Rabastan just snorts a laugh, as if that's the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard. Or maybe it was an over-compensating sort of laugh, because the thought had crossed his mind...several times.
He knows of Mulciber's past with Muggleborns at the school. He's witnessed a few moments of torture, and had to listen to Avery's constant whining, and sniveling about it. Rabastan had always tried to push the thoughts out of his mind, but they kept finding themselves back in there. There was something to be said for being more powerful than the woman you were with, he thought. His intimate experiences with witches had been severe, to say the least. It might be nice to have a bit of control....
"Absurd. I never liked him, much. I mean, sure it may not result in some wretched half-breed, but I'd still feel defiled. Like there's dirt I couldn't quite rinse off, you know?"
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Date: 2013-01-30 03:47 am (UTC)He knows of Mulciber's past with Muggleborns at the school. He's witnessed a few moments of torture, and had to listen to Avery's constant whining, and sniveling about it. Rabastan had always tried to push the thoughts out of his mind, but they kept finding themselves back in there. There was something to be said for being more powerful than the woman you were with, he thought. His intimate experiences with witches had been severe, to say the least. It might be nice to have a bit of control....
"Absurd. I never liked him, much. I mean, sure it may not result in some wretched half-breed, but I'd still feel defiled. Like there's dirt I couldn't quite rinse off, you know?"