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


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Entry tags: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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[info]alaspooryorick
2008-05-01 07:17 am UTC (link)
It had definitely been quite a while since she'd felt a Cruciatus curse this intense and it was all that she could do not to scream - some part of her wondered if she actually wanted to and physically couldn't, but she pushed that thought out of her mind and instead set her jaw, fighting to at least get a look at him because damned if she wasn't going to remember the Exact Sound of his Voice and anything she might've been able to tell about that mask of his.

Then he was jabbing at her and she could feel her consciousness slipping away from her. It was a damned shame she hadn't been able to spit in his face, she thought absently as she gave another rolling shudder and lost her fight with the waking world. Hm.

Was she ready to die? It was an interesting question to say the least. At least she'd gotten in a good wound.

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[info]dominics
2008-05-01 07:27 am UTC (link)
Dominic threw off the curse about ten seconds after she stopped moving, and cursed under his breath. He always had had a shoddy sense of restraint when he was angry, and now he wasn't even going to be able to see the fear on her face when he delivered the final curse.

Well, what was done was done, and there was nothing he could do about that. He did get a bit of consolation in knowing, however, that the woman must not have been as powerful as he thought if she had lost consciousness so easily. Or maybe he just didn't know his own strength. Either way, it didn't matter, because as the Avada poised itself on his lips, he knew that she would be dead in a few seconds anyway. He couldn't, of course, just let her live after having confronted her like this.

"Ava---" His spell was cut off as an explosion sounded beside him, causing him to have to cover his head and neck from the falling rubble around him. As the dust cleared he looked around, and found a rather tall man in auror robes pointing a wand at him.

Fucking hell, this night just was not going his way. Without a look back to the woman, but not without a lament for her continued life, he chased off after the Auror. Well, there was always hope mental incapacitation.

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