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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 19:25:38 GMT
*floos in, looking for her master, needing answers from him, not caring if she got hurt*
My Lord! Show yourself! I need to see you!
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Sept 30, 2007 19:31:30 GMT
*A chill ran through the room as Nagini slythered into view, rubbing herself against Tessa's legs*
*A frightful angry tone out of nowhere could be heard*
You dare come defy me Contessa?
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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 19:33:33 GMT
*she shivered at his voice, trying not to show any fear*
I'm sorry my Lord, but I need to know, why are you so against my marriage to Oliver? We love each other.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Sept 30, 2007 19:36:20 GMT
*out of nowhere he stood behind Tessa narrowing his eyes*
*he spoke softly in parsaltounge, commanding Nagini to slowly wrap herself squeezing Tessa slightly*
It is not your place to question my authority Morgan
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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 19:38:21 GMT
*closes her eyes and clinches her teeth as Nagini squeezes her*
*drops the letter at his feet, still trying not to show fear*
I will do as you ask, my Lord...as long as you allow Oliver and I to marry. We will both serve you as we always have.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Sept 30, 2007 19:42:20 GMT
*Nagini squeezed harder. A cold laugh raising the hairs of Tessa's back*
Your in no place to make negotiations Morgan...you two will serve me as you have before - and do as I always ask, being the servants I demand of you to be
*raising his white wand pointing it at Tessa, tilting his head and grinned*
Disobey me Morgan and you shall regret it...CURCIO
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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 19:45:26 GMT
*she fell to the floor as he cursed her, refusing to scream in pain*
Mm...master! P...please...
*she felt the curse running through her body, unable to move, unable to say anything else*
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Sept 30, 2007 19:47:59 GMT
*his eyes turning red with anger, intensifying the curse, wanting to hear her screams*
DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR MORGAN?
*released the curse to hear her answer*
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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 19:51:30 GMT
*she looked up at him, daring to look in his eyes*
Master, I can only think of two reason why you would not want us to marry. The first being that you think we won't serve you as you wish, but there are other ways to make sure we do, as you have so adequately demonstrated.
*she managed to stand, still looking into his eyes*
The other reason is that you are looking for a bride yourself, someone to serve you, but be by your side.
*looks at him, wanting to know the true reason*
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Sept 30, 2007 20:04:19 GMT
*his eyes narrowed, pure evil escaping his pores, the room growing extremely cold*
Lord Voldemort does not love, he doesn't need a bride because I don't need anybody and how DARE you make assumptions Morgan
CURCIO
*laughed evilly, licking his lips watching Contessa fall back onto the ground screaming*
*he let all his anger and hate onto the curse, feeling as he should kill her, but decided to punish her instead*
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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 20:06:15 GMT
*falls to the ground, not able to hold her screams in any longer*
*feeling the curse running through her, feeling as if she were dying*
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Sept 30, 2007 20:10:38 GMT
*releases the curse eying her commanding Nagini to leave*
You do as I say Morgan or next time I won't be as merciful. Kill Talyia Richards, get the pictures she has taken. You know your orders, your presence sickens me.
*he left just as quickly as he had arrived*
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Post by Contessa Morgan on Sept 30, 2007 20:15:00 GMT
*she laid on the floor for a moment, letting the tears fall finally*
I never said anything about love...
*slowly gets up after a while and crawls to the fireplace*
I love Oliver...and I will marry him...
*she lays on the floor a bit longer, hard for her to stand, eventually getting to her feet and flooing back to Hogwarts*
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Post by Theo Logan on Jan 13, 2008 6:33:03 GMT
*she came in slowly and quietly, her head lowered*
You called, master...
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Jan 13, 2008 6:33:54 GMT
*he motioned for her to stand, a smirk on his face*
Yes, have you settled into the Lestrange's yet?
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