Caught in a Web || Nate & Rab
In truth, Rabastan was almost surprised that they hadnāt had any orders of mass destruction lately. He was grateful for the reprieve. As much as he was able to play his part, and play it well, he didnāt particularly enjoy causing mass chaos, nor hurting people in the crossfire. Still, he knew that following directions was imperative and he had yet to defy an order directly. Since his lesson with Bellatrix he hadnāt faltered in the face of the tasks being asked of him, and while he didnāt feel particularly good about him, he certainly didnāt bitch about them. Rabastan had settled in for the night and was planning to nurse his whiskey over the last half hour of the movie he was watching, when the urgent message came through.Ā
In an instant, Rabastan is on his feet. A flick of his wand and heās dressed to go out and his mask is firmly put into place. Traps. Fuckinā hell, they were starting to play dirty. He knew that it was bound to happen eventually, that the Order would get their high and mighty horse and join the war with the rest of them, but he hadnāt expected it to be this. Apparating as close to the location as he could without immediately setting off one of their traps. Rabastan was cautious as he continued forward, and scanned his surroundings before moving forward. Seeing his long time friend, Rabastan let out a breath of air, and made his way over as quickly as possible.Ā āMerlin, this is a fuckinā mess. Nate, I donāt even know where to begin on getting you out of this. This spell work is madā he greeted, looking over the trap as carefully as he could. Rabastan tried to keep calm as he spoke,Ā āJust - stay calm weāll figure this outā.
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