*It seems so matter-of-fact, almost, an innocuous misunderstanding. An error of communication with a boy who seems to only communicate through error. The envelope returns right back where it started. Unread, unopened and undelivered.*
*Barty's response (or his complete lack of a response) is troubling. Deeply so. She frowns blankly at the returned envelope for almost a full minute before snapping what is that supposed to mean at the owl, who is no more responsive. She sends him out later with the reply to Lucius--letting her annoyance show a touch too clearly, perhaps.*
Lucius,
If you'd rather sit this one out, I'm sure the Dark Lord will understand. Mustn't risk that pretty neck of yours.
It's to be two nights from now, according to Wilkes. Rodolphus will be there, of course. Evan Rosier. And Igor Karkaroff, apparently someone decided it's time he proved his mettle, too.
You would love that, wouldn't you, to go scampering to the Dark Lord and call me a coward. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but with that particular team I'm afraid you're going to need my assistance. Evan's unpredictable and Igor is unreliable. Bringing them is foolish.
*Evan's note is met with only the slightest bit of indecorous celebration. After the indignity at St Mungo's, the prospect of helping them meet an messy death is downright thrilling.*
Dearest Bellatrix,
I'd be delighted to help. Must this be clean, or might we have permission to rattle the cages a bit? I have someone in mind who could use to be taken down a few more notches.
*Evan's note, on the other hand, brings a small smile to her face, and she offers the owl a treat. It's so nice to be appreciated.*
Evan,
I'm so pleased you're joining us. Our aim is to send a very pointed message, so there'll be nothing clean about this. However, I'm sure I don't need to tell you how formidable they are. There's no be no horseplay until after they're neutralized. Are we clear?
On that note, you might want to bring along a toy or two of your father's. And do say hello to him and the rest for me.
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Bellatrix,
How kind of you to ask whether I'd accompany you. When? Who else is coming?
Lucius
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Lucius,
If you'd rather sit this one out, I'm sure the Dark Lord will understand. Mustn't risk that pretty neck of yours.
It's to be two nights from now, according to Wilkes. Rodolphus will be there, of course. Evan Rosier. And Igor Karkaroff, apparently someone decided it's time he proved his mettle, too.
Sincerely,
Bellatrix
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You would love that, wouldn't you, to go scampering to the Dark Lord and call me a coward. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but with that particular team I'm afraid you're going to need my assistance. Evan's unpredictable and Igor is unreliable. Bringing them is foolish.
Lucius
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I wouldn't, actually. I'd rather miss you and I'm sure Cissy would too.
In fact, I'm pleased to have you along and grateful for your help. I'm sure you will do swimmingly, provided you're capable of following my lead.
Sincerely,
Bellatrix
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Dearest Bellatrix,
I'd be delighted to help. Must this be clean, or might we have permission to rattle the cages a bit? I have someone in mind who could use to be taken down a few more notches.
Yours,
Evan
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Evan,
I'm so pleased you're joining us. Our aim is to send a very pointed message, so there'll be nothing clean about this. However, I'm sure I don't need to tell you how formidable they are. There's no be no horseplay until after they're neutralized. Are we clear?
On that note, you might want to bring along a toy or two of your father's. And do say hello to him and the rest for me.
Sincerely,
Bellatrix
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