t h e r e s e ❥ (alongday) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-04-30 16:29:00

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alice longbottom, amery wilkes, amycus carrow, avis booth, berkeley doge, braith selwyn, corner conway, death eaters, frank longbottom, grayson wilkes, group, james potter, mycroft doge, order of the phoenix, rabastan lestrange

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She pulled the invisibility cloak tighter over herself, taking in deep, steady breaths. The streets of Godric's Hollow were calm, still, not a person in sight as it was rather late; in the houses of the muggles in the area, you could see the telly flickering through the windows. Alice couldn't see the Order members hidden about the town, but she had a rough idea of where they were all located. It was strange to have the upper hand for once, but she knew it wouldn't last for long, no matter how pessimistic a thought. The tip to Dumbledore had arrived with a good amount of time before nightfall and had given the Order a lot of time to prepare for whatever was going to strike the small village.

James had been adamant about being one of those to go and find Sirius, but it was obvious that with his past relations with the death eaters that they couldn't risk it. Alice knew that Frank was eager to help as well, but it was finally decided on who was to stay and who was to go, and things would just have to deal.

Alice slowly made her way through a garden of one of the small cottages. She couldn't help but peer through the kitchen window, eyes softening at the sight of a daughter helping her mother was the dishes. These people were completely innocent; why had Voldemort decided to attack this village? Surely it couldn't be because wizards and muggles were living together, Hogsmeade was the only all-wizarding village and he'd already attacked there twice.

Quickly, she put up a ward on the houses' windows, feeling a guilt rise up in her at not being able to warn the family about what was to happen. She saw the flare of a spell before she heard it erupt, and Alice gripped her wand tighter, sending one last look toward the window before heading out into the starts of the fray.

[ooc] consensus says that we'll do both the thread and the ooc post; try and get your characters in, but if you can't, head back to the ooc post and relate what you'd like to happen there. Other people (with Order members/death eaters/aurors/etc) can tag to those comments with ideas they have, and so on. Have fun!

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conways
2008-04-30 10:07 pm UTC (link)

There were very few times when Corner Conway was able to get clearance as quickly as he had today, but when one said words like 'mass casualty risk' and 'mixed villages' the higher-ups tended to listen. Merlin knew that Avis Tremaine shouting and flailing like a mad-woman didn't hurt when one was trying to get something done. At least she did well with annoying the proper ministers into action just so that she would shut the hell up about it already.

They apparated in with a loud crack along with the other Aurors and Corner scanned the area quickly, discerning just where would be best to start. Avis, he noticed, was already paired off with her husband and headed off to some place or another. He barked orders at a few of the newer Aurors - secure the perimeter, make sure that the muggle houses were well-protected and most importantly, watch for hexes and curses. You'd be surprised how many Aurors died like that, caught up in the moment and completely off-guard no matter how many times they'd gone through the training courses.

He swallowed, then, and turned on his heel to narrowly avoid a bright orange spell whirring past his head.

Merlin, he was getting too old for this.

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otets
2008-05-02 11:04 pm UTC (link)

Amery slithered through the chaos, looking for anything, anybody, worth trying to kill or play with. Big game. This was the sort of thing he relished in one respect and hated with another. The energy, the adrenaline was infectious-- a perfect sort of atmosphere for twisting limbs and snapping bones. But on the other hand, he didn't feel that half the people their really enjoyed taking their time with what they were doing, that they didn't appreciate what it was every time they took a life with their own hands.

Because Amery did. He fully understood it, fully relished it, not very deep down. He smirked when he saw a familiar figure come into view.

"Excellent," he murmured, stretching his wand arm fluidly. Reckless attitude was hardly what he had in mind when he found Corner Conway too distracted to properly defend himself.

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conways
2008-05-02 11:12 pm UTC (link)

The moment that he had separated from the group, Corner had his head in the game. His primary objective was, as always, to capture as many of the other side as possible -- the secondary one was to stay alive, no matter what he told the other Aurors. It was a personal choice between safety and progress, he supposed. He didn't enjoy this part of the job, but the part of him that knew it was necessary insisted he do it well.

And after all, he'd been dueling for longer than some of the trainees had been alive. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and sent a powerful disarming spell in Amery's direction.

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otets
2008-05-02 11:26 pm UTC (link)

It whizzed over his shoulder as Amery jerked himself out of its path as he walked to meet Corner head on, intent concentration burning beneath the mask.

He cast a Cruciatus curse as a preliminary weapon on his way over, ignoring the throes of battle others around them had thrown themselves into. Focus. Focus, and precision, and a gleeful urge to see what Corner Conway could try to do to him.

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conways
2008-05-02 11:30 pm UTC (link)

They'd been given the go-ahead to use the killing curse as usual -- and nobody would question Corner Conway's judgment considering his seniority ... but he didn't like to use it. There was never any testimony from corpses, no useful information. He pursed his lips into a tight line and flicked another protective spell up in order to reflect the Cruciatus. If Amery thought things were going to be that easy, he'd be finished before they even got started.

"Stupefy!" He didn't stop walking toward the other man in return -- he wasn't about to be bullied by a Death Eater in this stage of the game.

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otets
2008-05-02 11:36 pm UTC (link)

He didn't flinch as he cast a shield over himself and continued the walk with the distance closing in. He wondered if they would come to blows should their wands get knocked out of their hands. He decided he'd like that, ultimately, because he measured the true brute force of a man, and the sound of necks snapping or limbs cracking was so much more satisfying when it came from your own two hands.

Though that didn't mean Amery was so ready to drop his wand a lay the first blow. He wielded it preciously as he deflected the stunner and sent it back in Corner's direction.

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conways
2008-05-02 11:42 pm UTC (link)

If they came to blows Amery might've been pleasantly (or unpleasantly) surprised to find out that Corner was relatively good with his fists. The key to being prepared was to be well-rounded, after all. Since volleying the stunning spell back to Amery again would only result in him having to deflect it again, he favored tossing it up and letting it fizzle out into a few colourful sparks.

"Incarcerous!" The rope spell always seemed to do little except distract the person advancing, however, so Corner had the good sense to follow it up with another expelliarmus and a good stupefy.

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