#antonin002

[ambrxsse-blog]

where: Merlin Rogue who: Ambrose Kennedy and Antonin Dolohov ( @dolohovant )

Ambrose hasn't been in Merlin Rogue for quite some time. And that was all because of Gilderoy. With the young man keeping him company, Ambrose no longer needed the bar to find himself some company. Even if a veil of darkness stood between him and the dancers he admired during his visits to the bar, it was company all the same.

But for the night, he found himself coming back for a surprise meeting. With Antonin, nonetheless. He was supposed to meet with his fellow Death Eater and give him a name. Someone who could give the Death Eaters leverage inside the International Confederation of Wizards. The instruction came out of the blue. Ambrose didn't even get to prepare.

Ambrose entered the bar in the same inconspicuous manner as he's used to. In no time at all, he found Antonin sitting inside one of the booths Ambrose use to frequent back when he was becoming a regular. As he approached, he greeted Antonin with a nod. "Good evening. I'm guessing this meeting came out of the blue for you as well?"

[lizarosier]

Liza was having fun. She loved events like this. Liza loved spending her father’s money, and getting a pretty dress and showing off. So really, events like this were perfect for her. She had a pretty dress on, that probably was a little over the top, and she had a perfectly hot date. Of course, she could already sense the lecture that she was going to have from her mother. But technically they’d not officially announced her new betrothal, so in her mind she had done nothing wrong. She also really didn’t care as long as they didn’t cut her off. And she was daddy’s little girl, so she really didn’t see that happening any time.

She had a little smirk on her face as she slid up against on of her favourite men. “Goood evening Antonin” She murmured, sipping on the champagne that she was drinking. “You look particuarly handsome this evening” She teased, the smirk on her face. “Enjoying the ball?”

@dolohovant​

[demetriayaxley]

Demetria threw open the door to the pub, her wand clutched firmly in her right hand. She had heard a whisper that Antonin was back in town; he’d gone skipping off to Paris with her brother for the past week in order to lay low. Lucky for him, his absence prevented Demetria from hexing him as soon as she got the chance. Unfortunately, she had spent the extra week brushing up on her wand work, and she certainly wasn’t above throwing a punch or two if it came down to it.

She spotted Antonin from across the room, and she stormed over to him, unaware of other patrons who were watching her uneasily. “Oh, Antonin. What a surprise,” she said, under her breath. “Care to take a walk with me? Now?”

[ dolohhov ]