RP: Of Greetings and Goodbyes
Characters: Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Ecclasia (NPC)
Date: 11th March 2000
Location: Nessy/ Paris
Status/Warning: Private/ Cursing/ Physical Mutilation
Summary: A quick stop back at the ship before meeting Ecclasia reveals an unexpected turn of events.
Completion: Complete
The sight of Till was not the first thing to indicate something had gone horridly, terribly, unfailingly wrong. No, the house elf had long been a nervous wreck and spent half her time wringing her hands and trying her best to carry out the ancestral duty in spite of her only two surviving masters.
What did alert them was Midian, who swooped in to hover inches from Rodolphus' face, her claws clutching a much abused letter, addressed in a familiar hand to Rabastan. "Steady, steady..." Rod soothed, taking the letter and handing it back to Rabastan in the wide cooridor with a deadpan "Mail call." Releived of her burden, Midian screeched and flew off towards the bridge, screeching alarm as though fortelling some unforseen betrayal.
Date: 11th March 2000
Location: Nessy/ Paris
Status/Warning: Private/ Cursing/ Physical Mutilation
Summary: A quick stop back at the ship before meeting Ecclasia reveals an unexpected turn of events.
Completion: Complete
The sight of Till was not the first thing to indicate something had gone horridly, terribly, unfailingly wrong. No, the house elf had long been a nervous wreck and spent half her time wringing her hands and trying her best to carry out the ancestral duty in spite of her only two surviving masters.
What did alert them was Midian, who swooped in to hover inches from Rodolphus' face, her claws clutching a much abused letter, addressed in a familiar hand to Rabastan. "Steady, steady..." Rod soothed, taking the letter and handing it back to Rabastan in the wide cooridor with a deadpan "Mail call." Releived of her burden, Midian screeched and flew off towards the bridge, screeching alarm as though fortelling some unforseen betrayal.