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Post by Mandrake Black on Mar 20, 2007 10:26:47 GMT
Mandrake and Caleb waited in the same clearing as the previous nights meeting was. It was daytime so the Ministry wouldn't be patrolling the forest. The two awaited patiently for the members of the Alliance to show up. He did after all send a message through a very reliable source.
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Post by Lidia Cullen on Aug 1, 2007 21:30:56 GMT
Lidia had decided to take a walk through the Forest as she usually did when she was bored. She decided to take a look at the clearing the Alliance had met at the other night.
When she arrived she found that she wasn't alone, Mandrake and Caleb were also there. "Hello." She said as she walked up to them. "What are you two doing here?" Lidia asked confused. Was there suppose to be a meeting and no one had told her?
((I really am bored so I decided to reply! sorry if i wasn't suppose to))
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Post by Marishka Mayfair on Aug 1, 2007 22:18:35 GMT
Marishka had nearly chosen not to come to the meeting. The torment and worry Mandrake had caused her since initiating her into this whole charade had been exhausting. Countless nights of missed sleep and disturbing dreams of death had plagued her since they last encounter. Morziak's demise and reincarnation had been traumatic to say the least, and despite having been rather infatuated with the concept of such dark magic in the beginning, witnessing it first hand before Mandrake had been the undoing of her feelings.
If she was frank - and brutally honest with herself - Marishka was actually quite scared of what she had got herself into.
The meeting was in the same clearing at last time, and thankfully in daylight. Her surroundings were calm as she walked, birds chirping in the distance, rays of sun filtering through the canopy. It was startling how different it all became after nightfall.
The clearing loomed. Mandrake and another Slytherin girl - Lidia - were already there. 'Alright, Liddy?' Marishka greeted her friend before looking at Mandrake. She gave him a very long and complex stare, being close to him again having thrown her off guard - something she hadn't expected. All she could manage was a slow nod in his direction before seating herself at the foot of a tree.
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Post by Lidia Cullen on Aug 1, 2007 22:34:07 GMT
Lidia had been just about to sit down when she heard someone say her name. She looked up from her hand to see Marishka. It took her some time to gather her thoughts to answer. Honestly, she didn't know who to trust and who not to trust. The world was just cruel that way.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that no one told me that there was going to be a meeting." She said, sitting down on a stump. Lidia did however manage to see the look that Marishka gave to Mandrake. "What was that look for?" She asked her, trying to keep her voice low enough so that no one else heard her.
It seemed that the more Aniela tried to fit in, the more complex things got. Oh, who cares. She thought to herself. Trying to stop the internal battle that had been going on inside of her since she got here.
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Post by Marishka Mayfair on Aug 4, 2007 22:00:32 GMT
Marishka’s usual icy expression faltered for a moment, a small, venerable frown creasing her brow. The corner of her mouth twitched as she looked from Mandrake to Lidia carefully, wondering how Mandrake would react if she were to outright say: I’m not sure I like being around a murderer. However, Marishka knew that was slightly unfair – Leigh Addis was much worse, and she didn’t mind him at all.
Explaining everything to Markus had been a challenge in itself the other night, and she didn’t much fancy going through it again. Lidia was still staring at her with calm expectancy, and Marishka shrugged apologetically, sparing a smile. ‘We’re not allowed in the forest, is all. And he’s not a teacher.’ She whispered back.
Depending on how bad things got later on, perhaps Marishka would tell Lidia when she had nowhere else to go.
Clearing her throat and donning an impatient scowl, she looked at Mandrake. ‘What’s all this about then? I have places to be so I’d rather you just hurry it along.’ She remarked pungently, tossing her hair over her shoulder with an air of haughtiness. Marishka didn’t really have anywhere to be, and she was in fact having a great deal of trouble containing her eagerness to know what progress Mandrake had made. She also wondered if she knew about Morziak… or Robby, as he was now known.
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