*The sudden light hurts her eyes a bit--it's cold, ugly light on a cold, ugly room, as soulless as any of the hundreds of Muggle homes she's set foot in--why should she expect anything different from this one? Bellatrix tilts her head to the side, watching almost idly as the pillow makes short work of the man's face. Not that she's as prim as Evan on this particular subject--but it reminds her to cast a silencing charm on the room around them before, almost casually, Crucio.
After a healthy bit of that, the screaming woman's arm is flapping in the general direction of a Muggle device on the nighttable, a funny thing with a circular dial, and Bella can't help laughing, a harsh and almost cawing sound.*
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Date: 2011-06-22 01:28 pm (UTC)After a healthy bit of that, the screaming woman's arm is flapping in the general direction of a Muggle device on the nighttable, a funny thing with a circular dial, and Bella can't help laughing, a harsh and almost cawing sound.*
Why do they always do that?