[ beautiful and dangerous ] ~ Lucius

[TAMMY ELISIA DE'ATH]

The dark wrapped itself around the small frame of the death eater that had just apparated into a dark forest. A curse of pain broke through the silence. Irritation, more than pain, coursed through her body. These assignments she was given by the Dark Lord were beginning to become more risky. She tore off a piece of her black robes and bound it tightly over her wounded arm. If it was a wound not done by curse, she would have attempted to heal it herself. The night air buzzed with night life. For the first time, the red head took notice of her surroundings. She growled to herself for not doing it first. For all she knew, she could have apparated into a gabble of Order members. She sigh, irritated at herself, irritated at the world, the dark and this dank forest.

If she was expressive, perhaps she would have aimed a kick at a tree or a pile of leaves, bunch her fingers in her hair hand screamed. However, Tammy was not expression and held much disdain for great displays of emotion. It was a weak thing to do and rather pointless. Instead, she gathered her irritation, examined it, found it empty and then closed it in a large box in her mind. She had little use for emotions. After all, that was what got her into this place in the first place. If she had cared a little less, she would have been fine. Perhaps her sister had wanted to join the death eaters and who was she to switch places with her. After all, it was in their blood to think this way. Although her father had not been a pure blood zealot, her uncle was most certainly. She had seen him around the meetings of death eaters but had not paid any attention to him. After all, he was absolutely crazy, indulging his emotions far too much. Calculated cruelty came from restraint. He would never amount to what he wished to be and for that Tammy look down on him.

She took a deep breath of the clean air and surveyed her surroundings. The clear air certainly was not of an area heavily populated by disgusting people. Perhaps that was what made Tammy different. She disliked all people, regardless of if they were of pure blood or not. The pure bloods were insufferable and the others, well they were insufferable too. Neither crime had a greater penalty as she held them both to the same verdict: guilty of being human. She even held herself to the same standards. Everyone was equal. Some were merely more equal than others. The Dark Lord seemed to have transcended his humanity and therefore could not be applied to her standards.

However, the dark thoughts became tiresome. She stood still, looking at the canopy above her. In the last moments before she apparated, she attempting to remember where she had decided to go to. Fleating images of dappled light falling across a picnic blanket filled her mind. So, the Black Forest. She had been taken their as a child before her parents died. Perhaps her mind was still grappling for a hold on happiness and freedom. She took a deep breath, releasing the tension that had built up. She hardly noticed how much tension she was carrying. She took a few steps, testing her balance. A slight wave of dizziness fell over her. She glanced down at her arm. The makeshift bandage had soaked through. She had lost quite a bit of blood. However, she had completed her mission so she was content.

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[LUCIUS MALFOY]

The quick bubbling fog that rose from the center of his chest as the act of apparating swept Lucius up into a ball of dark colors until he disappeared from the dark and now destroyed muggle house. Leaving a smoldering building behind him, Lucius opened his grey eyes to find himself in the Black Forest. It was a curious thing seeing as he hadn't thought of any place in particular when he had decided to get out of his last loaction. It was in an attempt to keep his where abouts somewhat private, seeing as he still had a good repuatation to up hold...or what left of it there was. At any rate, Lucius looked from left to right silently as the weird and eerie noises coming from the ghastly creatures that lived within the forest played a huanted medely for the Death Eater. While he wasn't afraid of the forest, Lucius did remind himself to keep his wits about him. Wand in hand, Lucius strode forward into the damp and rotting forest.

As he walked, Lucius removed the silver mask from his face, watching it vanish before him. The tall wizard walked up right with confience, thinking in the back of his mind how he wished he couldn't have moved onto the neighboring houseing complex. The joy Lucius got from killing was mild at best, however he did favor the idea of the muggles being diminished from the world. While not as blood thirsty, he couldn't deny the craving and it kept his Dark Lord satisfied with him. Although, Luicus had to admit that time where getting a bit rough when it came to keeping his lord quiet. It didn't help that the competition to keep his place in the inner circle kept Lucius on his toes.

Lips growing thin with an acidic frown, Lucius Malfoy came to a halt when a moving figure caught his eye. Whom or what it was he hadn't the faintest idea however, Lucius was somewhat intent on finding out. Fastening his platinum hair back with a black, silk ribbon, the Death Eater crept forward with his wand drawn, stalking the being before him. From what he could tell, it seemed to be human...shorter than himself, slender and wearing a robe. Quirking a golden eyebrow, Lucius then squinted in the darkness, as to attempt to see any more details. To his surprise, Lucius blinked with uncertainty. Was the person before him a woman? Lurking in the shadow, the pureblood kept his distance but continued to follow the stranger's path.

[TAMMY ELISIA DE'ATH]

It was not footsteps, or heavy breathing that alerted Tammy to the presence of another. Nor was it a subtle crack of a leaf or a twig, or the sound of disturbed animals. In fact, the silence in the forest was the only tell tale sign something was out of the ordinary, but also did not alert Tammy that she was been followed. It was a feeling, coiled in her stomach that tensed as a person began to follow her. Sixth sense, perhaps, alerted her. She stopped, lazily transferred her weight to her right foot and drew her wand. No anxiety fell over her. She became deeply aware of her deep breaths, which fell to the bottom of her lungs before escaping once more into the chilled night air. Using the handle of her wand, she lifted the hood from her face, which exposed her red hair, now scraped back out of her face.

A slight sense of humour touched her mind. This could be a fun game to play, if she knew the contender. However, she could only guess. In fact, she could not be certain that anyone was following her at all. Prone to paranoia, she often imaged things that could be, not necessarily things that would be. Her heart slowed, and she relaxed into a cool, calm, seductive self, ready to play which ever game she needed in this moment. Her slender fingers twirled her wand as she deliberated what to do. She let out a deep sigh. It was no use to get anxious in such a time, whether warranted or caused by the imagination. She dipped her head down, and a lock of hair escaped, spilling across her face. She supposed that if the person behind her was of true mal intent, she would already be dead.

Turning lightly on heal, she drawled, “Lumos.” The words slipped lazily from her lips, calm, detached and bordering on friendly, relatively. The light filtered out her wand, not harsh, but illuminated the forest with gentle touches of light. Where the light did not fall, stark contrasting shadows danced. It was all light really. The absence of light implied the presence of it. Absence, presence. Everything was melded together in such a theory. There was good evil and evil in good. She blinked, chasing the thought from her mind. The light just picked up another figure, taller than herself and danced lightly across the figure’s silver hair.

“Hello sweetie,” the words danced playfully from her lips, echoing no kindness or warmth. Instead, they remained predatorily seductive. She dropped her wand a bit, and the shadows shuddered and shifted to another location, just enough for Tammy to pick out the features of Lucious Malfoy. A small part of her sighed in disappointment. Alas, it was another death eater, a lap dog for the dark lord. Without muttering the incantation, she extinguished the light. A small, strange smile touched her lips as she touched the bloody bandage on her arm and turned to walk away. Her walk was not fast enough to discourage him from following though. It sashayed coyly, inviting but also, not inviting.

“What brings you here?” she said lightly, her voice trailing after her retreating figure.

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