[Open] Training for the big night

[distinctive_guy]

CHARACTERS: distinctive_guy and [OPEN]
DATE: Sept 01 (Day 8, night)
RATING: General, maybe a bit of violence
SUMMARY: Eliot's working off some energy in the training hall, anyone want to join?

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[bestlieutenant]

It isn't that Bellatrix felt she needed it, but a visit to the training hall at least sounded as though it would have the potential to serve as an outlet for her pent up aggression. It wouldn't do for her to get a reputation for hexing people or setting fire to things out of annoyance.

The offerings of the hall, however, she found to be distinctly lacking for her tastes. Obviously when it was labelled as a place for training, it was never meant to be for magical training. Would she be forced to resort to duelling Lucius and Draco for practise? She could only hope not.

Being the sort to let her bigotry allow her to leap to all sorts of generally incorrect conclusions about the worth of people without magical ability, one look at the man was all it took to convince Bellatrix that he would be unable to help her in her endeavours. But still, for a Muggle, he looked to be a capable sort. She decided ultimately that this one would be worth observing, if nothing else. Taking up a lean against the wall, she watched him go through his

[bestlieutenant]

Bellatrix's eyes tracked the man's movements with overt interest. How troublesome Muggle lives must be, without spells to guide things. Make more efficient.

To the question of whether he can call her Bella, she nods her head. "Oh yes, of course." His quip draws a huff of laughter, "Please, take your time. I shall be waiting for you here."