The Forbidden Forest

Lewis saved this information in his brain for later.

"Now, if you don't mind me asking," Lewis seemed to be playing the part of a psychologist "What makes you angry?"

This one was getting bothersome. He's new so if I killed him out here, no one would find out for a while.

"Why are you asking me these questions?"

"I already told you: research." Though his voice was completely monotone, a slight sarcastic arrogant tone could be heard slightly.

"Research for what?"

"Hmm," Lewis struggled on how to word his answer "I guess you could say it's simply for my personal...enjoyment."

This hardly sets me at ease.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I really don't like having answering questions about myself."

"My humblest apologies, but I am almost done." Lewis was completely relaxed, perhaps not knowing the danger he was in. "Now, I must ask again: what makes you angry?"

You currently.

"Actually I believe you are done..."

"Oh really?"

Lewis took a step back and gained a good grip on the item in his satchel.

"Yes... so please, no more question..." That was the last time I was going to ask.

"Or what?" Lewis forced an arrogant smile to his face.

"Well it's very dangerous in this forrest, it's not really a good place for a chat. Especially with someone I don't really know."

Lewis put his guard down and wiped the smile from his face. He also loosened his grip on whatever was in his satchel, and allowed his arm to dangle beside him with the other one.

"Well then, that's all I'll need."

He retrieved his journal and began scribbling.

Research Journal Entry #2
I have encountered a rare vampire/werewolf hybrid. Perhaps this is a wonderful oppurtunity for some research on the kind.

Well, that was a dead end.

OOC is his back turned?

If you want it to be.

OOC Can it be? I have an neat idea, of course it's your call

Fine, it's officially turned. Do what you will.

(Though Lewis has a contingency plan.)

I pull out my wand silently, aiming it right at his head. I needed a pawn and he was as good as any,

"Imperio..."

I knew he'd try something...

Lewis dropped his journal as he struggled to resist the curse. He was forced to his knees in an intense battle of pure willpower. He held his head and screamed in pain as the curse attempted to control him.

After a few moments, Lewis returned to his feet. He bent his back over so that he could see Crouch upside-down. His face wore and expression of curiosity.

"Is that the best you can do?"
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OOC:

Sorry if this is a bit unfair, but you're not taking Lewis away from me!

OOC I figured it wouldn't work but my guy hasn't done anything dastardly in a while and it was killing me lol

IC

"Far from it, but you seem the worse for wear between the two of us..."

"That can easily be changed."

Lewis' arm darted for his satchel, refusing to un-bend his back and take his eyes off of Crouch. He started to remove something from his satchel, but he hesitated.

"That is, of course, if you want it to."

"You hold nothing in that bag that could endanger me, and even if it could I could end your life before you even get it." I grin crazily at him.

"But that might be wasteful." I step closer to him, "So let's try this again. Why do you want to know about me."

"I just like to know about the world." Lewis twisted his body so that his back was now realigned. He kept his hand in the satchel "I feel I can make the right decision when I know more of the facts."

"Well in such case, know that the Dark lord is the one who can bring the world to where it should be.."

OOC brb

"Sorry, but I've already picked a side in this little war-thing you got going on; I really don't see the Dark Lord helping me anytime soon."

Lewis retrieved his journal from the ground, and placed it in his satchel. He cocked his head to the side, curiously awaiting Crouch's response.