Rabastan Lestrange.

'Mihi Parta Tueri' | A cat has nine lives, I have more. | Brother to Rodolphus | #PostWar • HPRP

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

Don't mention it, @SupremacistRod. [ Rabastan moved to the nearest chair, plopping his frame down.] So.. How are you? Besides drunk.

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[ Rabastan moved towards @SupremacistRod, passing over the tumbler of Firewhiskey in his grasp.] You look like you could do with a drink.

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@NarcissaMBlack_ I'm surrounded by idiots, what do you expect?

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-- #RabastanLestrange | #OwnEdit #DontTouch

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

@SlytherinBelle_ | Nothing you could ever do could ever suck in my eyes. I'm sure your solos are excellent and fantastic. Hush now.

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

@SlytherinBelle_ / You might be slightly biased but that's why I adore you so.

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

@hermione_grnger | Thank you so much. <3 It could have been a little better but it will have to do till the next one.

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

@VainGaunt / Thank you <3 It could have been better but thank you <3

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| meh. #EndSolo

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

--

Rabastan rose up from his current straddling position and without another glance at the woman - he exited.

He'd have his fun later.

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

-- drew back and fingers released their iron-like grip. The woman gasped for air, sobs echoing through the room.

"Urgh. You're a crier." --

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--

He peered down at the woman beneath him, who seemed but an inch or two close to Death's opening arms. With a dramatic sigh, his arms--

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--

'Yes.'

"Fine. We'll play again later and perhaps Alecto will grace me with her company. We haven't had a play date in ages."

--

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

-- have company."

'Rabastan, you've had your fun. We need her for something."

"Does she need to be breathing for this 'something'?"

--

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

-- footsteps. From the shadows emerged his brother flanked by the Carrow siblings, each one as attractive as they were mad.

"Seems --

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-- history."

He heard the sound of the door of the attic being pushed open and then footsteps leading down the wooden steps. Loud, hard --

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

-- to ease up.

"To think. You'll be dead soon and no one will give a crap? You'll just be another body, another mistake wiped from --

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

-- see sense, to make him stop. She scratched, struggled and fought for any amount of air that she was allowed. His iron grip never seemed--

[Rabastan Lestrange. @AstuteScoundrel]

-- endearing, is truly sad. Don't they teach your kind how to beg anymore?

The woman's tear filled voice tried to make the male --

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-- enduring is truly pathetic."

The mudblood squirmed beneath him as she begged for him to stop, for him to offer her a chance at life. --