MAYANS M.C. ↣ 3.09 “The House of Death Floats By”

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MAYANS M.C. ↣ 3.09 “The House of Death Floats By”

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florence !
there is a nagging voice at the back of her mind speaking to her. you shouldn’t be out here, specially this late. but the night sky is so painfully beautiful that it is easy to ignore pretty much anything, specially the need to follow the rules. the blonde had needed sometime ALONE, the day had been filled with socializing and the young witch needed to recharge. her thoughts seemed to still as the looked at the sky, they were all so little in comparison to the universe. this war that was brewing seemed almost laughable, why do humans always search for pain? couldn’t there be a way for everyone to help each other instead of being against each other? closing her eyes she tried to push the thoughts away. this was her time to relax, not question existing.
a cough to her right made her eyes open rapidly. she could have sworn she was alone. as the blonde turns her head, sage hues take in a silhouette, not sure who it is. everything is so dark. “ hello? ” her voice rings in the air.
rabastan !
he almost laughed . almost . the life-sized porcelain doll was the last person who should have been out alone . and for her innocent voice to echo out a HELLO ? not that he was a fan of muggle movies , but he certainly recognized the cliché . despite the hilarity of the situation , he was too lazy and disinterested in fucking with her . so he waved his hand , knocking the wall beside him for good measure . “ this the part where i say boo ? ”
zelda !
zelda wouldn’t call herself a bar crawler normally , she tried to keep an air of elegance to the whole drinking affair by either charming the likes of her class of people in an upscale wine bar or going anonymous in the dingy three broomsticks but , all she needed tonight was the cheapest and strongest drink that she could find — this establishment checked her boxes . pushing the wooden doors , zelda saw the all too familiar head of hair at the bar . humming to herself , the witch sat down at one of the barstools next to her favorite source of free labor — rabastan . however , the lady felt her nose scrunch at the heavy stench of hard liquor radiating from the boy next to her .
one of the many privileges to having a face like hers was no one , not even a rule pushing bartender , would stop her from lighting a cigarette in their bar . ❛ this isn’t a great look for you , rabastan , ❜ the woman started , the cigarette punctuating her words as it shook in-between her lips . ❛ i wonder what daddy lestrange would say if he was hear to see this display ? ❜ the witch pushed and prodded .
offering the boy a cigarette , ❛ just a gin & tonic for me and whatever the gentleman wants , ❜ zelda spoke to the bartender , handing him a few galleons to start a tab .
rabastan !
“ you’re a fool if you think i fear my father , ” he mumbled under his breath , alcohol sweating from his pores as he forced himself to sit up straight or straighter since his elbows were still balanced on the bar top . “ it’s my mother i’m worried about . ” a wicked glint sparked in his irises as he shot her a look , a half smile appearing with the present of an eye crinkle . one might think he was flirting , but they would be wrong . he wasn’t entirely sure he knew how to flirt . he had a figurative grip on harper and lachlan not because he giggled and showered them in compliments no , his grip emerged because he knew his way around a bedroom . so rabastan was not flirting . he was merely trying his hand at being pleasant ( a rare occurrence , no doubt brought on by the alcohol ) .
“ just another . ” he lifted his empty glass before placing it on the edge of the counter . “ so what is a bitch like you doing in a fancy place like this ? not looking for me , i hope . ”
rabastan !
his dark black hair was disheveled and sticking out in weird places . the flask hidden in his jacket pocket was empty and his grunts were anger-induced and guttural . it had been a rough night . whimpers and cries for help plagued his ears as he remembered the psychotic laughter that echoed from his father’s lips . we don’t enjoy torture , rabastan he preached , his voice hoarse from decades of smoking we enjoy retribution .
from his peripherals , he saw someone walk up and sit right beside him despite the large selection of open seats . the fucking audacity . “ unless you’re buying me a drink , i’m not interested . ” he mumbled before finishing off the remains of his glass , the bartender looking both impressed and worried by the display .

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emma !
❛ YET , you’re all the better for it . so i believe some sort of thanks are in order ? ❜ the young girl mused , decidedly ignoring the heightened chill that rolled down the length of her spine as the handsome wizards fingers grazed her cheek gently . it was quite startling ( and admittedly , annoying ) how instantly her body reacted to whatever passing praise he awarded her , even in jest , as evidenced by the clear blush that colored the highest arches of her striking visage .
❛ i yearn for the day you finally admit to yourself that i am undoubtedly ALWAYS right and you should heed my wellmannered suggestions . i merely think you deserve a break , merlin knows i’m in dire need of such a repreive . we are due a far more extensive solace than a meager outting to a pub . ❜ she rattled about , hoping to draw his attention away from her poorly concealed nerves , her thumbs twiddling around her ornate skirt mindlessly . emma had not been around a bar in quite some time and she abhorred the longing she felt for the familiar liquid scorching down her throat , so it wasn’t unheard of for the girl to try and convince on of her only genuine friends to pull her away from a life of debauchery .
rabastan !
he scowled . rabastan lestrange saying thanks . alert the presses hell was freezing over . it should be noted that his scowl lacked any of its regular animosity . this expression , unlike with its normal usage for inflicting fear , was used for humor . yes , the young wizard with the tainted heart and brooding habits knew how to joke around . it was new and something he had been practicing over the past several years . rabastan was good at a great many things , but he wasn’t exactly the funniest man alive .
“ i already have a vacation planned . ” he deadpanned , allowing the amber liquid in his glass to burn his throat . “ it’s a tad premature ... give or take ten years . but it’s a lovely location . six feet under . who doesn’t love nature ? ” he allowed his gaze to wander temporarily as he swished his drink about . it took him only a second to sense something was wrong . it occurred when he eyes narrowed on the door , his peripherals studying the way her hands twitched . rabastan saw the best when he wasn’t looking . “ hmph , ” he grunted , taking another sip . “ since the pub clearly isn’t doing it for you . what do you want ? ” the world ? i’ll give it to you , he almost replied . the things he would do for his immediate group of ... whatever the fuck they were called . friends ? “ because you’re right . this is the shittiest excuse for a break i’ve ever seen . the alcohol tastes like piss , the décor is bullshit , and i’m pretty sure that fucker is dead . ” a couple things . first , rabastan could not give less of a fuck about the décor . second , fingers crossed that passed out drunk was dead because that would be hilarious . and third , who cared if the alcohol sucked ? alcohol was alcohol . but really , any reason to leave a place emma wasn’t happy .
lachlan !
lachlan threw himself into a seat in rabastan’s room, doing his best to balance on the knife’s edge between sprawling out and, y’know, respecting rab’s space. and rab’s stuff. and rab’s stuff’s space. “ so … “ he ducked his head a little, mulling over his phrasing before deciding, fuck it, rab didn’t need him to mince words. he looked up at him, teasing smile on his face. “ I’m gonna go out on a limb and say the annual hogsmeade harvest festival isn’t really your scene. “
rabastan !
he didn’t look at least not immediately instead choosing to stare at the table . at the closet . at the bed . no ... scratch that . not the bed , lest he fall victim to his lewd desires of pinning the messy-haired wizard against the mattress . he didn’t like disappointing lachlan . and he felt , as of late , that he had gotten very good at it . there was only so much he could give him . rabastan lestrange was a well that was beginning to dry , and he was getting dangerously close to stealing water from any source he could get his claws on . “ fuck no , ” he all but growled , brow furrowed as he crossed his arms over his chest . rattling his own mind like a cage , he paused for a quick second before finally lifting his gaze . black irises that normally burned with frightening violence brightened considerably , his voice uncharacteristically soft . “ it could be . ” a tired sighed escaped his lips as he ran his fingers through his hair . “ shit , lach . you think i don’t see it , but i see it . you being over there . i’d appreciate it ... if you were anyone else . ” he looked away again . at the table . at the closet . at the bed . “ get your ass over here . ”
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rabastan !
he was only ever soft for a rare few . he was only ever warm with them too . gentle . caring . emma was one of the lucky few and he couldn’t help but think she took advantage ( something he didn’t quite mind even though he should have ) . the sad bastard who pretended to thrive on hate continued to selfishly allow it , because he was secretly addicted to the adoration . “ i didn’t ask for your opinion , ” he chastised despite the lack of venom in his voice . the connection of her bright eyes and his dark gaze was a conversation in and of itself , speaking volumes in the silence . rabastan lifted his hand and brushed away a single golden strand from her cheek . “ you talk too much , but ... ” he lowered his arm and looked down , his jaw clenched , “ you’re not entirely wrong . ” @e-vanaughty

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malachi !
Mal wasn’t exactly known for his conversational skills. Actions spoke louder than words, was usually his mantra, though very occasionally even Malachi was known to engage in a fairly pointless exchange. His green hues moved to Rabastan, and a smirk twitched in the corner of his mouth, his idle hands sliding into his trouser pockets. “Just hoping for something relatively exciting to happen….” He trailed off, and pulled his weight from the wall he had been slumping against. The smirk on his lips now reaching his eyes. “But I suppose you’ll do.” Eyes leaving the other for a moment as he continued to scan the crowds, not looking for anyone in particular, just hoping for something, but then again, this was Diagon alley on a Sunday. The very definition of tedious. “…As for a lass, got plenty options, don’t need to lower myself to searching for one.” A low chuckle escaped his lips, and he tilted his head as his gaze returned to the Lestrange brother. “Isn’t that more your area?…think I saw an easy looking one nip by about five minutes ago…” He paused to look at his watch, just to further his sarcastic comment, “…If you go now, you might still catch her.”
rabastan !
“ ah , ” he replied , darkened hues scouring their surroundings to find it utterly void of attractive women . “ they must be on holiday . ” disbelief curled upon his devilish tongue as he offered a tsk , tsk . he could sense the irony how he was named after the head of a serpent and yet still , he admonished someone for lying . but oh did he enjoy the sentiment . “ seems a little counterintuitive . you claim she’s easy , but recommend i run ? ” he titled his head , his brow arched in judgement . rabastan had no interest in the random bodies that floated in his direction , whether it be for power , money , or an insatiable need to be cared for by a monster . rabastan already had his sheets heated . but did anyone know of harper and lachlan ? no . would he ever tell them ? that remained to be seen . like a dragon protecting its treasure , rabastan preferred to keep their relationship private . “ alright , i’m bored . we’ve done the obligatory fuck about . log your hours , and we'll pretend you’re not a complete fucking asshole . i’ll do the same . ”
malachi !
There was absolutely nothing more tedious in Malachi’s mind, than hanging around in London, he had to keep himself to himself, and all he would ever hear in the background was the back and forth of brain dead, mindless chit chat of wizards, and their height of excitement, which was a new item on the leaky cauldron menu . Unfortunately for him, it had been made abundantly clear by the dark lord that it was imperative to have as many undercover death eaters working either inside Ministry walls, or outside in the streets, for as long as possible.
Slumping against a wall of Diagon alley, he pulled a silver cigarette case from his inner jacket pocket. Eyes scanning the crowds, hoping for something, anything interesting to happen. Was it not about time something shook them all up? Ahh, wishful thinking.
rabastan !
it was a silent command the tilt of his head that sent his burly companion off . the lestrange clan had an uncanny ability to convey a message without muttering a word . it was a gift since the wizard hated the concept of conversation : more specifically , small talk ( people were so very boring ) . but sometimes it was necessary , made clear by the way he preferred to approach mulciber alone after spotting him . besides , adams was part of his family business . he had nothing to do with the death eaters . “ furrow your brow a bit more , they’ll think you’re a model . ” he smirked , cruelly taunting the man for his stereotypical placement . “ hoping some young lass will try and change the brooding cunt in the corner ? ”
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zelda !
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zelda greengrass had one pride and joy in her life and it her small shop in hogsmeade. a low lit store front that went slightly underground to really give it a feel that it was intimiate and creepy. her collection of curios spanned from your silly trinkets you could purchase at any joke shop to cursed items and unidentifiable bones. zelda had an inventory of anything anyone could imagine and an inventory for a select few customers who really proved that they could be trusted.
one of the many things to understand about zelda was that her shop was home to her, pulling herself away from the greengrass manor was the best that zelda could do for herself but making that decision came with the reality that her tiny shop was going to become the most important thing in her life. it was not odd to find zelda there all day, every day.
the little bell above her front door went off, signaling someone entering the shop. she could tell by the cologne who had wondered into her store, the sound of his steps all too familiar to the woman. taking a long drag of her cigarette, zelda locked eyes with non other than rabastan lestrange.
❛ well, well, well … look who cat dragged in, ❜ she teased, blowing the smoke from her cigarette out, flicking the ash into her skull shaped ash tray. ❛ are we finally taking up my employment offer or are you giving me some more free labour, rabastan? ❜
rabastan !
the wizard leaned against the doorframe of the store , taking full advantage of the empty status . for a moment , despite her teasing , he remains silent as the grave . he had no mind to toss snark back his day was long and winded , the lestrange business weighing heavy on his shoulders . his father was proud and his smile beamed without shame , but it did very little to ease the emptiness inside . when things got loud , he liked to hunt down any semblance of silence . it was why he often found his way to zelda’s shop .
quietly , like a predator with his prey , he slipped further into her domain . he poked a trinket , picked up another to survey it closer . strands of dark brown framed his pale face as he diverted his attention back to the blonde . “ i look like someone who does shit for free ? ” the words slip free with haunting confidence , almost as if he’d never held a duster in her business before . for whatever reason , it was relaxing .
no wonder his family were such assholes they never cleaned .
“ i see your charming personality is still raking in the customers . ” his tongue clicked and he nodded in her direction . he preferred it when the store was empty . people always ... wanted things when they arrived . entitled pricks . that was the issue with him finding solace in a place where things were sold .
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harper !
“oh, stop it.” she huffed and turned to face him as he slid into the booth, her eyebrows furrowed together in annoyance — harper knew that she had no real reason to be upset with him; he was taking a massive risk by agreeing to meet with her in such a public space. she was, by nature, an extremely patient person and normally she would have been much more understanding. though, the few drinks that she had downed while waiting for him to arrive were heavily clouding her ability to think rationally. which was something that she struggled to do in either of her boyfriend’s presences, even when completely sober.
“you’re late.” the witch rolled her eyes as she leaned into his touch — she was overjoyed that he had actually shown up, even if she was slightly irritated with him. “flattery’s not going to get you anywhere with me.” immediately after the words left her lips, she couldn’t help but crack a genuine smile; they both knew that statement was about as far away from the truth as one could possibly get. “i had to sit by myself for a full thirty minutes. i was so lonely.” she pouted, sticking her bottom lip out as she looked up at him through her lashes, obviously doing everything in her power to get under his skin.
rabastan !
rab listened intently despite his aversion to do so , brows raised as he took in her words and studied the dramatic curve of her pout . he loved the shape of her lips . even when she was angry , she drove him mad with desire . “ thirty minutes ? unforgivable . ” he didn’t really smile not because he wasn’t happy , but because he was fairly certain he didn’t know how yet the expression he wore was very close . it was reserved for a rare few , mainly harper and lachlan . “ well i’m here now . i’m yours . what are you going to do with me ? ”