Collineus Cardosi
Prejudice Leader / Ex-Death Eater
- Messages
- 93
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Ebony 14" Core of Basilisk Fang and Veela hair
- Age
- 6/1975
One could say that Collineus Cardosi had gone international with his company but he had not bothered with the likes of New Zealand. The fact that he was arriving here, was because of a different matter. Dressed in a very expensive suit, he was on the way to recruit someone to work for him. Ostensia Romanes. Through her brother's pathetic worries and woes over her, Collineus heard something crucial. She had been through a terrible break up. This meant that she was vulnerable, and ripe for the picking and manipulating. Collineus was walking up the side walk alone. He would have had Leia Thoreau with him, but he dared not to mess with her right now. She was six months pregnant, with his newest prodigy. A baby girl, one that would be in an arranged marriage with none other than a future Patriarch to the most powerful family he had come to know in Bulgaria. Collineus would have to use the emotions that he had faked millions of times to get the children closer to him, so that he could mend their minds in the best way that he could think of. Collineus would have manipulated Isabella by now, however she was now married to a Dragonov, another pure-blood only from Russia. That family, from what he researched, did not hate the mudbloods at all, but did have the smarts to at least keep their line pure. With Svetlana marrying a Snow, and Demeter marrying Isabella. Oh Collineus had done his research on that family. The fact that he was going to their house was enough, knowing where they lived. Luckily for him, he was going to be there while the married couple was at work. Therefore Ostensia should be as of easy access for him to come in, see what she thought about coming to work for him.
The leader of the Prejudice Scitorari managed to make it to the front door, before he used his two knuckles to knock on the door. He stuck his hands into his pocket, and Collineus waited for the orphan to come forth and answer the door. Ostensia was the one that he was looking for, and he had done his timing right, then she would be here. Collineus waited patiently for the woman to answer. He expected her to look like a train wreck. After all, the one that she loves dumped her and left her like she was common trash. He was here to help her redeem herself, to get over that male and become the prideful pure-blood that he knew that she could be with the right push. He was her uncle that killed her parents, but he was not going to tell her that. Not even if she asked. He always had a cover for what he did. Collineus debated on going inside himself, and seeing what she was doing. Surely not moping. The fact that she did not have a house of her own spoke a lot. Perhaps she needed to have people around her, always. Collineus may have to somehow pound that out of her. He cleared his throat and he remained calm and collected for now. She would have a choice, to come work for him and start fresh, or to stay here and sulk over some lost cause. To him, the answer was clear.
The leader of the Prejudice Scitorari managed to make it to the front door, before he used his two knuckles to knock on the door. He stuck his hands into his pocket, and Collineus waited for the orphan to come forth and answer the door. Ostensia was the one that he was looking for, and he had done his timing right, then she would be here. Collineus waited patiently for the woman to answer. He expected her to look like a train wreck. After all, the one that she loves dumped her and left her like she was common trash. He was here to help her redeem herself, to get over that male and become the prideful pure-blood that he knew that she could be with the right push. He was her uncle that killed her parents, but he was not going to tell her that. Not even if she asked. He always had a cover for what he did. Collineus debated on going inside himself, and seeing what she was doing. Surely not moping. The fact that she did not have a house of her own spoke a lot. Perhaps she needed to have people around her, always. Collineus may have to somehow pound that out of her. He cleared his throat and he remained calm and collected for now. She would have a choice, to come work for him and start fresh, or to stay here and sulk over some lost cause. To him, the answer was clear.