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Mundungus Jeremy Fletcher
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:14 am
That Lupin bugger's trigger happy with his wand, almost took off my head th' last time he caught me havin' a go with Drake in an alley... said somethin' 'bout her bein' underage, but hell, what's underage anymore anyway? *Grins* 'Sides, rumor has it 'ee's dating a schoolgirl 'imself.
Old Death Eaters're always blowing smoke.. reckon it's nothing, then.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:19 am
I doubt it was because you were buggerin' in public, Dungy...
*Runs his fingers through his hair, shrugging a shoulder while he took another drag*
Yeah, reckon you're right... S'not like they'd be able t' make any progress anyway. Not with Mad-Eye and them keepin' such a tight watch on everything.
Not to mention, you'd have to be a right p***k to mess up Potter's life after all the s**t he went through. Bloody b*****d, s'what you'd have to be.
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Mundungus Jeremy Fletcher
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:26 am
*Lights his cigarette at last, taking a short puff and exhaling a purple breath of smoke* Speakin' o' Death Eaters... I was thinkin' of gettin' me one o' those Dark Mark tats on my shoulder.. all those goth buggers're gettin' them, reckoned it'd look manly on me. *Grins* Think Drake'd like it? She's young, you know, impressed by that shite. I'm a War Hero, not afraid o' anything, it'd be like spittin' in the faces of the Death Eaters I had locked up.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:32 am
*Briefly glances at his own left forearm, the faint scar was covered, but he swore he felt it throb*
*Takes another drag, looking up to him*
If you think it'll have her squealin' any louder, by all means...
Spit in the faces of all the poor ******** who actually have the real thing.
*Shakes his head, taking a few steps away with his back to him*
Get a Phoenix on your shoulder, Dung. That'd impress her. S'your side of the war fence anyway, yeah? That'd piss off what few Death Eater cunts are left.
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Mundungus Jeremy Fletcher
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:34 am
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D'you want a drink, Reg?
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:37 am
*Smiles a bit, looking at him from over his shoulder*
I'll pay if you pick the pub.
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Mundungus Jeremy Fletcher
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 9:38 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 9:21 am
Dad would be soooo pissed if he knew where I was right now . . . *smirks at the thought and looks from side to side, darting into another alley*
*walks slowly through the streets, feeling very out of place (but who wouldn't, as a redheaded Gryffindor?)* Whoa . . . lookit all this weird stuff! *she also means the people, but figures it isn't exactly smart to point that out*
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:09 pm
*Lingering before a shop's display window* Dragon eggs.. tch.. We can't say "Slytherin" without going to Azkaban, and these silly sods can sell dragon eggs without making an Auror sneeze.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:13 pm
Such is life, my darling Bianca. *Glances longingly at a magic wand displayed beside the eggs*
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:15 pm
Don't even think about it, Bella. >_>
*Pauses* Now have a look at the pretty little Weasley offspring. *Nods at the wandering Olivia* She doesn't look lost... adventuring, perhaps?
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:18 pm
*Stops, looking in the direction of Bianca's prompting*
My, my, my...
*Smirks*
Baby Weasley's very far from her mummy's warm lap, isn't she? *Moves forward*
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:24 pm
Such a pretty little face.. *Nearly purring as she leaves Bianca behind, her heels clicking against the cobblestone street*
*Slips behind Molly, her breath puffing against the girl's ear as she speaks* Rather far from home, aren't you, little one? *Laughs softly*
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 12:27 pm
*jumps a bit, startled by Bellatrix, and turns to face Bellatrix, unnerved by how close they were* Uhm . . . *laughs nervously* Not really. I'm just, uh . . . *struggles for some excuse* I'm just looking around here.
((brb, watering plants. Dx ))
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