Recent content by Elizabeth Malfoy

Liz waited until they were both seated. "I've noticed your hesitancy to accept me as a fellow death eater," she stated bluntly, "and I was wondering what is causing it. I'd like to discuss, and possibly resolve, whatever issues there may be."

"Good to hear!" Liz commented brightly. She nodded towards a sitting room. "Would you be willing to sit with me for a bit? I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Liz turned a corner, same time as Tristan, and very nearly walked into him. "Oh!" she said, sounding a little flustered. "Tristan! Nice to see you again." she smiled. "Is Erik doing well?"

"First year. You surely understand why I didn't tell you."

Liz nodded. "Alright." she followed his gaze to Lucius. "Grandfather already received a few other shocks from me tonight. Finding out that I'm a werewolf is a lesser surprise compared to some of the others."

Liz beamed, "Sounds fantastic! Well, if I can actually control that blood lust once I've turned... I've never actually turned before." She laughed, "I'll eat a raw steak beforehand. Maybe that'll help. Thank you though! This should be much more exciting than sleeping for three days." After a...

Liz laughed. "Blindingly so, but I figured, might be a good idea to check." She paused, grinning. "I am too, although I've been taking wolfsbane potions every full moon. I was wondering if you did the same. And if not, maybe I could accompany you on one of these coming full moons. The potions...

Liz grinned at Drago. Yes, he certainly fit the profile. "Be back shortly" she said to Lucius and Garett. Liz walked a short way away from the rest of the group, before turning to Drago. "You're a werewolf, right?"

Liz's eyes lit up at the sight of Garett as she leaned over to kiss him. "That was certainly exciting!" She was thrilled, until she remembered she was sitting next to her grandfather. Oops... I wonder how he'll take this, she thought. Well, if he doesn't like it, he'll have to get over it...

Liz noticed Lucius wobbling a bit, and held out her arm. "Would you like to sit Grandfather? Being around that obnoxious man known as the minister can certainly drain one."

Liz turned her grin to Valcan. "That was fun! Can we go again?"

Liz's gaze shifted to Drago. She'd have to talk to him. The blood he spilled and the manner in which her did it seemed to confirm her suspicions. "Excuse me," she said to Drago, "Can I have a word?"

((Jeez Tristan, you sure get around ;P ))

Liz grinned at Lucius. He was a complete jerk when she last encountered him, but he was still her family. "Glad you again, grandfather."

Liz turned to Vladmir. She itched to start a confrontation, but figured it wasn't the time. Instead, she waiting for her grandfather eagerly. As well as Garett. She caught a glimpse of what she believed to be him, and he looked fine... but there was still a bit of lingering worry.