Post by EVERETTE PHOENIX LESTRANGE on Jan 21, 2015 3:40:21 GMT
what to do? 350 WORDS @someone anyone can join, but wanting an order person | Everette wiped her hands on her jeans after pocketing her wand. Nothing like spending a Saturday morning in the dungeons of her home getting information out of people. Or more like, making someone past out from pain or loss of blood before she had a chance to ask the good questions. Lately Ever had been incredibly careful in her torturing. Either she’d pretend to torture them by casting the imperius charm on them and commanding them to scream uncontrollabley or, at least spare them the talk. If she couldn’t get them to talk, or they were passed out, well then Ever could truthfully said they didn’t know anything from what she collected. It was dangerous, but she was being careful. All she needed to do was make the performance. The girl took out a rag and wiped off the blood from her arms. This person in particular, pushed one of Ever’s tempers and well, she decided instead of asking questions, to just let some blood pour. It was the exact thing Ever was trying to run from, but, old habits die hard. The young girl climbed the staircase up into the main part of the hall. Her mother called out of her in an extremely bright mood, remembering Ever of tonight’s festivities. Along with attacking Mungos some time soon, The Lestranges wanted to throw some large party event, celebrating their success. Ever didn’t want to be a part of it. But she used the excuse to go shopping to get out of the house. Ever had to tell someone in the Order about what was happening. The Order wouldn’t have enough time to stop the attack but they’ll at least be somewhat prepared. If Ever was in with the leaders of the Death Eaters, she’d probably known sooner, but she was still too young and the older adults were happy with who was in the know. Ever entered her room, cleaned up and then left without another world. It wasn’t long before the young woman was in Diagon Alley standing in front of the icecream shop looking through the window. |
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