Post by MAHARET AVIE ROSIER on Nov 17, 2011 3:32:04 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://thumbpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/clip_image0086.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] tastes so good She couldn’t help but laugh. It hardly seemed kosher drugging people for her own dastardly goals, but Maggie never had been above going to whatever lengths it took in order to achieve. The girl was determined like few others were and her morals were basically non-existent and those that Maharet did still possessed had been skewed into what Fenrir and her father saw fit. Maggie had been raised by two men that were ruthless and uninhibited, which made her quite likened to their ways. Where other girls were learning how to play Quidditch or giving their dolls make overs the young Maharet Rosier had been learning to manipulate others and giving young boys naughty thoughts about her with simple actions. Her sexuality was a tool to Fenrir and her father and they didn’t have any problem with encouraging her, and in some cases demanding, that she use it to their advantage. “It is very effective.” There were other reasons that she could call upon Jeadyn’s services than procuring drugs for her, any illegal or unprecedented item he was the one person that had always come through to Maggie. She was loyal to him in that sense, no other dealer would do for her, and none had that certain… attraction that she was especially fond of. There weren’t any delusions as to what exactly he had meant by his admittance. Jea wasn’t looking for love and that was just as well because neither was Maggie. Their relationship was comfortable and something that she wanted to continue, but as far as advancement went it was unlikely to ever happen because of the both of them. She moved up slightly, her arm resting across his chest and her chin propped up on her forearm to look up at Jaedyn. Months deprived of his company wasn’t something that made her very happy either. “In a few months I’ll be out of Hogwarts. Plenty of opportunity to see each other more often then.” Both were followers of Fenrir and while others would be heading off to follow career paths Maggie would be following a life’s ambition. All those tasks that Fenrir had for her to do would surely put her in further need of Jae’s services, meetings, collaboration efforts, there was no telling what exactly would be in store for either one of them in the future. “I wouldn’t even mind you simply showing up on my doorstep whenever the mood struck.” With his dealings he went all over the place but Maharet had a feeling that most nights she would be going to the same place, where ever Fenrir wanted her to be stationed, it would be home for the time being. (It’s okay. I’ve been slacking with my own muse lately) there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0 |
