man cried silently. <br><br>Krys stopped laughing for a minute and looked at the man as if he said something foul. She knelt down and looked into his eyes with a look of complete disgust and hatred on her face.<br><br>"Did I say you could speak"? Krys asked him with a tone of bitterness. The man slowly shook his head, "That's what I thought, you know what happens to people who speak out of turn"? <br><br>The man looked up at Krys he was bloody and battered and Krys had been torturing him for hours. Tears began to form in his eyes and he began to weep and cry this only made Krys laugh sadistically and hit the man with yet another Cruciatus Curse. The man wiggled and screamed in pain, he looked up at Krys with pleading eyes. Krys let up the curse when she heard the door to the dungeon open and footsteps heading her way. It was Draco and he looked tired, Krys knew it was her that woke him up. <br><br>"Couldn't sleep again eh Krys"? Draco asked sleepily. <br><br>"Not a fucking wink, it's ridiculous no matter what I do I can't seem to fall asleep" ,Krys replied.<br><br>Draco let out a yawn and looked at the man on the floor, "Who's this"? <br><br>"I found him with some hooker in a back alley" ,Krys told him. <br><br>"So where's the hooker did you just let her go"? Draco asked. He knew damn well Krys never left any witnesses.<br><br>A twisted smile came across Krys' face and she looked at Draco. <br><br>"I put her back on the street corner where she belongs" ,she said.<br><br>"Alive"? Draco pushed, "Just tell me Krys I'm too tired to play 21 questions".<br><br>Krys let out a laugh, "She's hanging from a lamp post".<br><br>Draco grabbed his stomach, he looked as if he were going to be sick.<br><br>"Draco what's wrong mate, too much for you this early in the morning"? Krys asked sarcastically.<br><br>The man on the floor took Draco's actions as a sign of mercy and began to beg for Draco to help him. Krys' face twisted into an angry glare and she turned and looked at the man. She pulled her knife from her pants pocket and threw it into the man's leg making him scream loudly in pain yet again.<br><br>"SHUT THE FUCK UP"! Krys yelled. Making Draco jump a bit. <br><br>"You may want to quiet things down a bit my aunt might wake up and she gets angry easily, you two will end up fighting again and waking up the whole house" ,Draco told Krys. <br><br>Krys laughed yet again, "I don't care I'm fucking bored there is nothing to do anymore we need to start thinking about rising to power again because this hiding bullshit is getting fucking old" ,Krys replied.<br><br>Krys walked over to the man on the floor and twisted the knife that was in his leg before pulling it out slowly. The man screamed and grabbed his leg to try and stop the blood from squirting out. <br><br>"Avada Kedavra" ,Krys said pointing her wand at the man. He died instantly and Krys sighed, "C'mon I'm hungry let's go get some food".<br><br>Krys began to walk down the hall of the dungeon hitting the bars of the cages that had other captives inside them as she passed them by. She made her way up the stairs and through the house until both her and Draco reached the kitchen. Krys made her way to the sink and began washing the blood off of her hands. She looked down at the house elf who was standing there shaking and looking at her.<br><br>"What the fuck are you staring at? Go make us some food" ,Krys snapped making the elf jump then hurry to do as it was told.<br><br>Both Krys and Draco sat at the table and waited for the elf to bring their plates. Draco looked around as if he were expecting someone to burst into the room.<br><br>"Draco everyone's sleeping nobody's going to come in here for at least another hour, relax" ,Krys told him. "If anyone was going to wake up they would've when the bastard was screaming". <br><br>The elf brought Draco and Krys a cup of tea then went back to work quickly to make their breakfast. Krys tapped on the table impatiently as she waited.
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				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 01:34:55</strong>
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				<strong><em>Bellatrix Lestrange</em></strong><br><br>Ugh. That screaming and moaning and yelling. So much racket and noise. What the hell was going on now? Sitting up in bed, the crazy-haired woman rested an arm against her propped-up leg, growling low as the noises continued. Dark, beedy eyes flickering to the clock, the time it read caused her to scream in anger, grasping the metal object and throwing it at a nearby wall. Her snarled yell was masked by the man that kept crying like a little bitch. She was ready to kill. Staying in Malfoy Manor- what was she thinking? Sure, it was gargantuan and offered many things that she thoroughly enjoyed, but with all the annoying little brats running around, she could never get even a blink of beauty rest. <em>"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"</em> That stupid little girl. That's the cause of it, as usual.<br><br>Legs swinging over the side of the bed, the woman's feet hit the cold floor. The black silk that clung to her body barely swayed until a short, matching robe covered her arms, billowing behind furious steps. Through the hall and down the stairs, turning a corner sharply and quickly. The doors to the kitchen flew open and her hand had formed a fist in what little hair the brat had on her head, fiercly pulling her to the hard, marble floor.<br><br>"How many fucking time do I have to tell you to be quiet when I am sleeping? It is barely four o'clock in the morning and I do not appreciate, nor will I tolerate, be awoken at this time!" The pitch and volume of her voice rose drastically, face close enough to the girl she had pulled to the floor that her breath would likely fog up the pale skin that matched her fathers.<br><br>Bellatrix's fingers moved, head twisting to and fro as she spoke."From now on, when I am sleeping, you do not make a single itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, god damn sound! Or I will kill you." Her voice hit a shriek. "Understand me, brat?!"<br><br>Shoving the girl's head venemously to the cold floor she released her grasp. "And Draco, my dear." A voice so soft and sweet only meant trouble as she yanked at his ear, pulling it close to her mouth. "You best heed my words as well. If I catch you making so much as a peep, I will have your pretty little head mounted on your father's wall!" Although the shove given to the boy was not as rough as the other had endured, it would suffice to knock his balance some.<br><br>Turning, the woman snatched the cup of tea an elf had been holding up to her, the foul creatures knowing all too well what fate they would meet if they did not treat her properly. A few sugar cubes found themselves in the tea, a surprise considering how bitter the woman usually was, and she drank it, moving towards the opposite door.<br><br>"You two best keep quiet, now," she smiled a disgustingly sweet smile before exiting the room and making her way to the parlor. Upon a sofa she sat and sipped the tea, idly staring out the large window. Images of her Lord flashed through the woman's head, images that refused to erase themselves. It was a cruel thing, his death. But it wasn't the first one, so there must be another way to bring him back to her, to raise the Darkest of the Dark once more and return him to his previous valour. Regardless of what they all said, she knew there had to be a way. Refusing to believe it had been the end, Bellatrix searched everywhere for months after his death, killing all who got in her way. No more horcruxes, no clues, no riddles, nothing. But there had to be something, somewhere. She just had to find it and she'd have that man back. The far away look on her face matched the finger that twirled through a curl, slowly, deliberately, as he used to do when she sat beside him, fawning over him, the only man she had truly loved.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 02:37:38</strong>
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				Krys sat and sipped on her tea continuing to tap on the table with her finger tips. Draco still had a look of panic on his face. <br><br>“Draco calm the fuck down” ,Krys snapped. <br><br>No sooner after saying that the two looked up after hearing a bang coming from Bellatrix’s room, a smirk came across Krys’ face and a look of terror crossed Draco’s. <br><br>“I fucking told you Krys” ,Draco snapped back. <br><br>The sound of footsteps could be heard coming toward the kitchen and Draco’s face was priceless even though he was a grown man he was still afraid of his aunt Bellatrix. When the door to the kitchen flew open Krys’ smirk didn’t leave her face. When Bellatrix grabbed her hair Krys let a moan escape her lips right before hitting the floor, the twisted young Snape enjoyed the violence Bellatrix dished out sometimes. Krys laughed lightly as she listened to the woman threaten her, she knew she was playing with fire but she liked the thrill so she sometimes antagonized her purposefully. After Bellatrix let go of her and moved on to threaten Draco Krys sat up the smirk still on her face as she watched the older witch leave the room. <br><br>“See what you’ve done? I dunno why you like to piss her off so much” ,Draco said shakily. “Sometimes I wonder if you have a brain in that head of yours”.<br><br>Krys stood up and patted Draco on the shoulder, “Follow me I’ll show you how to handle your Auntie Bellatrix” ,Krys said her face twisting into an angry look. <br><br>“No Krys just leave her be, don’t be stupid” ,Draco pleaded but it didn’t work. <br><br>Krys slammed through the kitchen door just as angrily as Bellatrix did then stormed toward the woman on the couch. When she got to Bellatrix she grabbed a handful of&nbsp; the older witch’s hair. <br><br>“You like to play rough eh bitch”? Krys said angrily as she pulled Bellatrix off the couch and threw her to the floor. “Fine I can play rough”. <br><br>Krys got on top of Bellatrix straddling the woman right before she slapped her across the face. The young Snape had height and weight on the older witch but that didn’t mean Bellatrix was at a disadvantage and Krys knew damn well that the older witch and her would probably be at it for a while depending on the mood they were both in and how much they pissed each other off. <br><br>Draco stood in the doorway and shook his head, “Here we go again” ,he muttered under his breath as he watched the two roll around on the floor. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 03:01:36</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Dominic</strong></span><br><br>The noise woke Dominic up, it often did when he stayed at this place and because of that he generally made an effort to secure his own lodgings for the night when they would have a meeting or get together. Such things couldn't be avoided of course, to fail to attend a gathering would risk the attention of the others and from time to time one had to accept the hospitality of Lucius Malfoy when he insisted that you stay with him for the evening. To do otherwise risked insulting the man who hosted the get together and that was a rather dangerous thing, not quite so dangerous as drawing the attention of Bellatrix but still not quite a safe thing to do.<br><br>Knowing that getting back to sleep, even considering the magnificent state of the room that he was in Dominic rose from the bed, taking time to straighten his hair and dress in an immaculate suit before he left the room. He left the robe and mask of a Death Eater behind for the time being, he had been woken by an annoying little ruckus and unless he was very much mistaken that was hardly how they summoned the others for the meeting. He was hearing Bellatrix shrieking now, clearly he wasn't the only one who had been woken up and that was unfortunate, he had hoped that he might be able to a spectacular bottle of wine and slip away back into the room he had commandeered for himself but once Bellatrix got wound up and went to her happy place it became much more difficult to find any peace.<br><br>Entering the room where all the fun seemed to be coming from Dominic snatched an apple from a tray carried by a House Elf who probably thought that those awake might want something to eat. “A bottle of wine with a single glass, right away.” He instructed the elf, not caring much for the fruit one way or another but he could use a drink, if he was going to have to spend much time in the presence of Bellatrix then he wanted to have a decent buzz going.<br><br>“Bellatrix, Draco, Krys.” He greeted all those already gathered in turn as he began to cut off a slice from the apple with a bone handled knife that had been concealed up a sleeve of his suit. “I know we all get bored occasionally and who hasn't found a bit of random cruelty to be an amusing way to pass the time on occasion.” There was only the slightest trace of sarcasm in his voice, hardly noticeable unless you were already expecting him to be sarcastic towards you. “However I am sure that we all know a basic charm or two that could have kept your plaything quiet or at least muffled so that only you would be able to hear it.”<br><br>Without having been there he suspected Krys was responsible for the disturbance, Bellatrix had apparently been woken up by it all and Draco seemed to lack the stomach for this sort of thing. As the elf returned Dominic didn't even bother to acknowledge it, pouring himself a glass of red and slowly sipping from it.
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				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 03:37:50</strong>
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				"Krys doesn't find it fun if they're quiet" ,Draco told Dominic making his way over to the man avoiding the pile on the floor that was Krys and Bellatrix. <br><br>He stood next to Dominic and sighed watching Krys fight with Bellatrix a twisted smile across the young Snape’s face. Draco wasn’t one for torturing people he left that to Krys and Bellatrix along with a few others who liked that sort of thing. Draco was a brilliant man and liked to use his smarts to get him by instead of his brute. <br><br>“They’re going to be fighting for a while mate we might as well leave them be unless of course their wands come out” ,Draco said.<br><br>Draco made his way over to the couch and sat down he watched as the two fought on the floor, he waited and watched in case he had to pull them apart from each other which he usually would get Krys’ father or his own to pull them apart because the two were tough to tear away from each other once they got going.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 04:04:13</strong>
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				Sothryn Brown was around but only visiting for strategy sessions and found LeStrange well strang and dangerous but that was her reputation. Walking out behind her one of her creations its heavy metal feet clearly ringing loudly across the area of the house a seven foot construct the outer layers magic protective charmed plates in layers and powered by liquid lightning with a variety of weapons not all wizarding. It didn't look fancy a thing of metal but with no emotions or fears even Dementors couldn't sway it in fact her toys are deadly to most. This one has a name ,Titan, as it looks around its modest intellect crafted to follow orders and do tasks, plus fight.<br><br>"Titan, bodyguard mode.," the mechanical device starts scanning the room and stays near its creator the program is simple to guard her and if attacked use lethal force.<br><br>"Its a pleasure, bring me breakfast some eggs and hash will do plus coffee now go.," said matter of factly to a house elf as she sits down ignoring the fight she is above childish squabbles this is a war coming and clear heads will prevail plus those with the power to back that up. The Dark Lord let his obsessions leave his head unclear as to what had to be done and now he's gone.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 05:28:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj194/commodore-sixty-four/icons/cintia/cintia28.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Ginny Weasley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Malfoy Mansion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone<br><hr><br>Ginny had been warned that this was a suicide mission, but as a true Gryffindor, she didn't bat an eyelash. The Order knew that the Deatheaters were under new leadership, but they didn't know who. Without a name or plan, the Aurors were unable to really do anything against the evil group. They knew that Malfoy manor had been a former headquarters, and it was likely being used again. However, with all the spells and enchantments guarding the mansion, it was impossible to infiltrate....or was it?<br><br>Ginny was a 'can do' type of person, and she didn't care that everyone said it couldn't be done. She was tired of sitting around at the meetings and hearing more sad news of murders or the inability of the order to do any real good in this world. However, she wasn't stupid. She had studied and planned any information they could get their hands on, and this morning she was on her way to try and scout the perimeter. She was going to check every inch of it to see if there was a break in the defense, and mark that down so she could come back another day to try and enter. <br><br>She was using Harry's invisibility cloak, and wore black clothes beneath it anyway. Her red hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she moved stealthily. She carried only her wand, and managed to make her way around half of the perimeter quietly without detection. It was near an old oak tree that she found the one crack in the defense. Perhaps it was just the time of day, but she managed to wiggle through and enter into the massive grounds of the Malfoy mansion. Gasping at the grandeur of it, she knew that the plan had been to simply mark the location and come back another morning. After all, the sun was rising, and although most deatheaters slept rather late, she didn't want to risk being caught. <br><br>However, the temptation to move closer was too much. Swallowing, she silently padded across the lawn and surprisingly managed to make it to the outer wall of the manor. Pressing herself flat against the expensive and ancient stone, she began inching toward an open window not far from her, wanting to see just how far she could get in one trip.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 05:50:09</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Lucius</strong></span><br><br>For Lucius the early morning disturbance caused by his guests was something he expected, the exact time it would happen was hard to predict but if more then two or three days to go by without the halls of the manor being filled with the screams of a random victim Lucius would get a bit nervous. For the crazy people living with him to behave how they normally did didn't put him off at all but if they stopped behaving strangely then he knew something was wrong, if they were busy torturing then they were unlikely to find the time to plot against him. While some people might not be willing to accept it Lucius considered himself the deffacto leader of the Death Eaters now that Voldemort seemed to be gone for good. He had the vision, he had the drive, and most importantly he had the sort of financial power that was needed to ensure they would be able to rise to power once more.<br><br>He was sitting in his library, reading a book on undetectable poisons and sipping form a small cup of perfectly made espresso when a small book inside his robes began to emit a chiming noise. His brow wrinkling in annoyance Lucius withdrew the book from his pocket and opened it, the page unfolding many times until it became a map of his manor. Malfoy Manor might be protected by a great number of charms that made infiltrating it without being noticed nearly impossible, one could not aperate onto the grounds nor could one leave through that manner, at least not without knowing the necessary pass code... but the map was perhaps the greatest security measure he had.<br><br>Anyone who entered the gates through the normal manner would be recorded on the map, it would show their location at all times and allow its holder to keep track of them no matter what charms or items they might use to try to hide themselves. But if someone entered through a gap in the defenses, as unlikely as that may be, the map would detect them as well and they would show up in red ink instead of the normal black, a chime alerting him the moment they were on the grounds, all the Death Eaters were shown on the map, it appeared that Kyrs and Draco had gotten up to something that had caught the attention of Bellatrix and it was even drawing Dominic towards them, they must be the source of the ruckus.<br><br>More interesting though was the name in the red ink, not far from the window of the library in which he now sat. <em>Ginerva Weasly</em> had somehow infiltrated the grounds and was sneaking about. She couldn't be allowed to leave, who knew what she had seen or what she might be up too. With a sigh of annoyance Lucius drew his wand from his cane and moved to the window, making sure to keep out of sight, should she try to climb in or look through it he was ready to cast a curse to knock her unconscious... she wouldn't be leaving.<br><br>(I always felt Marauder's Map couldn't be entirely unique)
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 06:13:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj194/commodore-sixty-four/icons/cintia/cintia28.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Ginny Weasley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Malfoy Mansion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lucius<br><hr><br>She heard the ruckus, and figured since it was a bit further down, she would be safe for the moment. How wrong she was. Oh, it wasn't like she was an idiot. If she'd been thinking clearly, she would have just found the crack and left...but adrenaline kicked in, and she put her hand on her wand, wanting to be prepared just in case. Once again, if she hadn't been high on the knowledge that she was so close to knowing who Voldemort's successor was, then she would have known that Malfoy manor would have many security measures beyond just the outer borders...but she was excited.<br><br>When she reached the window of the library, the pretty redhead swallowed and saw that the window was low enough for her to climb in. Did she dare? Was it stupid? Yes to both questions, and she knew that there was no turning back now. If she could just find the leader and then manage to escape back to the order, she would be safe...but her logic was flawed. Lucius was ready, and she had no idea how screwed she was. <br><br>Taking a deep breath, she made sure the invisibility cloak still covered her before hoisting herself into the library as quietly as possible. She honestly expected it to be empty, so she wasn't even looking when she landed silently and stood up.
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				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 06:47:26</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Lucius</strong></span><br><br>Lucius didn't really know for sure why Ginny Weasly was sneaking about on his grounds, he had heard rumors that she and Harry Potter were romantically involved, at least that was what the Prophet put forward in the gossip column. Was it possible that Potter had put his little girlfriend up to this, lacking the balls to do it himself, or perhaps her family had put her up to it... the blood traitors never had much when it came to brain power... but none of that really matched the pride that people from Gryffindor possessed. Instinct told him that they would rather not have sent someone else to do their dirty work then they could have tried to sneak in on their own... and that would mean that the youngest Weasly was working all on her own.<br><br>Still he was shocked at the bravery, or perhaps the stupidity that was required for her just to climb up into his home through the window. He couldn't see her but he heard the sound of someone landing on the floor of the library, perhaps she was using a charm to render herself invisible or had borrowed Potters fabled cloak. He wouldn't hesitate though, rather then give her a chance to come to her senses and attack him while he had the disadvantage of being unable to see her Lucius quickly and silently cast the Stunning spell towards where he suspected young Miss Weasly was, unable to see her he might be aiming blindly but he was trusting that he had fired it fast enough that she hadn't been able to move from where she had landed upon entering the room.<br><br>Her presence though, it complicated things but it could have an upside and already Lucius's mind was racing to find them. Bellatrix and some of the others would likely advocate killing her outright or tormenting her until she lost her mind and then dumping her senseless back out on the streets as a warning to those who might oppose them. But Lucius saw possibilities, to use her as a weapon against Potter and his supporters, a way to bring them all down. It would take time, patience, and no doubt a great deal of effort but this was too good resource to just discard out of hand. This young witch could end up being the ace in the hole he needed, a way to cement his leadership against would be usurpers. 
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 06:57:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj194/commodore-sixty-four/icons/cintia/cintia28.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Ginny Weasley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Malfoy Mansion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lucius<br><hr><br>The young witch had barely had time to see Lucius Malfoy before she let out a gasp and raised her wand to cast a defensive spell. In her rush, the cloak fell to the ground and he'd see her beautiful eyes flash dangerously before the stunning spell sent her crumpling to the floor. As she hit the plush and expensive rug, her feminine body landed on her back. Her black outfit was form fitting, and her some tendrils of her red waves had escaped the ponytail she'd pulled together. <br><br>Her face was relaxed in repose, and her body was limp. Her lips were slightly parted and she breathed deeply and even. When she woke, she would fight like a hellcat, but for the moment, she was at the mercy of the Malfoys. The cloak slithered to a pile beside her, and her wand was still clutched tightly in her hand before her fingers unclenched and it rolled a few inches away from her palm. 
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				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 07:27:38</strong>
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				<strong>Bellatrix Lestrange</strong><br><br>Almost as if in a trance, Bellatrix had been sitting silent, dazed. Until the brat dragged her to the floor. And she actually had the gall to sit on and slap her. What an impudent child, thinking she could be so snide and face no repricussions. Although she had not been up for a fight that particular morning, something had to pull the witch out of mourning, at least temporarily. Thus, a hand swiftly made its way across Krys' face, nails digging into her cheek in the process. Smirking at the streaks of red that now appeared, she flipped and kicked to the side, causing the girl to go flying. <br><br>"You must think you're a smart little thing." jumping forward, Bellatrix fixed a hand against Krys' throat, pushing down as her nails pierced the side of her neck. She watched the girl's face deepen in shade, cackling from the pleasure it brought.<br><br>"Stupid little witch. You're as dumb as your father, thinking you're strong enough to face me. You know what happened last he did that. Lucky he had that dummy." While standing, the girl rises with her, though the only strength exerted is that of the hand pressing tightly around the pale throat. The smile that stayed upon te girl's face made Bellatrix give her one in return, a cruel, sadistic one. A few had already gathered at the door, so she simply called out in a sing-song voice.<br><br>"Oh, Lucius! You've got a broken window." Krys' body went flying throug the glass to the right, shards of the clear object clattering to the floor. "Tch. I'm bored now. Where's my breakfast?!" A swift kick to the elf that stood beside Dominic and it went flying towards the kitchen to follow orders like a good little Gremlin.
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				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 08:19:34</strong>
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				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Lucius</span></strong><br><br>IT seemed like he had succeeded in his plan to catch her off guard. As the robe fell away Lucius watched Ginny attempt to raise her wand to protect herself from his spell but she was to late and as it crashed into her he smiled, knowing that he had not only captured Ginny Weasly but he also might have gotten ahold of the invisibility cloak that Potter had enjoyed the use of for so long, one that was rumored to work a well today as it did the day that it had first been however long ago that had been. At the very least it was a rather useful magical item... but perhaps it was more then it seemed to be, one of the legendary Hallows?<br><br>Not having time to dwell upon that for now Lucius picked up the cloak and Ginny's want, the first placed over the back of the chair that he had been sitting in not so long ago, the later slipped into his pocket. Destroying it was out of the question, it would render her little better then a Muggle if she were unable to use it to cast magic once she had the proper view of the world. Another flick of his wand and he had Ginny floating in the air behind him as he led her though the house towards where the ruckus was coming from, including Bellatrix screaming about a broken window. Trying to hide Ginny would do no good at all, eventually she would be found and the results would be unpredictable, at least if he showed her to the others and laid down some ground rules it increased the odds of her survival... keeping her useful to him.<br><br><br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Dominic</strong></span><br><br>For Dominic the entire drama that was playing out before him was downright amusing, he saw the whole situation as something he might be able to exploit later on, he had no great attachment to Bellatrix or to Krys and Draco was just sort of pathetic in his eyes, lacking the stomach that was needed for a wizard to thrive in these days when pure bloods once more had a chance if they could just grab it. Instead of commenting on it all he merely slipped a slice from the apple into his mouth and washed it down with some wine as Krys left the home through a window. “I would think that a meal eaten at four in the morning should still just be considered a late night snack.” He pointed out with a small smirk as he swallowed the wine. “Though perhaps a good meal would serve us all, to be awoken so early by such shrill shrieking is hardly the way to start the day, I prefer a nice red... and a glass of wine hardly hurts.” A poor attempt at humor but it was quite early and lacking any sleep it was the best he could do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 10:16:32</strong>
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				<div align="center">Olivia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=135254.msg6049490#msg6049490)<br></div><br>Olivia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=135254.msg6049490#msg6049490) was in a nearby library when the commotion of the intruder occured and looked on with interest.<br><br>This meeting in their manner was meant to be civilized<br><br>"Errh ... the british" Olivia shook her head and finished her tea before standing.<br><br>Lucius and her had exchanged thoughts on trade and financial matters, not the most interesting aspect to talk of but sensible in waiting for other to arrive before the formal dialoge on what to do occured. The man had marched out of the room with the Red girl in toe, but had left the invisibility cloak on a chair nearby.<br><br>Not that she would steal it from the owner of the house, far from it, still leaving it for elfs or the like to mistake it as something else wasn't sensible and the Lady did fold it over one of her arms and walked to keep pace with Lucious.<br><br>"Lucius" Oliva started indicating the cloak she had adopted "Best you have this with someone you can trust, many are running about like fools now that V has gone. If you dont intend to wear it immediately I would adore to reserach it, with your blessing of course in my manner. We may be able to replicate a fraction of its use, not all but some perhaps. Such things could be traded for other wizardly artifacts far more useful to more causes"<br><br>She let the idea seed for a moment then looked to Ginny<br><br>"You are in luck to catch her so, she is very smart despite her foolishness now. However the Weasleys and Potter no doubt would have spells ready to find her. Do with her as you wish but then do let her go. Perhaps even with the cloak again, perhaps the worst you can do is something that she feels herself she can't talk about in fear of potter being distressed. And I am sure some things come to mind. Also it can be an ace to speak of later when the time arises. Imagine the look on potters face if you were to reveal a little truth about what has happened, or worse imply she has been back for more"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 10:56:08</strong>
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				Olivia, hardly his intellectual equal but of all the people here she was the closet to him when you factored in age and civility of behavior. Bellatrix was just insane and impossibly to work with because of that and Snape was rarely around but when he was he made for a decent conversationalist. Olivia might be younger then him but she was intelligent if a bit narrow in the scope of her vision. Her suggestion about the cloak was a bit of an example of that narrow point of view, while it might show a bit more thought then most people would put into action once they found that they might have a unique magical item in their possession also was short sighted. <br><br>“I would rather you didn't do too much research into it.” He said with a small smile, playing nice though he was already in a rather nasty mood, his reading having been interrupted by the arrival of Ginny and now this foreign witch thought that she knew better then he did and had the crass forwardness to say so in his home. “If that cloak is what I suspect it is then keeping it unique is the best way to assure its value. If mass produced even in a diminished quality then it would be less useful to our cause... scarcity is value in the wizarding world and right now we need the cloak more then we need the money that replicating it could bring us.” And its not like he was in any danger of running out of gold thanks to countless investments.<br><br>Her comments about Ginny, again they showed a short sightedness in his opinion, to just release her quickly might hurt Potter in the short term, maybe even humiliate him by having the young witch openly want to return to them... but with more time she could be broken down, publicly denounce the views of her family or perhaps even strike down Potter himself at a vulnerable moment. “I suppose I could release her but I think she would be of greater use to us if we hang onto her for a while. The spells around the Manor will keep anyone from tracing her and even if she told others where she went they have no proof at all she is here... public image might not be my friend right now but wizarding law is on my side and the castle has many places where she could be hidden from even the most invasive search.”<br><br>As he had spoken he had kept walking until he reached the room where the ruckus had originated, just as an abused looking House Elf scurried out of the room after a kick from Bellatrix. A thought did occur to him though when he saw the people in the room, Krys was too unpredictable in his eyes to hand Ginny off too, she knew Bellatrix and Draco which made them unsuitability... and if he were to try and fail to accomplish anything with Ginny then it would weaken his position... but there was one who would serve perfectly to break her down. If Dominic were to fail then it would be his own fault, but Lucius could take credit for any success because he was the one who gave him the task.<br><br>“Dominic...” He called, waving the younger Death Eater over too him. “This, as I am sure you know, is Ginny Weasly... from this point on you are responsible for... well call it reeducation, whatever it takes you are to gain her loyalty and teach her the proper pride for a pure blood.”<br><br>Dominic didn't say a thing, instead merely smiled at the assignment, he had seen the gossip papers, knew who this was and how she was connected with Potter... and already ideas were occuring.
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				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 15:38:42</strong>
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				Krys hit the window hard and landed with a thud onto the porch outside. She stood up after a few seconds and walked through the window that she had just went through. With a wave of her wand she repaired the broken window. She then made her way toward the kitchen giving Bellatrix a nice slap in the back of the head as she walked by her. Krys was way too stubborn to let the older witch have the last laugh. When Krys got into the kitchen she grabbed a glass of juice from the fridge then made her way back to the parlor and sat down. She took a sip from the glass then set it on the table and began pulling the pieces of glass from her shoulder, smiling at Bellatrix the whole time. <br><br>“You’re a fucking psycho you know that” ,Krys snapped at the older witch. She turned and looked at Draco, “Can you get the pieces of glass I can’t reach”? <br><br>Draco gave a look of disgust and Krys sighed, she loved the kid like family seeing they basically grew up together but she knew damn well he had a weak stomach and even the tiniest amount of blood made him queasy. Krys looked around the room at the rest of the people in it. Lucius was busy with the Weasley bitch and Dominic was just appointed a task so neither of them would be of any help right now. <br><br>“OK anyone it’s only a little bit don’t worry about hurting me just get the shit out of my back then go get my father” ,Krys said looking around the room in an attempt to get some kind of help. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 16:26:39</strong>
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				<strong>Sothryn Brown </strong><br><br>"Ever consider going after the Muggles that raised Potter, he may loath them but he would also feel the need to protect them we can use that force him into the open outside the areas we live in among the Muggles. One sniper with a modern Muggle gun and no more Mr. Potter. I'm not like many of the older traditionalists even if I admire Ms. LeStrange for her powerful skills we should be tapping any and all assets, and Muggles are massive in numbers and many are the kind we could use who lust for power to. Ginny if used properly could add to our leverage and she is Pure Blood no need to harm or kill her at least yet just my take on her, I'm more concerned with Granger she is one of the few that could challenge me and pose a threat.," Sothryn says taking a drink from a house elf. <br><br>"And face it the Ministry would have a hard time with wizarding folk if we team up with crime lords among the Muggles and pull the strings to strike at soft targets, family and friends who are Muggles of the enemy. Force them to stretch their resources thin to protect these assets will let us hit proper threats. The Muggles call it asymmetric warfare and it can be effective.,"&nbsp; sipping her toddy she relaxes well protected right now by Titan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 16:49:01</strong>
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				Krys listened as Sothryn spoke a look of disgust came across her face at the mention of joining forces with muggles. <br><br>"Can't I just go over to Surrey and kidnap the fuckers and torture them we have Potter's girlfriend the bastard should show up soon if he knows where she is and if not he'll figure it out eventually patience is a virtue, I'd rather wait then join forces with filth" ,Krys said. She meant no disrespect at all and only wanted to state her opinion. <br><br>"ELF! Get over here" ,Krys said hotly. When the tiny creature came over to her she looked at him. "Get the glass out of my back and be quick about it please". <br><br>The elf got to work pulling the shards of glass from Krys' back, she grimaced a little bit while he pulled out the larger pieces. Krys looked at the machine sitting next to Sothryn.<br><br>"What's this one"? Krys asked out of curiosity looking the large thing up and down. <br><br>Draco watched as the elf pulled the glass from Krys' back then looked at his aunt. <br><br>"Why do you two fight so much it always ends badly for one of you" ,he said. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 18:00:33</strong>
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				"Ah Titan my bodyguard, the armor is magical plating that deflects magic force directed at him and he is enhanced in strength and armed with a variety of weapons for combat and he can spit lightning. He is a complex device. I have plans for a easy to produce weapon made in a factory by other machines, not as sturdy but well there is something to say for speed and numbers called a Death Strider. Here is the prototype but I'm one year from production in numbers to be valuable making them in my shop is impractical in the quantity I need. To support those openly showing their mark naturally an added threat. Say you were fighting Potter a few dozen of these would stalk and attack when they calculate the odds good of a wound or kill strike. But I must move carefully until I have a safe operation to make them.," hitting a lever on her gauntlet a spider like creature leaps from hiding and is fast but clearly not armored up around eight inches in size. As for weapons it has just one dagger like blade that expends and retracts but is fast and seems capable if one would have more.<br><br>"Look at it this way Dementors cannot affect these with their major ability if we need to free our peers from the prison my creations make ideal pawns. And the Unforgivable Curses will not affect they since they don't feel pain, or have a mind to control or have a life force in fact fear is unknown to them they are relentless.," adding to her comments.<br><br><strong>occ: Think a steampunk version of a spider replicator from Stargate just not nanite based or can replicate, and looks funky.</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jag</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 01:50:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l521/ElliMichi/Evanminiavatar.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Evan Rosier (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=135254.msg6056566#msg6056566)<br><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Bisexual<br><strong>Bloodtype:</strong> Pureblood<br><strong>Wand:</strong> 10", Willow, Veela Hair Core (http://www.wizardingworldgifts.com/sites/default/files/Willow-Wand-Wood.gif)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/evan_rosier/set?id=46144270)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside Malfoy Manor, heading inside<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone at the Manor<br><br><br><br><hr><br>The man sighed softly as he reread the letter he'd gotten a week ago from his old mentor. <br><br><em>Evan,<br><br>Come join me in Japan. Your talents are wasted in such a place like England anymore. Come here where the dark arts are still honored so well among the wizarding community. Those pitiful relics called Death Eaters are just clinging to a hopeless cause. Voldemort was a moron. He knew not what he was doing. Ideas such as his cannot be forced so easily on the world. They must be eased into. Look at how much territory my group has managed to gain and hold onto since it started a hundred years ago. Voldemort wanted everything at once and look what happened to him. You're too smart for that.<br><br>You and I both know that no one can give you the agony you desire. Hisashiburini zetsubou shitéyo. Majide. I know you must feel the same way. Come join me.</em><br><br>Where there should have been a signature was instead a smear of blood. Part of him wanted to respond to say he would be there any moment, but he knew he couldn't. England was his home and as much as he knew he would enjoy his time in Japan with his mentor, it wasn't for him. As accepting as Mabou had been, he knew others there wouldn't be. They would see him as some sort of toy for Mabou and for them to push around. And he also knew that the moment one of them pushed him, he wouldn't just push back. He would kill. If he did that, Mabou would have no choice but to kill him by their gang laws.<br><br>He'd yet to respond because he wasn't sure if he would be welcomed here yet or not. He'd taken part in the Battle of Hogwarts, but had not told anyone he was there. He'd simply been a part of the masses of people fighting and then slipped away when it was over. He doubted his mother had told anyone of his return, but only because she was practically out of her mind these days and called him by his father's name. As for his father, he was sure the man's corpse was rotting in the ground outside of Azkaban by now. His response to Mabou really depended on how this next interaction went.<br><br>Would the people that he once hung out with accept him again? Did they think he was dead or that he'd run away? Either way, they were about to meet an Evan Rosier that was much different from what he'd been as a young adult. He was more refined now and knew what he wanted. There was no more hesitating in his actions, other than with Mabou, and he regretted nothing. He wasn't simply the child of a Death Eater in some pure blood family. He was Evan Rosier, nick named Evan the Piercer by his group in America.<br><br>As the tall man shoved the semi-romantic letter into his pants pocket, he stood outside the back kitchen door to Malfoy Manor. He was ready to kick the door in and announce himself to the whole place, despite the early time of day. Before he could get his foot in the air to do as he planned, a window smashed and he stared at it in shock. Evan heard some rather strange fighting going on inside and someone call out that Lucius had a broken window.<br><br>Shaking his head, he raised his wand this time, <strong>"<em>Bombarda</em>!"</strong> the door blew off it's hinges and he waited for the small dusting to disappear before stepping in, <strong>"Tell 'im he's got a smashed door as well."</strong><br><br><hr><br>Translation: "It's been a while since I wanted to despair. Really."
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 03:50:42</strong>
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				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Lucius</span></strong><br><br>To say that Lucius was about to loose his temper was an understatement of massive proportions. He normally worked hard to keep his cool and not show it when he was growing angry but the destruction of his home and the fact that the ruckus didn't seem to be any closer to ending was maddening. Add in metal monstrosity that was stomping around the manor and the fact that someone had just chosen to blast open the door into his kitchen was pushing him closer to his breaking part. This was his home and yet everyone seemed to be showing a complete lack of respect towards him. They were underestimating him, all of them saw his calculating demeanor and assumed that he was a patient manipulative man who was hesitant to act on his own but they forgot that he had risen to one of the top positions in Voldemort's inner circle through force of will and a willingness to stomp on anyone who opposed him with little to no warning at all.<br><br>Right now he might need to be a little more careful though, without Voldemort to draw them in Death Eaters were in shorter supply and would be hard to replace, just killing them all without any warning like he felt like doing wouldn't do him any good. “Alright, listen up.” He half growled, turning to eye everyone around him. “Each and every one of you has been showing me a complete lack of respect, interrupting my reading, destroying my new home, and keeping me from getting a good nights sleep in weeks. The next would be dark lord who wakes me up or destroys a portion of my home will find their intestines clearly visible to everyone around them, I already have the spell picked out.” His voice wasn't really raised yet but his tone made it very clear that didn't expect to be questioned or challenged at that moment. Let someone push him on this, they would find out just how dangerous he was when angered.<br><br>“And if I hear one more word of using Muggle tools to achieve our ends then I don't know what I will do, if we are willing to do that then we might as well just abandon this country to the Mudbloods and Muggles, this is our place, the Malfoy family has been living here for over ten generations of pure blooded wizards and I would sooner die then betray that heritage in any way.”<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Dominic</strong></span><br><br>On the other hand Dominic was only half listening to what was going on around him, the fact that Krys needed to have some glass pulled from her back, the disgusting idea of using a muggle weapon to kill Potter only half caught his attention, the posturing of Lucius was completely uninteresting to him, and the dynamic entry of someone he didn't recognize were all unable to catch his attention when he now had a lovely young pure blood floating before him. Broken properly she could be used as a way to draw Potter out to them, a valuable hostage, or at the very least a useful political tool that could be used to humiliate Potter and those close to him. Her being a blood traitor only sweetened the bargin, he would open her eyes to the proper way of seeing things, make her realize that the proper order of things had pure bloods at top, half bloods as second class citizens, and muggles existing only for the amusement of wizard kind, killed or hunted for sport, experimented on... Dominic didn't consider himself to be overly cruel but he saw advantages to this way of living.<br><br>From a pocket inside of his suit jacket he withdrew his wand, two quick waves of his wand reviving Ginny from her unconscious state and then removing the spell that kept her levitating. With a smirk on his face he leaned over her, uncaring of what happened around him, let the others put on their petty shows in an attempt to demonstrate which of them was dominant over the others, Dominic had his eye on the prize that was leadership of the remaining Death Eaters. <br><br>“Ginny Weasly...” He said slowly as he looked down at her. “You made a great mistake coming here but I would rather you think of it as an opportunity, this is a chance for you to finally take advantage of your pure blood status. It will take a little time and a lot of hard work but I think the end results will be perfect... and before you think to hard about fighting against me I want you to remember what Bellatrix has done to pure bloods in the past just because she was bored... give me too much trouble and I will hand you over to her.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 04:56:35</strong>
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				Giren fingered the mutilated locket, looking it over to make sure it was real.<br>"And that leaves me 2 more to go" he said to himself.<br><br>Then there was a knock on his door. "State your business!" he shouted in an aggravated tone.<br>"Um...Professor Morgan?" stated the young female voice. "I'm not a professor yet, still an apprentice, isn't it a bit late for students to be out?" Giren made his way to the door.&nbsp; Standing there was a small Blonde Gryffindor, a second year.<br>"I hear you have a Hippogriff, can I see it? I can't sleep." Giren rolled his eyes, "Nor can I, but we have to be quiet, dont want to get caught"<br><br>Fortunately Giren's room was close to the school grounds, it wouldn't be far to reach the supply shed Hagrid let him use. Despite Hagrid's position against Voldemort, and his support of Harry Potter, the two did agree on one thing, keeping Buckbeak around, Hagrid was also much less strict than the other teachers when it came to Giren's love of dangerous creatures, namely his pygmy dragon Speigel, who was currently on a mail run.<br>As the duo made their way to Giren's back door, the girl couldn't help but notice the large snake skeleton above Giren's desk. Giren moved her along quickly, not wanting to go into detail on how hard it was to obtain Nagini's skeleton. <br><br>Making it to the supply shed, Giren grabbed a whistle and a bucket of fish.<br>"Just blow into this" he told the girl and he handed her a whistle.<br>"I think it's broken" the student stated, trying but making no sound. Giren just smirked as Buckbeak and 2 other Hippogriffs<br>The girl stared in awe at the 3. Giren told her the procedure of approaching them safely "SOME people seem to think they can bypass these steps, those people get hurt, Hippogriffs are proud creatures."
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 05:48:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj194/commodore-sixty-four/icons/cintia/cintia28.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Ginny Weasley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Malfoy Mansion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Dominic<br><hr><br>Ginny's body dropped gently to the floor, and she appeared as sleeping beauty for a few moments before the true Gryffindor opened her eyes with a start. Looking up, she realized immediately what had happened, and she paled. The first thought that ran through her head was, "Oh fuck." She was screwed, and she knew it. She was a powerful and smart witch that had made a big mistake. A very big mistake, and as she looked up into the shrewd eyes of Dominic, she swallowed with uncharacteristic nervousness and her eyes widened. Looking around, she saw Lucius and Draco, Bellatrix and so many others that she never wanted to see again without her wand or the order behind her. Unfortunately, she was in a very bad situation, and she knew it. <br><br>His words earned a growl from her, and she glared up.<br><br>"You're right. I made a mistake by getting caught, but you won't convince me of any of your so called 'ideals.' And if it comes between being tortured or submitting to a death eater, then bring on the torture."<br><br>Her pretty eyes flashed fire at the handsome man, and she tried to push him off of her.
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 06:54:13</strong>
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				"We all have our ways thats all, I intend to do what I must short of harming a Death Eater even a rival is still important and anyway my research is more of an interest to me than politics. Infighting will solve nothing which I think we can agree on in principle.," she is a half blood so Sothryn sees herself as more open minded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 07:39:13</strong>
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				Olivia shared many of Sothryn's views and greatly respected her enchanting abilities, and had on several occasions <br>requested her to be a guest at her Chateax. <br><br>"Sothryn. I agree, as far as her magical cloak goes Lucious, yes its more valuable if unique I agree, but if we give it back to ginny and send her on her merry ginger way it would impossible for others to believe any story she makes of her being caught here for NONE would believe we would have left her with the cloak. Something she would give back to potter especially if we erase her memories of this. She would feel desperate to get back to him. Potter not trusting her would be the best of blows we could hope for"<br><br>Lucious didn't seem in the mood for thinking though, with the commotion like a circus he seemed ready to loose his temper, something that Olivia didnt want to be on the receiving end of ... at any time for her was formidable wizard.<br><br>"Lord Lucious, I will leave you here to get your house in order, when you wish for me do call. Until then I may be at my Chateau in france"<br><br>She gave the invisibility cloak back to Lucious and then turned to Sothryn "<br><br>"My lady, an honor as always and your servant is most magnificent, a credit to your witchery, as always your presense is more than welcomed at my Chateax and do feel free to apparate there any time you choose. If nothing other than to see a change in scenery, but there, without so much distraction I would adore talking of concerning enchanting of items. If you could spare the time. I feel it best if we let Lucious see to house matters for the moment. If you care to dine with me I would gladly hear what you have in mind. That goes for all who desire to keep their passions in gear, you know where I am. Good day for the moment."<br><br>She then curtsied before vanishing back to her residence.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 17:25:51</strong>
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				Bellatrix snarled at the girl after feeling her hand against her own head, though she chose to ignore it on the larger part. Watching her plead for help got boring very quickly, as amusing as it was, and Draco was acting like a little girl again. "Hush, boy. It's none of your business. Help your father... Yell or something. That's all he's good for, anyway." Then, she walked off through the house. Up the stairs, she took her time, knowing what would be waiting before she even reached her bedroom door. It was getting tiresome to deal with it after each and every little qualm and quarrel. For someone so careless and crude, he sure showed too much interest in his little brat. Probably because of that muggle-loving mother of hers, if that's who it was.<br><br>"Why do I have to ask you this so often?" He drawled out, pale face seemingly indifferent though the dark eyes glared down at the woman. Bellatrix shrugged, claiming it was all the brat's fault for waking her in such a disruptive manner, which it was, and that she needed to learn to be respectful towards those stronger than her, which she did. Moving past the man, she slammed the door to her room, wand waving and locking it tight. After dressing she would make her way down to Lucius and Dominic to see the little Weasly whore.<br><br>Outside the door, Severus Snape gave a sigh that blew a lock up hair out of his face before descending the stairs. Stepping swiftly through the room, he managed to comment on a lot, regardless of his absent state. "Learn to deal with it, Lucius. These children will always have their little obsessions with the muggles, refusing to account for how disgraceful their presence may or may not be." The cold gaze moved from the Malfoy and Sothryn after a brow cocked at the robotic contraption, to Dominic. He stepped closer, standing only a step or two away from the man as he looked over her shoulder, nose lifted. Ginny Weasly. "You're as stupid as your brothers, Weasly; thinking you could show your face here so easily. Give your dear husband my degards." He paused. "If you make it back, that is."<br><br>Turning briskly, his black cloak swayed as he made his way forward, stopping only when he stood beside Krys and that elf. He reached down and pulled the largest piece of glass out of the girls back, dropping it on the elf's head. "Leave." Moving in front of her, his cold eyes stared down at the girl in a silent anger. "How often must you start these little fights? Do you have nothing better to do than to piss away any respect anyone has for you? This will not continue. You will not spend the rest of the year being a little brat." Choosing the word 'brat' was merely a way of making the point that in some ways, as much as he hated admitting it, Bellatrix was right. The girl had no respect for anyone or anything. Being a Death Eater didn't mean pissing your life away. To be a good Death Eater, you had to have followers, not just kill anything and everything around you.
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				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 17:54:02</strong>
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				“Excuse me father but for your information that muggle that I was torturing was related to Vernon Dursley you know Potter’s uncle I worked my ass off to find the prick, I studied his daily routine and made my move when I knew it was right and that was when he bought his nightly whore, it’s unfortunate the bitch was in the wrong place at the wrong time” ,Krys growled shoving her father’s hand away from her. <br><br>She was pissed and regretted even asking for her father, he never paid any attention to her unless he wanted to yell at her. Krys stood up and looked around the room giving nearly everyone a glare except for Dominic and Draco, there were never any bitter feelings toward those two simply because they never really bitched about anything like a lot of other people that resided in the manor. She noticed Evan standing in the parlor with the rest of the group.<br><br>“Hello Evan long time no see we’ll have to catch up later, right now I’ve got to go wash the blood off of myself and drink a healing potion to get rid of these gashes” ,she said giving a small smile before passing the man. <br><br>When she got to her room she grabbed a tux from the closet and then a towel and made her way into the bathroom to wash up. The hot water burned her broken skin and she grimaced in pain but refused to let out any sound of discomfort. When she finished washing up she drank down a minor healing potion and waited until the cuts on her back went away fully before putting on her tux and spiking her hair. She took another look at herself before making her way out of the bathroom. Krys took pride in her appearance even if others found it odd that she liked to wear men’s clothing. <br><br>Krys had information that she had gathered from the scumbag she had tortured just a few hours ago but seeing as almost everyone wanted to be a bunch of assholes she wasn’t going to tell everyone instead she decided to confide in Lucius knowing he would at least appreciate the work she had done even if it was a small amount. No one in the group was really doing much to help the cause as of late so any little bit of info would most likely be appreciated. <br><br>As Krys walked by Bellatrix’s door she gave it a hard kick before making her way back to the parlor and sitting on the couch. She looked at the elf then to her father with disgust.<br><br>“I hate how you only interact with me when you’re bitching” ,she had tried to keep her cool but he had pissed her off a lot, taking sides with that evil whore over his own kid. “She threw me out of a fucking window and yet you still stick up for her without asking any questions, some father you are at least Lucius sticks up for Draco even if he acts like a pussy sometimes”.<br><br>Draco looked at Krys with his jaw dropped, “Sorry mate but you do act a little weak at points and it’s understandable you do have a kid now so I can’t say I fully blame you” ,Krys told him trying to avoid another argument.<br><br>Draco just shook his head and took a sip from a glass he had been holding. 
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				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 03:22:14</strong>
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				Severus gave a sigh, rubbing at his temples. He didn't know how to explain anything to the girl. She took things the wrong way, as a typical daughter would, he guessed. "I... apologize." The words were something he had never once uttered, never even considered saying, so he left them there. Perhaps his daughter wasn't treated the right way, ignoring her... boyish charm? All Severus knew was that he would at some point have to find a way to make the girl understand his intentions in regards to her actions, though it was doubtful that she would listen. The apology, even, was probably useless, since the girl would likely see it as a form of weakness, but as his daughter, she was allowed to see it at least once every few decades. "What will you be doing now?" Tone staying even, he made sure not to make himself sound insinuating.
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				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 03:43:53</strong>
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				Giren smiled, watching the young girl enjoy the company of the hippogriff, having a Gryffindor under his wing may not be quite so bad, perhaps he might find a way to obtain a certain sword that had been missing since the battle at Hogwarts. It could be the last peice he needed in the puzzle, it was his last 'unknown', the objects that held the Horcruxes were all accounted for, he just needed to find a way to get through their protection and actually obtain them, but he knew where the last 2 were.
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 03:51:52</strong>
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				"Of course Olivia, at least we see eye to eye on many things and Snape is at least tolerant of my views and the old guard is still powerful in magic that has to be given the highest respect. Lestrange is a very chaotic witch and that unpredictable nature makes her more deadly and in my view more effective and if she gets the Dark Lord back it would be a feat of magic unsurpassed.," she said in all seriousness she like Lestrange for her power and randomness no need to disrespect her people die for that.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 04:22:03</strong>
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				Krys’ face twisted into a glare when her father apologized to her. The nerve he had thinking a simple apology was going to fix everything. Not wanting to argue further Krys just swallowed her pride and accepted the apology. Draco looked at her as if he had an idea.<br><br>“Hey Krys maybe you could ya know be the bigger person and apologize to my aunt maybe then she’ll stop bothering you so much” ,he said with an almost pleading tone. <br><br>Krys laughed before giving him an ‘are you kidding me’ look.<br><br>“She will never be satisfied with shit she’s a crazy fucking bitch who has no respect for anything and she’ll probably try and curse me if I even knock on her door fuck that I did nothing wrong all I was doing was my fucking job” ,Krys said in response making Draco sigh and shrug his shoulders. <br><br>She knew what he was getting at Draco wanted everyone on the same page so that they’d work better together. The man had good intentions but sometimes he didn’t think things through too well. Krys looked at Draco’s disappointed expression and sighed, she didn’t believe what she was about to do.<br><br>“Listen Draco….Dad, I’ll go and attempt to make things right with the evil witch BUT if she tries to hex or curse me then be prepared for another war” ,Krys said.<br><br>She took a deep breath then stood up and made her way to Bellatrix’s room and knocked on the door. Krys stood and waited for a response, she didn’t bother grabbing her wand when she fought with Bellatrix she liked it to be physical something about using her own hands made things more exciting when the two fought. She had no intentions on fighting with Bellatrix this time but she knew the older witch was unpredictable and any thing could happen.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 04:41:16</strong>
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				Severus heaved another sigh, sitting back in a large arm chair. He watched the retreating back momentarily, expecting to hear the screech of two women within two minutes. Looking at Draco, he signaled him to come forward, though did not speak. Although he was grateful for the boy's attempt, he was, after all, Snape.<br><br><del></del><br><br>A small, black towel was wrapped around the woman's body when she heard a knock at the door. "Bloody hell..." Wand waving, the door unlocked, opening only long enough to let someone in before quickly shutting to a lock once more. With magic-dried hair, her wand turned a bright red, slipping in and out of the woman's hair to create the perfectly little curls that appeared on her head every day. Sure, they were natural, but no hair was that bouncy all day long. Eyes already circled in black, though her lips stayed as pale as ever, she walked into the bedroom, eyes rolling.<br><br>"I'm not in the mood for this, brat. Say what a horrible bitch I am and leave." The wand continued to bounce in and out of her hair as the woman quickly turned and walked to the large wardrobe, pulling the black she needed out. As careless as usual, she let her towel drop, first pulling on a long skirt that fell to the floor, but topped off to cover just the lower part of her rib cage, tightening from there to her hips. The leather corset that she next pulled on proved to be a problem since her wand was already busy and the buckles on the front were difficult to work above the bottom two. With a growl she turned and walked back to the girl.<br><br>"Close this up." Although she wouldn't outright ask her to do so kindly, Bellatrix waited for the young Snape to help her with the corset, fingers pulling pairs of lace, fingerless gloves up to her elbows. Her boots clicked over, waiting for her to slip into them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 04:59:21</strong>
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				Draco stepped forward and looked at Snape, "Y-yes sir" ,he asked as if he were still in school and Snape was one of his professors.<br><br>Krys walked into the room when the door opened a crack she made sure she was quick and that the door was shut as fast as possible. She looked to the older witch and her heart began to race, she had to adjust her tie due to her body temperature rising another 10 degrees. The older witch had just let her towel drop without a care right in front of Krys something the young Snape had not expected and Bellatrix was….well she was absolutely perfect. The young Snape shook any nasty thoughts from her head and tried her best to ignore the fact that she wanted to jump on the older witch. It wouldn’t be too difficult either the door was already locked and a simple silencing charm would keep anyone from noticing anything wrong. <br><br>“Listen I didn’t come here to insult you I simply came to apologize for my actions toward you before” ,Krys replied cockily. <br><br>When Bellatrix walked over to her and asked for help with her corset the urge to touch the woman got even more hard to resist but the young Snape did her best, unfortunately she didn’t have her guard up and Bellatrix if paying attention could probably read her like a book. Krys bit down on her bottom lip and fixed up the older witch’s corset then backed away quickly. She looked down at the floor to avoid an awkward stare and tapped her foot and waited for a response to the apology she had just given the woman. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 05:19:11</strong>
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				The man rolled his eyes at Draco, looking at the boy sourly. "You're more of a girl than my own daughter," he snorted. Head shaking, Snape stared at the boy for a few minutes before speaking once more. "I wish you to stay close to Krys. You tell me everything she does, whenever she does it, and why, if you can figure it out. I don't want that girl dying because she decides to jump into the wolf's den." Rubbing his eyes, Severus seemed to get lost in the distance.<br><br><hr><br>Something was off about the girl. Was she flustered? Oh, yes. Extremely flustered. Bellatrix would have acted on it sooner, had she not snorted at the apology. "Seriously? What, did daddy dearest put you up to it?" A cackle left her lungs as she slipped into the boots waiting for her, wand finally finishing its job. Smirking, she stepped forward, slowly walking to the girl.<br><br>"What is that look on your face, the way you're trying to avoid me?" Head tilting, she looked curiosly at the avoiding gaze. With the wand, she tipped the girl's head up so their eyes met. "Did I surprise you? Get you all... Hot and bothered? Hmm?" Her body was now dangerously close to the other's, close enough that the heat of her breath could be felt on her cheek, the front of her corset just barely brushing against the girl's suit. She traced her fingers up the line of buttons holding the suit closed, wrapping them around the nice little tie she wore. "How cute," she cooed, and so convincingly. Stepping just a tiny bit closer, Bellatrix yanked at the tie, pulling the girl in, causing their lips to crash. For a moment, she caught even herself off guard, but it was just the fact that she hadn't kissed anyone in so long- that was all. Allowing herself to linger a minute longer, the woman's tongue flickered over the soft lips before she bit her bottom lip harshly and pushed the girl back.<br><br>"Don't waste my time, child." With a snort she spun and left the room, yelling for her to get out on her way down the hall. "That may have been a bit too far," she muttered to herself, feeling a bit of heat as well. Before heading out the door she shrugged it off, deciding that, as cute as the girl may be, she was far out of the woman's league.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 14:16:34</strong>
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				<strong><span class="bbc_u">Dominic</span></strong><br><br>Dominic only smiled softly at Ginny's defiance, really it was a bit amusing that she thought she would be able to handle what was possibly coming for her. Though it was a little bit insulting to him that she had such a simplistic view of what he had in mind for her, she might have only just been given over to his custody but already ideas were racing through his brain. Dominic was well versed in torture, having picked up a tip or two from Snape, watched Bellatrix work her nasty art form, even heard Voldemort muse on the topic before his own death. They had all given him a unique view point, something he could take and add to his own knowledge. He wasn't going to be overly reliant on a particular unforgivable curse but would rather use it to supplement the application of potions and a good hands on approach that would in his mind be extra affective because she was a lovely pure blooded lady.<br><br>“You think you are strong enough to succeed where the Longbottom's failed?” He asked with a small smirk, he hadn't been there for that but he had heard the gleeful retelling that Bellatrix put out from time to time. “You probably haven't had too much experience with the Cruciatus curse first hand but think of this, given enough exposure to it everyone breaks. The Longbottom's were very strong by all accounts, lasted for a while but now they are just patients in St. Mungo's who don't even recognize their son.” His voice was level as he spoke, giving no indication that he would enjoy inflicting the same fate on her but also making it clear that he wouldn't back away from using it.<br><br>“I would hate to do that to you Ginny, to leave you an empty shell of a Pureblood... but even if we need to go that far we won't kill you or even return you to your family. Even without your mind present your body could still serve an important purpose... helping us ensure another generation of Pureblooded children.” Not an empty threat at all, she was attractive by any measure and he would rather have her be a conscious and knowing participant in the matter.<br><br>“So lets do this the easy way Ginny, you will fight me and I am sure that you will do admirably, lasting as long as you possibly can, but eventually you will end up breaking and admitting the truth... that you are pure blooded and proud of it. You will be happier when you do that.” Leaning down he brushed his lips over hers before whispering a single word, wand pressed to her stomach. “<em>Crucio...</em>”<br><br>He only held the curse for a moment before moving his wand, breaking off the contact, right now he only wanted to tease her, give her a taste of what was coming.<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Lucius</strong></span><br><br>The arrival of Snape was a welcome thing to Lucius, someone around whom he could have a conversation with, one of the Death Eaters whom had been with the cause from the very beginning. He was the person he needed to help whip the would be Death Eaters around them into shape... remind them that they were supposed to have pride as users of magic. Snape might only be a half blood but that hardly mattered in the eyes of Lucius, the man had been of great help in the past and proved his worth more times then could be counted.<br><br>Taking hold of the cloak he sighed to himself, knowing that he was unlikely to get any work done, the best thing would likely be to get himself to bed and make sure with a spell or two that no one would be waking him up. “Well this has been a rather eventful night.” He sneered at all around him. “All of you no doubt have something important you could be doing and if you don't I would suggest you do... keeping in mind of course that we need to keep a low profile for the time being. I will be retiring to my chambers for now, if anyone has something they wish to discuss with me then they should do it soon.”<br><br>Without another word he turned quickly on his heel, stalking down the hall towards the stairs that would lead him to his chambers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>29-03-2012, 17:27:32</strong>
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				Draco nodded his head in agreement to what Snape had requested. Even though Draco was scared shitless of his best friend he was even more scared of her father. He also didn’t want Krys getting hurt she had sort of snapped after Voldemort was killed and the sight of her father’s death although not real fucked with her head and she became a danger to herself at points. <br><br>“I’ll keep an eye on her sir, I promise I won’t let anything happen” ,Draco promised. <br><br>“No my father didn’t put me up to this I came in here on my own, figured I be nice to you for once” ,Krys told her. “And since when do I do as my father tells me especially when it comes to apologizing to you”? <br><br>When the gap closed between the two Krys began to feel very uneasy and as Bellatrix spoke the young Snape felt even more uneasy. Krys was a master at torture and could stare death in the face and laugh but when it came to women she crumbled and got nervous, she never knew why but that was just the way it was.&nbsp; When the older witch’s lips met Krys’ her eyes widened for a moment before closing, her body getting numb with pleasure. At that moment Krys knew the older witch had some sort of hold on her and that was something that had to be done about that. A moan escaped the young Snape’s lips after Bellatrix bit down and when the woman left the room Krys sighed, half in relief and half in disappointment. <br><br>“What in the fuck just happened”? ,Krys said to herself before exiting the room.<br><br>She heard Lucius say he was retiring to his chambers and that if anyone needed anything they’d better ask soon. Krys made her way down the hall to Lucius’ chambers and knocked on the door. <br><br>“Lucius I have something to discuss with you, I would have done it sooner but I was….” ,Krys cleared her throat. “Held up….Permission to enter sir”? <br><br>If there was one person she respected other then her father it was Lucius, she had basically grew up around the man and was grateful for everything he had done for her and her father. She treated the man very different then she did everyone else whenever she spoke to him it was with respect and there was never an attitude and although the young Snape would never admit it she looked up to the man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 02:04:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj194/commodore-sixty-four/icons/cintia/cintia28.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Ginny Weasley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Malfoy Mansion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Dominic<br><hr><br>Ginny was not only a Gryffindor, but she was a Weasley as well. They didn't back down, and they certainly never agreed or came to see things like the Deatheaters. He was delusional if he thought that a bit of torture and coercion would ever break her. They might break her body, but the only way her mind would ever break is if she did indeed end up like the Longbottoms. A look of sadness came over her face at the mention of Neville's parents, and then a look of fury crossed her features. <br><br>When he went on to say that they would still use her body, she blushed and gasped, pushing at him angrily.<br><br>"How dare you?! The Longbottoms are good people who deserve respect, and I will never be a broodmare for pure blood fascists!"<br><br>She growled and struggled harder, only to feel his lips brush hers and his wand poke her stomach. That's when he said 'crucio,' and she screamed in agony. It felt like every inch of her skin was being peeled away and exposed to acid! Luckily, it was only a few seconds, and she slumped back as he removed it. Whimpering, she continued to stare defiantly into his eyes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 02:41:36</strong>
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				By now the girl had become so tired she nearly passed out.<br>Giren carried her back to the school. He couldn't help but notice the Necklace around the girl's neck as it reflected the moonlight. <br><br>"Mariah Rosewood, she might be a Gryffindor but she's at least a pureblood. The situation with professor Longbottom just got a whole lot easier" Giren said with a smirk. "A whole lot easier" he only responded with his second line after seeing his tiny Dragon hovering overhead with an envelope.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Google</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 02:54:11</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Dominic</strong></span><br><br>Dominic smiled a little bit at her anger about his mentioning of the Longbottoms. Did she really thing that a little bit of indignant anger would do anything to put him off from his plans. Using her as a mindless and broken broodmare, her use of that word almost made him laugh at the image it brought about in his mind, wouldn't be the preferable way that things could go about, in his mind it wouldn't count as a proper victory unless he managed to bring her into the fold of the Death Eaters and make her a willing member of their organization. She could make a useful spy for them, that idea had just occurred to him, a mindless Ginny again useless but one who was willing to work for the purpose of Pureblood supremacy...<br><br>“See, that wasn't much fun at all was it?” He asked with a small chuckle as he slowly climbed to his feet, looking down at her the entire time and never moving his wand so that it would stay pointed at her the entire time. “That was just physical pain though, I can get so much more creative. Before Voldemort fell I was using muggles and some mudbloods for research on a new kind of spell work, it utilizes a modified pensive charm to extract memories and enter them... and then using a memory erasure charm I can preform a surgery on the memories of the subject.” <br><br>He was grinning now, this work was entirely his own and something that had taken a great amount of effort on his part, he had expected a great deal of reward from the Dark Lord for its creation but he had died before that could happen and he could be rewarded. “I can go into your memories, twist them however I like, turn a fond moment in a lovers arms into a terrible memory of pain... or even insert myself into that tender moment.” The system wasn't perfect yet, it was easier to destroy a memory then to modify it and the subject could fight if they were clever about it... but the very threat that he could do it to someone would terrify most people beyond any and all reason. “Wouldn't you rather stop trying to fight me Ginny, then you can keep the memories that will give you a moment of peace when you aren't in pain.” If she just gave into him for a moment, give him a crack then he would be able to widen it... he was ready to exploit any weakness.<br><br><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Lucius</strong></span><br><br>Lucius had been working to get himself ready for bed when the knock came, his cloak shrugged off and carefully hung while his wand was put back into his cane and set near the bed. It might be early in the morning but Lucius knew the value of a good nights sleep and was pouring himself a glass of brandy when he turned to the door. It seemed that there was someone who wanted to speak with him, or Krys was about to make a very ill advised power play. Lucius doubted it though, while she might be unpredictable Snape's daughter had always shown him a proper amount of respect.<br><br>“Enter Krys.” He called out before raising his glass to his lips and taking a good long swallow of the liquor inside of it. “But I urge you to make whatever it is you have to say quick, after all it was your antics that interrupted my reading in the first place.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 03:19:42</strong>
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				Krys entered the room after receiving permission, she listened as Lucius spoke and told her to make it quick. She nodded in agreement before shutting the door and locking it.<br><br>“I have acquired a bit of information that you may find useful, I haven’t told any of the others about this yet not even my father” ,Krys began. “The man that is now lying dead in the dungeon was Vernon Dursley’s cousin, apparently Vernon moved his family to Manchester to get away from Potter but that’s not the important part, Potter has been using the Dursley’s old residence in Little Whinging as a headquarters for the Order” ,she straightened her tie before continuing. “How do I know this information? Let’s just say while torturing the bastard for information I force fed him some veritaserum straight from my father’s potion cabinet, it proved useful the fat pig spilled everything, apparently he went to visit old Vernon and someone in a bright blue cloak and pointed hat answered the door said he had the wrong address him being a Dursley of course didn’t leave he went around back to snoop over heard talks of magic and the Order of the Phoenix, they said they were aiming to find the rest of us death eaters and put us in Azkaban I’m assuming that’s why Ginny was here”. <br><br>After Krys finished she looked a the man before turning to unlock the door. <br><br>“Get a good rest Lucius I’ll have your house fixed up before you wake up” ,Krys told him.<br><br>She made her way out of his room and shut the door behind her then made her way into the sitting room. Krys sat down on the couch then looked at both Draco and her father then to the elf that had come up to ask if she needed anything. <br><br>“Get me a glass of fire whiskey and fix that door” ,Krys demanded. She had already put the window back together so she didn’t need the elf to fix that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 11:44:04</strong>
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				A man with messy black hair aparated onto the manor's lawn. He was in his mid 40s and looked like he could use a good shave. He was covered in blood and his right arm hung limply at his side.<br><br>His name was irrelevant. He was simply recognized as one of the more "expendable" members.<br><br>"i've.......got..........bad....news........" He gasped before passing out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 17:33:31</strong>
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				Severus nodded at Draco's acknowledgement, glad the boy understood. He may be a wimp of a man, but he would do anything the former teacher and Headmaster asked of him, making him very useful to Severus Snape. Draco was the type of person that, although his attitude and blunt ignorance for common courtesy would dub him of the 'nose up the ass' variety, he did not fully belong in the Death Eaters' group, as was the case with Snape during the wars. Now, however, he would have to step up and take the role, otherwise he would be dead in a moment.<br><br>Standing, Severus walked to the window that had previously been shattered, hands behind his back as he stared placidly into the still-dark morning. Everything surrounding the manor was completely still, not a single movement to be seen, until someone apparated onto the lawn. He watched the man as he spoke and fell before turning swiftly, cloak flying around him. At moments such as these, he was the man to take charge.<br><br>"Sothryn, have that contraption of yours bring the man in. Make sure to lay something down first; Lucius will have a fit if there is blood on his floor. Draco, go upstairs and get your father; he will need to be here for this." Pulling his wand out, Severus waited at the door, having already struck it open. Once the man was brought in, he would awaken him, probably only long enough to get the information he needed out of him. "And Krys. Come here. You will memorize this information. Do not do anything but listen."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 19:39:28</strong>
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				"Titan get the man be careful and take him to over to that couch, elves make up the couch for him make sure its comfortable - go!," Titan walks over its actually fairly fast and agile, takes up the man gently and walks with him to the couch. Sothryn fishes out a healing potion for general recovery, and gently feeds it to the man if he stirs enough to do it. Her immediate issue is saving his life more precise treatment can be done later.<br><br>"Titan good work return to you place and guard.," the mechanical being walks back to his place the feet making a good bit of noise.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 20:00:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj194/commodore-sixty-four/icons/cintia/cintia28.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Ginny Weasley<br><strong>Location:</strong> Outside the Malfoy Mansion<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Dominic<br><hr><br>Unfortunately for Dominic, Ginny didn't show even an ounce of weakness. Her beautiful eyes remained sharp and shrewd, never backing away from his gaze and portraying her hatred for him and everything he stood for. She hated that he smiled at her, and she hated even more that she had been so stupid. She should have never been caught, and now...well, now she'd either die or be kept prisoner unless she escaped. And with Malfoy manor, escaping would be even harder than breaking in...especially since they now would be watching her. Looking around, she saw some activity and familiar faces...as well as some unfamiliar ones. She was in deep trouble, and she knew that she had now put Harry and the Order in even more danger. If they used unforgivable curses on her (which obviously they would) and potions, then she might reveal things that she didn't plan to. And Harry would undoubtedly come looking for her, which would only mean they had a better chance of capturing him. <br><br>Sighing in anger at both Dominic and herself, she swallowed. <br><br>"Who are you? I don't even know your name, but you obviously know mine."<br><br>With his explanation of his memory talent, the only sign that she even heard him was a slight raising of her eyebrows. Other than that, she showed no nervousness or fear. Inside, however, she was incredibly scared that somehow they'd manipulate her memories and mind. What if he took away her memories of Harry? Or her family? Fred? Swallowing, she shook her head firmly and sat up, trying to make herself appear stronger than she felt...although her legs wouldn't quite work yet.<br><br>"No. I will never stop fighting you."<br><br>Immediately she tried to shove him off of her and struggled to her feet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 22:08:00</strong>
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				Krys sipped from her glass and gave everyone in the room a quick glance, she was always watching everyone around her regardless if she trusted them or not. She tapped her fingers on the arm of the chair in boredom. Krys watched as her father walked over to the window, when he turned around and told Sothryn to have her contraption bring a man inside and place something down so that blood wouldn’t get on the floor. <br><br>“Yes sir” ,Draco said in response to Snape.<br><br>He made his way to his father’s room and knocked on the door softly. <br><br>“F-father Severus has sent me to get you someone has shown up on our doorstep injured says he has information” ,Draco said.<br><br>Krys walked over to her father and the man and looked at the both of them. <br><br>“And what exactly do you think I would do other then remember the information”? Krys asked her father sarcastically. “You really need to have some faith in me”.<br><br>Krys watched as the elf set up the couch and then as Titan brought the man over and laid him down on it. She sat down in an armchair next to the couch and continued to sip her drink as she waited for the man’s information. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>summoner2183</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 02:45:45</strong>
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				<strong>Aaron Yaxley</strong><br><br>Aaron sighed to himself as he approached Malfoy Manor. He was here on the behest of his father, which sent him to meet with Lucius Malfoy regarding his support to the cause. The Yaxleys had hit a bit of a windfall actually, with his father pretending publicly that he was now reformed and no longer supporting the cause of his former Master, something that his grandfather wasn't pleased about before he was killed in an 'accident'. They had now gained a major reach in the ink and parchment industry, being one of the few major suppliers of it.<br><br>With the money coming in, the Yaxleys were slowly gaining monetary power, though it was nowhere near the size of the Malfoy fortune. He stood in front of the property, and was intrigued to find some kind of muggle contraption that looked like a golem of some kind. He did not know what it was, but he assumed that Lord Malfoy was the one to have it installed.<br><br>He then spoke to it. "Honored Golem, would you please convey to Lord Malfoy that Aaron Yaxley, heir to the House Yaxley would like to request an audience with him with some news that he is most pleased to hear... and while you are at it, could you also please tell Draco Malfoy that an old schoolmate of his is also here to see him? Thank you." His tones were polite, and he waited for the contraption to deliver his message for him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 02:58:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The injured Death Eater finally woke up.<br>"He set me up, the order was waiting for us, two others were killed."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 03:32:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who set you up, give us a name?," Sothryn asks a bit tenderly it is a hurt Death Eater and did fight off a superior threat to escape that adds to his value.<br><br>She sends for a hot toddy and adds another potion to aid in healing proper now that he's up.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 04:36:04</strong>
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				"He called himself Nihilus, he was using an imperious curse to control his speaker. " said the deatheater.<br><br>What they didnt know was that at the same time another imperioused victem had attacked the ministry. He was dealt with, but had managed to cast off the dark mark before being apprehended. Only his dark mark was red with a phoenix coming from the skull instead of a green mark with a snake.<br><br>It would make headlines in a few days<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gsptGoddess</strong> on <strong>01-04-2012, 23:58:37</strong>
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				Snape stood beside the couch, listening to the man. The name he gave was not one he had heard before. Beady eyes set on the face of the Death Eater, he could tell there was something more that had not been said. Something that was omitted. That would not do.<br><br>"Krys. Go and get a vile from my cupboard." The girl would know exactly what he meant, since she was the only one who would dare go through his things. The veritaserum would give them the whole truth, not the simply words that the man let out now. It was very easy to tell when one was lying, which is what omitting was considered to Severus. His wand was pointed at the man's chest, pressing into it with more power than needed. The Death Eater could think what he wanted, whether it was that the greasy-haired figure above him would bring the end of his days, or if he was going to have his life spared.<br><br>"You have a heart," he muttered the Sothryn. "Get rid of it." Administering the healing potion was pointless. This man was too weak to be useful any longer, and expected to be dead by others, so why send him back alive? He had hoped Lucius would have come down already.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>02-04-2012, 00:18:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll tell you everything!" said the man in a scared tone.<br>"I-I just got lucky, my escape was a fluke, when one of the Order let their guard down I fled. As for the setup, Nihilus' speaker said he knew how to bring back the Dark Lord, and we were to meet him in an old tavern. The Tavern was a trap, the Order ambushed us! His speaker mentioned something about a Diadem before the imperious curse was lifted and his victem was left to be killed or captured like the rest of us"<br><br>The man had no idea about the attack on the ministry, or that they were both setups to distract the ministry and the order while Nihilus stole the second to last of the Horcrux remnants.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlphaWolfQuin</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 22:03:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Krys listened as the man explained things, when her father told her to go and get the vile from his cupboard she knew exactly what he waned. She made her way to her father's room and grabbed the veritaserum and carried it back out to her father.<br><br>"Here you are father" ,She said holding out the vile for him to grab.<br><br>She listened as the man spoke, he sounded scared but Krys still didn't know what to make of him. Something seemed fishy, Krys may be a little bit crazy but she wasn't a fool and she knew something was off about the man laying on the couch before her.<br><br>"Drink the potion" ,she snapped. "If you're telling the truth then you should have nothing to worry about". <br><br>Krys looked to her father her arms crossed and her expression cold she then looked to Sothryn.<br><br>"There's no point in trying to heal him until we know where he stands for sure and we should wait for Lucius don't feed him no more potions the only potion I want to see go down that man's throat is the veritaserum".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OHWceta</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 22:16:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The man drank the potion quickly. He would not hesitate to show his loyalty. He did sustain such horrible injuries in their name after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: There is No Such Thing in Good or Evil There is Only Power</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 23:55:20</strong>
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				"If he is telling the truth I'll take him into my service, I need an agent or two abroad and I reward loyalty since magical assets are hard to find at the moment he will be provided for and put to good use. If he is lying we need to make an example of him to the others.," Sothryn says she is a bit cold her kindness will not lead to sparing traitors of the Death Eaters.
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