Soleus Lestrange
Life wouldn't be so precious dear if there never was an end
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Post by Soleus Lestrange on Jul 2, 2013 19:37:29 GMT
Soleus eyed her for a long while, considering what she had said and quietly admiring how good she was at lying. Although he could do it when he needed to, he preferred to leave all of that up to Tiffany. When he was questioned by the Ministry, he'd simply play the angsty teenage boy who was so peeved he had to get up early to have a meeting he could hardly be bothered to answer the questions. Simplicity was his key. Plus, it wasn't completely off, he usually was peeved about having to leave his bed.
"Fine. It seems like it could work. I'd rather be away from the Malfoys as soon as possible I suppose." He shrugged half-heatedly, took his drink up once more, and took a slow sip. "But if you do try and do something as monstrous as freeze my assets, I will kill you, Tiffany Lestrange. Mother prefers me anyway." He was serious at first, and then his voice turned into a jibe. He followed this by smirking in an amused manner, and chuckling quietly into his goblet.
"I'll also kill you if you refuse to tell me... What time?"
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Tiffany Lestrange
i'm not a fool, i just love that you're dead inside, i'm not a fool, i'm just lifeless too.
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Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jul 2, 2013 20:15:40 GMT
She snorted, even though it was meant as a light jab it still stung much more than she'd let on - though it wasn't his words that bothered her, it was the fact that they were true. She shook it off & gave him a mock-hurt look.
"It seems like you're just looking for reasons to kill me. I'll wake you up. Get a good night's sleep." she smirked, taking a drink & resting her eyes on him over the rim of the goblet.
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Soleus Lestrange
Life wouldn't be so precious dear if there never was an end
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Post by Soleus Lestrange on Jul 2, 2013 20:31:47 GMT
He smirked at her hurt-expression, pouted back in return, and finished his drink. "Yeah, sure." He eyed her, looking seriously concerned about his sleeping pattern for the following night. He then got up leisurely and stretched out like a cat. He then placed his goblet on the table took a step out from the sofa. "Let me know if Rowle ever shows up. You know where I am." He cocked his head in the direction of the west side of the house, where his bedroom was. Then, as if as an afterthought, took the bottle and what was left of the alcohol in his hand, nodding as he left the room.
~~ ooc; sorry for the abrupt end. Want to talk to you before starting new convo, me and Jessa have plans *rub hands together evilly*
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