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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 23, 2008 22:49:35 GMT -5
Beauty, nothing more, nothing less in the eyes of this girl. She had to wrap her button down coat tightly around her figure to fight off the cold. It was funny that she even FELT cold. You wouldn’t think a girl like her would feel anything. She was the self proclaimed Ice Queen, and no one had ever beat her out of her title. Actually, no one had ever dared to try. With her, it was useless to speak, to fight because she would take everything you said and make her skin thicker.
Then again, when she sat in the middle of friends in the three broomsticks, she felt utterly alone. So she ditched the girls who called themselves her entourage, and found herself walking the streets of Hogsmeade, looking as perfect as ever, her head held high but a visible scowl on her face today.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 23, 2008 23:02:18 GMT -5
Lucinda walked down the dusty hogsmeade street looking at the ground. She was wearing a jean skirt, black and red striped leggins and black knee high stiletto boots, and a black sweater. Her blonde hair was hanging and she wore a black beani with a skull on it. Her blue eyes scanned the ground as she walked. Her purse hung over her shoulder and hr sudded belt clicked against the metal buckles on her purse.
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 25, 2008 18:31:59 GMT -5
Hosgmeade was unreliable in the way that you could always meet people you would not like to meet. Of course, she'd much rather be in her mansion right now, but the possibilities were slim to none if she wanted to finest education at Hogwarts. Alana huffed, pulling her brown hair out from her coat, setting it down on her back. Just as she did so, a girl slammed into her and Alana let out a snake like hiss.
"You" she hissed. The Slytherin traitor was not something she forgot. Even someone of her superiority knew how to spot when someone wasn't in the right place. Her name was... Linda? Cinda? Something of that sort... but she knew she was a Malfoy... her cousin. What a waste of good blood she thought. "Why is it that wasted space never watches where it's going?"[/color]
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 25, 2008 18:35:54 GMT -5
"Shut-up Psycho-Bitch!" Lucinda said glaring at her cousin she had bumped into, "Why don't ypu watch where you're going or get lost and go kiss your dear sweet mother's ass and get some brownie points!" She crossed her arms and her eyes were narrowed to evil slits. Usually this look meant she was pissed and that she was. She hated the girl that stood before her. Her cousin, Alana, Lestrange.
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 25, 2008 18:44:55 GMT -5
Alana tossed her hair over her shoulder, her eyes focused on the passing people rather than Lucinda.
"Watch you mouth, dearest Linda." Alana spat at her, figuring out fully well that that hadn't been her name. "Or you might find yourself slipping and falling onto a set of knives." she stopped for a moment, and an evil smirk came to her face. "Oh but wait, I heard you took care of the knives yourself." Alana's eyes gleamed evilly, she surely enjoyed this. Whatever the girl called her wouldn't get to her... it was just words to her, everything was just meaningless words.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 25, 2008 18:51:56 GMT -5
"It's Lucinda not Linda you bitch. Why don't you go to you dear Mummy and be the Psycho's you are." Lucinda said a evil gleam in her eye. She wasn't in the mood for this. She was never in the mood for this. She waited for the next insult to come from her cousin. All were just words to piss her off and she knew that but she wasn't going to back down
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 25, 2008 19:10:55 GMT -5
"My my, learned a new word have we? You seem to be sticking it in every chance you get to show me how smart you are." Alana rolled her eyes, and them smiled spitefully. "Good Job." she said as if she was speaking to a child. "But I guess you and the Potter boy should go off together and share the dictionary I recommended him." Alana slowly pulled out her gloves, pulling the black satin slowly onto her fingers she paid no attention to anything Lucinda had to say. It all seemed pointless. "Next time you try to end your Life, do the world a favor, don't fail even at that."
Yes, she had heard about that. It took her a long while to stop laughing.
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 25, 2008 19:14:58 GMT -5
"Maybe you should thank Potter for me trying to end my life. Him and his ignorant friend Black did cause it. She said with her eyes still narrowed. She held her wand behind her back, "Besides if I died or not you wouldn't notice. I don't even hardly exist to you." She shrugged and said, "Your a waste of atmospheric space just as much as Potter. Do me a favor and go fuck him and shut up. You know you want to.
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 25, 2008 19:20:27 GMT -5
Alana slowly began to laugh. "Listen Honey, it has nothing to do with any pathetic gryffindor." Alana stepped forward towards her, bringing her face closer to hers knowing fully well that if Lucinda hexed her, the girl would have alot more to deal with than a few spells back. "You're just weak because if you were anything other than that they couldn't touch you" Alana's eyes traveled up and down her face. "And that's why you will never be better than be... or even as good." she spat at her venomously.
Alana turned them. Her eyes shining brightly. "Don't be too worried my love, I won't steal your dear boyfriend Potter. Another rumor I heard about... is one that is quite interesting." For a minute her eyes lingered on Lucy's stomach. Then she made a hissing noise.[/color]
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 25, 2008 19:29:18 GMT -5
"I'm not with Potter nor will I ever be and what ever rumors you hear are untrue. I'm with Damien Dawson. Not with some low life Gryffindor!" Lucinda said back harshley. She seen Alana's eyes travel down and look at her stomach. She new what the rumor contained and it was a full out lie. If she ever even had a Baby it would be Damien's. He was the only one she was with and ever had been.
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 27, 2008 17:25:26 GMT -5
"Damien Dawson. Yet another low life like yourself. Surprise, Surprise" Alana smirked again, giving Lucy a look as if it was her job to disintegrate her. "It seems strange, that the only rumors that ever go around about you are either pregnancy by a Gryffindor, or the fact that you're slight slutty, and thats probably an understatement." Believe it or not, this was Alana being nice.
It was quite sad that even at her nicest moments she could be mean. Alana paced around Lucinda, looking at her nails as if she wasn't all that interested in her conversation. Maybe Lucy would give her something interesting...
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 27, 2008 17:43:22 GMT -5
Lucinda rolled her eyes and said, "Prooves that people lack creativity. Last rumor about you I heard you were fucking your own bloodline to keep the family purity alive. Thats very low and disgusting. The baby is gonna be Uglier than a troll and stupider than a ding bat. Thought a girl like you would think more about her popularity than her loyalty to thilthy dumb ass family members." She laughed a little and tossed her blonde hair over her shoulder.
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 27, 2008 17:59:33 GMT -5
Alana smirked at Lucinda gloatingly. "I agree with you lack of creativity, me agreeing with you enough to give you a heard attack? I sure hope so." she sneered. "But honey, If I was screwing a family member, which I won't be, it wouldn't be anyone that touches your family line." she raised her nose high in the air. "Your father was as much of a traitor than the rest of them... yes I've heard about that too." Being raised in a strictly pureblood family gave her a sense of... knowing. Everyone knew who gave it and helped the good side. And Lucinda gave her father too much credit for being a bad guy.[/color]
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Post by Skye Caine on Mar 27, 2008 18:48:41 GMT -5
I'm afraid all bloodlines tounch some how both closely and distantly. Your eyes are to clouded to see it though." Lucinda said and glared at her cousin, "All pureblood, and Halfblood lines touch at one point and split and then touch again. It is a never ending cycle." She smirked and said, "Pity, Pity. So ignorant. Just like your Mother and Father. What a pity. What a terrible Pity."
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Post by Alana Lestrange ♛ on Mar 27, 2008 19:07:14 GMT -5
Alana rolled her brown eyes at Lucinda as soon as the words left her mouth. "Yes of course, pureblood families are rare, that's what makes us special. Although some are less worthy than others... which is what makes your family so worthless... it isn't your blood, it's what you made of it. As for my eyes, everyone just calls them beautiful, maybe your eyesight is a little foggy." Alana smirked, her way of twisting peoples comments coming in handy extra today. What started off as a boring Hogsmeade trip quickly turned fun as it seems.
"You don't even know my mother and father." she laughed out loud, her cackles similar to her Aunt Bellatrix', "but if you did, you wouldn't have enough courage to talk about them that way... because one wrong word and-" Alana made a slicing motion with her hand accros her neck. "I would pay good moeny for that... and it isn't like I have little of it either."
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