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Post by Bartemius Crouch Jr. on Jun 22, 2010 11:57:46 GMT -5
This morning he had received a rather conspicuous owl. It had been black as the night and very small, and it had piercing red eyes that seemed to be too big for it's head. There had been a small note wrapped around it's leg, almost to small to notice. As he had gone to undo it the owl chopped down on his hand leaving a big wound on the back of his hand. He had resumed retrieving the note and smacked the owl out the window. He had resumed to read the letter but the lettering was too small to read. He had retrieved his wand and engorgioed the letter. It read; Bartemius Crouch Jr.
It would be wise of you to be the one recruiting the newest deadly force of the Death Eaters if you seek to prevail in your groups.
Come to the pub in Knockturn alley today, we will find you.
... The letter confounded him should he go? But as the letter stated he really needed to bring something good to move up. He decided to go and check it out, he could always disapparate if things didn't look good. And so he went to the pub in Knockturn alley and waited. It felt kind of wired to be the one waiting for people to find him. He scanned every face that walked in. He had been there for twenty minutes and he was loosing his patience.
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Post by Anabella Rose Rickette on Jun 22, 2010 18:29:50 GMT -5
Demetri had left them in London to days ago which they had spent gathering information about the death eaters and which death eater would be the most eligible to bring them in. In their previous history they found that men were easier to maneuver. Bellatrix had been an option but they had come to the conclusion that she was to much of a hag to deal with and that Bartemius would benefit more of bringing them in. So they sent him a letter. She had a good feeling that he would show, he needed this. They waited for him to show up on the roof of the house across form the pub. And when they spotted him come into the pub they waited. They figured they'd let him wait for what he'd get. Twenty minutes passed and then they apparated in front of the pub. She looked at her twin and pushed the door open and walked in. They spotted him immediately and approached him and silently sat down in the booth with him, side by side across from him. "Nice to meet you" she started before he could. "My name is Anabella Rickette, this is my twin sister Isabella. You are Bartemius Crouch Jr." She said firmly.
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Post by Isabella Daisy Rickette on Jul 1, 2010 22:33:23 GMT -5
Isabella sat on the roof with her feet dangling of the roof. They were up high enough so they wouldn't be noticed but they could see clearly all the way down. Her twin was standing on the edge right next to her. She ran her hand through her long blond hair as they watched one Bartemius Crouch Jr. walk into the pub in the crowded ally. She looked up at her sister and then quickly and gracefully jumped up to stand next to her. She counted the minutes in her head and nodded softly when the minutes were up and then they disapparated. She followed her sister into the pub and to the booth where he was seated. Her sister took the inner seat so she could scout out listeners and unwanted eyes. Isa didn't really need to say anything. When her sister introduced her to him she looked at him and gave him a small smile. Then her eyes returned to the crowded pub.
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Post by Bellatrix Lestrange on Aug 14, 2010 14:33:03 GMT -5
This thread has been locked. Reason: Inactivity for more than 2 weeks.
If you would like to unlock this thread, please owl me. Thanks.
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