*Personally, Bellatrix views an excess of blood as mildly distasteful, but--well. To each his own. She takes a prim step or two back, so that none of it can get on the toes of her elegant boots. The strips of skin continue their gentle undulations, peeling back farther and farther up the woman's arms, widening as they go.*
Ah. Of course.
*It's difficult to make herself heard over the woman's gibbering and crying, so she seals her lips together with a flick of her wand--it doesn't eliminate the noise but dampens it sufficiently. She can't resist a quick little jab, but it's more dutiful than anything else.*
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Date: 2011-06-22 05:15 pm (UTC)Ah. Of course.
*It's difficult to make herself heard over the woman's gibbering and crying, so she seals her lips together with a flick of her wand--it doesn't eliminate the noise but dampens it sufficiently. She can't resist a quick little jab, but it's more dutiful than anything else.*
I do hope you've managed to abstain from poetry.