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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 10, 2010 19:14:23 GMT -5
Rigoletto, had not missed Jamie’s words of -What about you- but, he had said nothing as he had left but, before he left her fully he moved threw a secreted door before he cheeked for the softly of his staff he found they where all gone with, that he turned back to cheek on how many & where those that had come here had gone to.
He had keep to the shadows as he watched for them, only when he saw them he did well to take them out before they could do anything to him soon he was out on the grounds as he keep still looking for them, taking them out as he found them. But, he would not stop looking until he was sure he found them all, so it might take some time.
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Post by malfoyfan on Apr 10, 2010 21:16:50 GMT -5
Jamie laid the child in the crib she had bought three months earlier. The child had been crying since Jamie had left Rigoletto's house. Jamie had tried to comfort her son but it still didn't stop. She had finally grabbed a change of clothes and had gotten dressed before she entered Aaron's room again. Gently, she picked the boy up and held him close to her. As he fidgeted around her chest, Jamie realized what he wanted. "You're supposed to be a vampire, mister.." she told her son before she sat down in a rocking chair and began to nurse her son. But then again, why had she been surprised? Her chest had swelled and been tender the last couple of months but Jamie had assumed it was from before she had been turned. Apparently not. Jamie hummed quietly, tensely as she waited for Death Eaters to come knocking on the door, looking for her and her son. She knew she was already in trouble. But she had time to plan out excuses for her behavior while she nursed Aaron.
After a while, she realized that her son had fallen asleep while nursing and she laid him in his crib, then began to walk around, casting spells to keep people out and to protect the mansion. Finally, she sat down in the rocking chair by the crib, and her eyes slowly closed. She was so exhausted that even the thought of feeding couldn't keep her awake....
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 13, 2010 10:00:47 GMT -5
Rigoletto had deleted with those that had been there to harm him, as well as others that where there but, he knew they had been looking for Jamie & to be more to the point there child. Only once he was sure there where out of the way & that none would fallow but, then most where dead so it would insure that they did not but, as for the few that where left he did insure there would not wake for some time with a spell, he was not one to take chances. A cold breeze came across his face, brushing over the mask & doing nothing for the skin there excepted the bit of skin by his eye. The rest of his skin was cooled greatly form the fight that had been, true he might of won but in the end he had been hurt as well though he could not die it still hurt & likely because of the design of the spell it was made to last a bit, likely to help wear him down over time when the D.E. would meet up with him again. The only thing he took form his home before he left was a few extra blood potions, for he did not know how long he would be away or when he would get to return with that he left, much still with in the home but, he could only prey that nothing would happen to it in the time he was gone. He did not know where he would go or even where would be safe for that matter but, as he though something came to him to go to Jamie’s home. He was unsure why if it was he should cheek to see if she was there or what but, he would go there better to start some where before he was forced to run or so it would feel.
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Post by malfoyfan on Apr 13, 2010 15:25:03 GMT -5
Yet another bang awoke Jamie as the door shuddered downstairs. Jamie bolted up, and ran silently down the stairs. As she approached a window she peered from a cutrtian and saw Rigoletto. Quickly, she opened her door. "Next time you want in, send an owl before you bust the door down," she said, pulling him inside the house. Aaron had woken up and was making quiet noises as Jamie reinforced the door. Ignoring Rigoletto, Jamie quickly retrieved her son and sat down with the child, rocking back and forth slowly, hoping he would go back to sleep...
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 13, 2010 20:29:46 GMT -5
Rigoletto had arrived at Jamie’s, he could smell her & his son though his sides burned like fire form the spell he did not let it stop him really. He head moved to knock on the door, perhaps a bit more forceful then he should but, at the moment he really did not want to be found here of all places. It had started to rain & next then he knew was the door to Jamie’s home was opened & he was pulled in side as Jamie spoke he heard her words but, his only answer was a simply “Sorry”
Rigoletto watched her leave, he remained where he was as a flash of pain went threw him, he held back from a sound but, now he was wandering if he should not seek help to cheek on this so called spell that hit him. After all he was not alive anymore so why was this hurting so much, unless the spell had been designed to do just that or perhaps there was another reason that he did not know but, should look into.
Even with the cries of his son & he found it hard to want to move odd he knew he was like a dragon before hand & now he was like a changing day he signed before heading to look for Jamie & his son.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Apr 13, 2010 22:15:51 GMT -5
Jamie glanced up from her son and saw Rigoletto. "What did they hit you with?!" Jamie asked, looking shokced yet frowning as she stepped towards him. Should she held him? Jamie hesitated, pausing the hand she had been reaching out towards his side. The flash there was slowly deteriorating as she watched, and Jamie cringed at the site. "Come on, I have som essence of dittany downstairs," she said, leading him down to the bathroom downstairs...
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 13, 2010 23:18:58 GMT -5
Rigoletto saw Jamie, as she looked up with her words he shrugged “A spell” He had watched as Jamie as she moved forward, as she reached out her hand before stopping & he was glade she had, since he did not want the spell to some how spread not that it appeared to be able to right now. Rigoletto had heard her words, as she turned to walk away he slowly fallowed her to the bathroom, he had not expected help & he had not stopped to tend the wound likely because of the fear or what might be behind him if he stopped to do such a thing & yet he was willing to risk everything for a moment more with his son & yet perhaps it went deeper then that Rigoletto was just trying to come to turns with it.
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Post by malfoyfan on Apr 14, 2010 9:32:08 GMT -5
Jamie opened the cabinet in the bathroom and pulled out a small bottle. Tearing one of her towels into a rag, she poured some of the potion onto one of the rags and pressed it to Rigoletto's side before he had time to react. He had to, and she was glad she did as the flesh hissed as it began to slowly heal. "Hold still..." Jamie said quietly, her eyes on the wound as Rigolwtto shifted. Reaching up as she kneeled by his side, Jamie placed a hand on her sire's arm as the wound slowly knit itself back together. Slowly, Jamie got up, and picked her son up off the changing table she had summoned and began to rock him gently as he began to fuss...
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 14, 2010 10:33:08 GMT -5
Rigoletto had only gotten the chance to seat, likely for he might not have been able to stand other wise. He felt her as she pressed the cloth to his side that held to contains form the bottle, he had instantly growled from the contacted, for it hurt he could not say that it had not but, he had keep the growl to a low tone. He then heard Jamie’s words he did as asked but, then he was suppressed when he saw Jamie kneel at his side nor, the hand she placed on his side. As she got up he watched her a moment before he spoke “Thank you for the help Jamie but, I do not understand why you did not take the chance to turn me over to your lord I was anything from my best” To be honest he still was not at his best & he had a feeling Jamie knew it the odds where would she take, the chance to turn him in now & why had she helped him something that deserved him even more.
Though even with the though of her turning him over to her lord, he knew that it would not of stopped him from seeing his son again he was bound to his son before he was born & now nothing had chanced but, the bound he had felt grow stronger. After what appeared to be a long time before he spoke “He is beautiful Jamie, I not regret what happened between uses perhaps the reasoning behind it I do but, I do not & never will regret my son”
He inwardly signed “I should leave” He did not know where he would go but, he knew to stay here was a risk & more so if the D.E. showed up for it would only leave them to question Jamie & it could lead to his son being harmed because of it.
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Post by malfoyfan on Apr 14, 2010 12:17:46 GMT -5
As Jamie threw away the rag, she looked unsure of herself. "I don't quite understand it either.." she said quietly, putting away the small bottle that she had held. Quietly, she turned to him again, tucking the rags away in a small linens closet nearby. "I don't regret having him either, Rigoletto, I really don't," she said softly, still holding her son as she looked down at the sleeping child.
She didn't regret her child, except for one thing, and that was because not the Dark Lord definitely had a hold on her if he got a hold of the child, a definite, choking hold that she would never be free of.
She looked up from Aaron as Rigoletto sighed. "You don't have to go...I mean, where ARE you going to go? The Death Eaters will have scouts at your house now, it's definitely not safe..and you're weak.. This Mansion is strong, almost as strong as Hogwarts. That's why you couldn't bust the door down...Stay here, Rigoletto...at least until you feel a bit better..." she said, hesitating fearfully before offering him their son, as if nribing him to stay.
Jamie hated that she felt concern for Rigoletto, that she blushed mentally everytime she saw his piercing eyes, felt a tingle run up her spine every time he growled, even if it was in aggression...
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 14, 2010 17:19:14 GMT -5
Rigoletto had watched as Jamie, threw the rag away & then heard her words -I don't quite understand it either- If she did not understand it how the heck was he was suppose to know perhaps he was not suppose to. He did not miss as she put the bottle away with her next words he listened -I don't regret having him either, Rigoletto, I really don't- He watched as her eyes went to there child he knew she had to be thinking of what to do next, he had already though of it with her next words -You don't have to go...I mean, where ARE you going to go?
The Death Eaters will have scouts at your house now; it's definitely not safe..and you're weak.. This Mansion is strong, almost as strong as Hogwarts. That's why you couldn't bust the door down...Stay here, Rigoletto...at least until you feel a bit better- He was surprised as she offered his son to him, he was gentle as he took him before he spoke “Weak or not, to stay here is more then likely going to place you & are son in danger, for the D.E. will not stop there hunt for me they will chase me as hounds chases a fox. Your master might give up in looking but, the odds are not in the favor for, I have dealt with his kind before & many the only way the hunt ends is if the hunt or prey are dead”
He looked at there son, he was grateful to Jamie & yet he feared the idea of having his soul ripped form him. Looking at her he spoke “What do you plain to do regarding are son & the Dark Lord Jamie?” He feared to ask her but, he knew that he had to know even if it was not good he had to know, the fait his son was to be sealed into for it he went to the Dark Lord there would be only on path for him & Rigoletto knew that to well.
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Post by malfoyfan on Apr 14, 2010 17:50:54 GMT -5
Maybe it was the light, but for a moment, Jamie's skin grew paler than ever when asked what she would do regarding the Dark Lotd and her son. "I don't know anymore," Jamie said, turning away so that her sire couldn't see the fear and hesitation on her face. "You being here would be safer for us. It would make it two against ten, not one..." Jamie said softly, busyijg herself with wiping down the sink where she had laid the bloody cloth when she was done tending to Rigoletto's wound...
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 14, 2010 18:46:55 GMT -5
Rigoletto did not miss as she turned away looking at her, he said nothing as he watched her before he looked at there son, he was asleep it was odd as a vampire Rigoletto sleep little as it was with many vampires & yet like with all children a vampire required the same thing. He had to think on her words before he spoke “True the odds would be better but, it would only come across as you siding with me & going against the Dark Lord, not the best place to be in… tough given the right reason… one can always find the will to do what is best in the end” He watched Jamie again as he spoke “If you do not leave him Jamie, you are going to have to give him some answer to your child on what happened. It might be wise to decided on what you plain to say, unless you are going to claim that the child did not make it”
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Post by malfoyfan on Apr 14, 2010 20:54:13 GMT -5
Jamie braced her arms on the sink as she stared at the running water. She was cruel, ruthless, cold and uncaring. Having a child had changed her. She was confused, undecided on what she would do. Before that day, she had never been so mistreated by the man she served. Jamie finally broke down, tears running down her cheeks and dropping off her face only to mingle with the water that she watched swirl down the drain. "I don't know what I'm going to do, I don't know at all, Rigoletto..." she whispered, feeling hopelessly confused as she stared at the clear liquid hitting the grey marble of the basin of the sink. Jamie's shoulders shook as she broke down completely, slowly sinking to her knees despite her finger tips still being in the water. "I don't know..." Jamie whispered, now staring at the marble floor beneath her...
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Post by Rigoletto Carillon-Dra on Apr 14, 2010 22:57:18 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard her words, he figured that she had much to think of as she sank to the ground he moved slowly holding there son, to move to her side lightly placing his free hand on her shoulder as if to give her some form of comforted, he knew he could not embrace her as he other wise would of since he had his son in his arms so that left him with on arm to do anything at all for the moment any way. “Jamie, I am sorry to up set you but, I felt the need to ask to know for sure on what you had planed to do” He was unsure still if he would come or go but, for the time he looked like he should stay for the time being any way.
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