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[eyrienprince]

Lucivar is practicing again.

The snow isn't melted and there's absolutely no reason for him to be outside, but he is, practicing with almost frenetic energy, wings half spread and agitation and anger rolling off him in waves. He frowns at his hands as he moves swiftly through the motions, deep in his own thoughts.

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[sweariwontdie]

Watching Lucivar is an experience. All that power and grace almost takes his breath away. Armand, bundled in his cloak, sits on a conspicuously placed tree trunk to watch as Lucivar practices.

[eyrienprince]

He continues for some time before pausing and turning around, setting the end of the stick on the ground and looking carefully at Armand, silent for the moment, still looking pensive and a bit worried.

[sweariwontdie]

Now that he has his attention, Armand waves. "Why the long face?"

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar gives a half smile and a wave back. "I don't like our newest arrival. In the least."

[sweariwontdie]

Armand wanders closer. "Which one?"

[eyrienprince]

"I don't know his name." He chews on his lower lip. "Blond. Fairly young, but still dangerous...one of the wizards."

[sweariwontdie]

"Ah, I met him. I thought he might hex me. His name is Grindelwald."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar's eyes narrow even more, and only a slight shift in stance shows the change to a dangerous edge, his voice still very even. "Grindelwald. Huh. You thought he might hex you."

[sweariwontdie]

"I did," Armand admits. "I know I'm protected but I still... well, Jaenelle's taken care of it." He shrugs. "He seemed rather testy."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar examines Armand carefully and seems to find that he passes inspection to be unharmed. "I didn't like him," he says firmly. "And I don't trust him, either."

[sweariwontdie]

"I am unsinged, Lucivar. He seemed very interested in hearing about Lord Voldemort, almost as if he expected me to name him as the dark lord."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar gives a half smile. "I had to check." A slight frown and his eyes glaze slightly. "Fancies himself that, does he?"

[sweariwontdie]

"That's the impression I got. I cannot be certain though. He is more charming than Voldemort."

[eyrienprince]

His voice is dangerously sweet. "The most dangerous are," he says, slightly distantly.

[sweariwontdie]

"Come back please? He's not here right now." That tone spooks Armand.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar jerks and turns his head, seeming started to see Armand, then blinks once and his eyes clear, mostly. "No, I don't suppose he is," he says carefully, then adds, "That's why I was practicing."