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[bloodpure]

Yes, practically just about the last person I have any interest in spending time with under present circumstances is my commonly sanity and sense deprived sister-in-law, thank you very much.

Not that I'm hardly telling you a thing you didn't already know of course. I imagine that's why the idea so very intrigues you. No doubt.

Whatever you are thinking forget about it. Just -- let it go. Aren't there other things you're supposed to be working on? Not that I'm of any preference for those, either, but. All things in good time.

You really do need to work on your orderliness. A little work ethic hardly ever killed anyone.

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[disorder_heaven]

Dear unholy lord, this place is CRAWLING with Malfoys!

[bloodpure]

[Sniff, twitch.] And just what are you supposed to be?

[disorder_heaven]

...Yep, you two are clearly related.

[bloodpure]

[Wait do they mean--]

What are you talking about?

[disorder_heaven]

I take it you and Narcissa Malfoy are related? She was about as friendly.

[bloodpure]

[Not the name he was expecting to hear. All bets are off now, for a moment.] You've had occasion to speak to my wife? When? Where? Is she--

[Abruptly he twists in place as if anxious she might walk up behind him at any moment.]

[disownee]

They don't respond to a lot of barking, you'll find. Or much of anything else.

[bloodpure]

[Oh hey you. Well this isn't at all awkward.]

Yes I am aware. Most unfortunately.

[disownee]

[ nope not at all, hay. ]

Bellatrix, on the other hand... [ 'nuff said really. ]

[bloodpure]

Oh she has an uncanny ability to come whenever she is called, but only for certain individuals. Last I checked.

[Bella was ever the fanatic, whereas Lucius he was more goal-oriented. And he had...limits. Self-preservation and pragmatism comes first. Surely anyone with reason could understand.

So, not Bellatrix, then.]

[disownee]

After such choice words, I wouldn't be surprised if she made room for you on her dance card.

[silkandmirrors]

I shouldn't need to point out that insulting Bella out loud is never a good idea.

[bloodpure]

I'm used to being ignored, these days. Maybe my luck will hold out.

[Said with usual icy snide humor and trying to conceal that he's freaking out at a bit at having his wife so near to him just now oh merlin how he's missed you.]

[silkandmirrors]

Tch. Lucius. You are the very last person I'd expect to submit to being ignored. [Her gaze is filled with affectionate puzzlement.] Are you unwell?

[bloodpure]

[Uh oh. She dosesn't miss a trick though, does she; she never did, when it came to him. He avoids her gaze and turns his head to the side. Hoping against hope she won't notice anything else.

That she won't notice the fangs.]

It's been a -- trying couple of months. [Behold how much not an answer that is.]

[silkandmirrors]

[Not often, no - and she's known him a very long time.

Turning away wasn't the best idea, though, Lucius. She might not have seen the fangs, but now she knows that:] Something is wrong. Why are you turning-- Lucius. What's happened?

[This is not their normal sort of interaction.]

[siriuslybad_dog]

Malfoy. I didn't expect to see you here. [Aren't you supposed to be locked up in Azkaban or something?]

[bloodpure]

[Yeah well aren't you supposed to dead.

Never mind that in his timeline, since the war he's experiened circumstances to make him actually wish he was back in prison.]

Oh, wonderful. Look. Someone's shaken up the family tree and all of the rotten fruit in need of pruning has managed to fall out.

If I had known this was what I'd have to look forward to in likes of company I'd have kept my mouth shut; honestly.

[siriuslybad_dog]

[Well, he is but he isn't. If that makes any sense.]

I think you'll find the only rotten thing here is you. Bitter, it seems. How is the happy family, by the way? Bellatrix thrown back inside yet? [Because he really doesn't want to see her.]

[bloodpure]

[Being called 'rotten' gets a harder twitch than it really should - but then again, Black doesn't know, does he. He wouldn't.

Not unless he can smell like the mutt he is, even when his form is human. Lucius doesn't know exactly what it is but animals don't tend to react well to him now.]

Bellatrix is dead. [Blunt, spitting. He's in no mood for these games.] I'm to understand she fought to the last, and valiantly. Or so they say. But then, she never did understand how to surrender. Or compromise.

[k_bell]

[And that would be the downside to being dragged back out. Having to put up with that type of elitist shite.]

Oi, you ever stop going off about things? This is the real world, and not everything is all bloody perfect and whatnot.

[A pause. There's something off about that statement. What, she isn't sure. But she knows. Not entirely what she knows, or how, but yeah, she just deals with it. and would prefer said dealings be without Malfoys. But, that's the way the things go, just as assuredly as Chudley is going to suck again this year. Thankfully, she's not a Canon's fan.]

[bloodpure]

Some of do happen to have standards. Perhaps for others, such a thing is difficult to comprehend.

[k_bell]

Standards are good, I can certainly appreciate that. I can't stand the 'My shite don't stink cause I don't shite bricks, I shite diamonds out of my platinum encrusted arse.'

[bloodpure]

[The flattest look, young lady, you don't even know. Paired with a mild sneer, naturally.]

Your vulgarity notwithstanding, I don't recall actually saying anything much even adjacent to that.

I do not enjoy being brought here, trotted out on a whim. Particularly if said whim involves an intended reunion with one that I would rather not be reunited.

[k_bell]

Verbally, no, you didn't. But every action and subtle nuance of your very being says so.

I can understand that, though, can't imagine who you wouldn't want to be reunited with. Course, there's only several different versions of most people, so best of luck with that.