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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 11, 2008 17:28:02 GMT -5
It was after her last class and she was cleaning off her desk. She had just let her students go for dinner and before she went herself she wanted to straighten up. She sat at her desk, looking through papers. She really didn't like teaching but it was what her Lord wanted her to do. He needed an inside spy to keep him updated. And she was willing to do it, although she doesn't like kids. Glancing at the students classwork and homework she signed. Instead of this she would rather be out at a local club, having fun and drinking champagne. French champagne. But before she could do that she had to do a little school work.
As she looked through her papers she heard footsteps. She looked up to notice the large wooded door leading to the hall opening. She opened her desk drawer and sliped her hand inside and took a hold of her wand. She wasn't sure who it was and wasn't about to be unprotected.
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Post by Joshua Botelho on May 11, 2008 21:54:17 GMT -5
Joshua Botelho, a 7th year student emerged from the door. He looked over at Satine. She was the new Slytherin head. He walked towards her with a smirk. "So... You're the new Slytherin head right? Im Josh, Head Boy, Quidditch Captain, and all around Slytherin. I just stopped by to see you about something. It's about Defence Against The Dark Arts..." He said. "The unforgivable curses... Is it possible to cast them wandlessly or wordlessly?"
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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 11, 2008 22:00:37 GMT -5
A smirk came across her face. She put her wand back in her drawer and closed it. She stood up and looked at the seventh year. "Head boy? You must be very proud of yourself. Yes I am the new Slytherin Head." she said in her thick, french accent. She walked around to the front of her desk. She sat ontop of it and crossed her pale legs. "Unforgivable curses? I would say both but the strongest is words. Yes you can wave your hand a certain way and have the chance of messing up. But with words you have a certainty about it." she explained. "I hope this helps."
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Post by Joshua Botelho on May 11, 2008 22:21:35 GMT -5
Josh nodded. "Yeah. I'm pretty happy about it." He listened to her words with interest. If he ever was in a situation without his wand, he would need to know this. And who better to ask then the Slytherin Head? A thought quickly crossed his mind. What if she wasn't a death eater? Well this would've seemed REAL suspisious. He suddenly tensed up, becoming more on his guard. "Um... Thank you for the information" He muttered.
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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 11, 2008 22:37:47 GMT -5
Satine raised her eyebrow. She wondered why a student would ask about unforgiveable curses? Unless there was something she didn't know. She could tell he had tensed up and decided to take a quick peak into his mind. After a few seconds of silence a smirk crossed her face. She stood up and walked over towards him, her heels clanking against the wooden floor. She moved a strand of black hair away from her pale face. She stoped in front of him and placed her hands on her curvy hips. "Now now, there's no need be tense around me, love. Don't worry.." she said softly. She moved her arm to show the soft part. With her free hand she waved it over it and the Dark Mark started to show. She was proud of her mark but it wasn't safe when at Hogwarts. "Your secret is safe with me." she replied.[/color]
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Post by Joshua Botelho on May 11, 2008 22:57:01 GMT -5
When he looked at the Slytherin Head, he felt someone penetrate his mind. What was she trying to get out of him? He tried to get her out of his mind but to no avail. As quick as the feeling came, it was gone. She had apparantly gotten whatever information she needed from him because she came closer to him. He watched as she waved her hand above her arm, revealing to him The Dark Mark. The thing that Junior Death Eaters worked their asses off for. It was that sign that meant being part of The Dark Lords inner circle of Death Eaters. It meant Superiority to all other wizards. He stared at it with a sort of awe.
He looked up at the Head. "By the way, on the topic of unforgivables... Could I practice the wordless and wandless magic here? Do you have a creature I can practice on? A spider? Something?"
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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 11, 2008 23:02:10 GMT -5
"Yes, love. Anything for my favorite pupil." she said with a smirk. She slowly walked over towards the closet, her body swaying from side to side. She opened the door and pulled out a dark manequin with a red circle in the middle. If they weren't on school grounds she would of used a real person. She pushed it over towards the middle of the room and stood next to it. "This will have to do. We are surrounded by people. First I want to see what you got." she walked towards him and stood next to him, looking at the target. "Now, give it all you've got, love." she said smoothly.
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Post by Joshua Botelho on May 11, 2008 23:26:33 GMT -5
He watched her walk to the closet. Damn. For a teacher she was fit as fuck. He looked up as she took a manequin from it, rolling it to the middle of the room. He slowly drew his wand from his pocket and held it infront of him. This was going to be a challenge. He held it out in front of him, pointing it directly at the heart of the manequin. In his mind, he thought of the cruatious curse. A red light emitted from his wand, filling the room. But the manequin wasn't even touched. Instead, a deep pain was forced into Josh's head, making him stumble backwards. It was going to be hard to master this. He tried it again, but this time it worked. The manequin was knocked over with the impact of the spell. A smirk drew onto Josh's face.
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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 11, 2008 23:38:43 GMT -5
She watched as he preformed the spell. The first time didn't go so well but the second time he had gotten the hang of it. "Very good. Practice makes perfect, is what I say, my dear." she said. She raised her wand and flicked it, moving the manequin farther away. She stood next to him with her hands on her hips and watched him as he prepared for the spell again. She smiled as he thought about the way she looked. She was used to this, being a Veela you had too. She liked to pamper herself and keep up with her looks, and it payed off very well.
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Post by Joshua Botelho on May 12, 2008 7:48:45 GMT -5
Josh cracked his knuckles before preparing for the next curse. He pointed his wand out and away from him and jabbed his wand forward, thinking of the Imperious curse. No light came out of his wand, and he wasn't sure if it had worked. Well, I guess I can try... He straightened himself and looked straight at the manequin. "Um... Jump." He muttered, watching in amusement as the manequin did just that. "Backflip" He said with a smirk, and the manequin followed his instructions precisely.
He turned to Satine. "Well this guy's not too bad at listening" He joked. He turned back to the manequin and squared himself up. Now... The last inforgivable... The Killing Curse... Was mastering these spells really worth getting killed? ... Yes.
He looked at the manequin and flicked his wand while thinking of The Killing Curse. A huge, green light emerged from the wand, lighting the room. It surged forward towards the manequin, and on impact, it exploded, sending the parts of the manequin in every which way. A smirk appeared on Josh's face.
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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 12, 2008 12:41:23 GMT -5
"Ooo...nice job. Are you sure your a seventh year?" she said with a smirk and gave him a small wink. She raised her wand and moved all the peices into the closet. She moved in front of his, fidiling with her wand in her hands. "Now wasn't that fun?" she said with a smirk. "I can see you joining forces with the Dark Lord. You never know. He might like you. He's very hard to judge on these things." she said. It was true. He was a bit picky these days. The power must be getting to him but Satine didn't mind. She would do anything for her master.
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Post by Joshua Botelho on May 12, 2008 19:04:21 GMT -5
"Thank you" Josh said with a smirk. He looked at his wand. It was amazing what these things could do. With a word someone's life can be turned upside down. He pocketed the wand, looking back up at the Slytherin Head when she started to talk again. "Thank you" He repeated, looking straight at her. "I've... Got a question... Um... What... What's he like?" He asked. Honestly, it was that he's wanted to know the whole of his life. And who better to know about it than a Death Eater?
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Post by Satine LeCerise on May 12, 2008 22:18:52 GMT -5
Satine wasn't really surprised with his question. It was normal to know who the Dark Lord was. Especially young supporters. A smile came across her red painted lips. "All you need to know right now is that he is powerful and picky. It is an honour to be chosen by him. He will make the world better for all pure bloods...like us." she said, looking down at him with a wink. She walked over to her desk and sat down on the edge and crossed her legs. You could see the outline of her hourglass figure through her 1940's style dress. She placed her hands on the desk, holding her up as she glanced at the seventeen year old Slytherin.
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