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Post by delphina vine on May 9, 2018 0:11:00 GMT
Del took a deep breath. Despite the change in her status she had not ventured into Knockturn Alley all that much. One time actually and that was because of necessity as she needed a new wand and at the time she had thought that Ollivanders would not sell her one because she was now a werewolf. She had since found out that they would and could but it didn’t matter as she liked her new ebony and firebird feather wand that @vito had sold her. She now stood in front of the La Aguja Inn which she had heard was a bit of a hang out to other werewolves and such. It didn’t have the greatest of reputations but then it was not Knockturn Alley was not known in general for having a good reputation. It was after all the black market for the Wizarding population in Britain. “Come on Del,” she said to herself, “You can do it.” [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/quote] [/p] |
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I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin I must confess that I feel like a monster
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Post by lambert greyback on May 13, 2018 7:23:19 GMT
 He didn't need to see his father to know that he would view him as a disgrace to the werewolf name. He didn't need to talk to him in order to know that his father would have believed that whoever the werewolf that had bitten him had wasted their time by turning him. He was soft. Squishy. Raised with too many morals to ever truley turn against human kind. In fact the only thing that his father would have credited them with was their excellent use of him as a resource.
He would have loved how they had used Lamb to strike fears into the hearts of humans everywhere.
At that point in time it could have been any hospital in any country. It could have been anyone's mother, daughter, son, or father that was locked in there with a rabid werewolf and it ruined the future of a young man who could have had the world. It offered an opportunity to ruin the life of a young man, in fact it was successful in doing so.
Lamb had lost friends, hopes and dreams all thanks to a person that he couldn't even remember. He even lost the wand that he had gained when he first attended Hogwarts. It was his boss that had at least started the process of getting Lamb's life back in order, but he still wasn't all there. In the year since the attack his dreams were still haunted by the screams of his victims, the feeling of a life extinguishing beneath him. Often times he was caught up in flashbacks that left him wishing that he were allowed to die, but his co-worker would refuse to allow him to do so.
A faint scent had pulled him out of his day dreams however to notice that a young woman had snuck past his guard when the inn had been fully booked by a man that remained anonymous to the staff. All he knew was that no one was permitted to enter on this particular day.
"You can't be here Miss!"
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Post by delphina vine on May 15, 2018 1:54:15 GMT
So focused on her own plight she had totally walked by the bouncer at the front door. Stopping she looked back and sniffed and then cocked her head to one side. It was a smell that she was starting to recognise. Admittedly it not always the same but she knew that when she smelled it it meant that there was a werewolf nearby. It couldn’t be him? It must be someone on the inside. He was too young but then she was young too and he couldn’t be much younger than her that is if he was younger than her. He was kinda familiar as well but she didn’t know why she would know him or where she would have seen him before. Turning around she stepped towards him hoping that it might be a little intimidating but she was not the most imposing of people and though he was not overly imposing himself he was taller than her. “Why not,” she said sounding more confident than she felt. “It is an Inn, a place that a person like me could possibly get a drink or something to eat, right?” [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/quote] |
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