JAMES randall POTTER (misterprongs) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-07-27 14:39:00

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caradoc dearborn, dedalus diggle, edgar bones, emmeline vance, fabian prewett, gideon prewett, james potter, lily potter, peter pettigrew, remus lupin

Order
James sat in the corner of the Order house's living room, bending his shoulders in to fit against the walls. With his knees up and head pushed as far back as he could, it seemed that he was literally trying to disappear between the cracks, to become one with the stagnant, unfeeling wall. He couldn't hear the soft murmuring that was going around the house, he'd tuned himself out of that what felt like ages ago. If he dared pay attention again, it would only force him to listen to the crying and horrible mutterings of the rest of the Order. The only reason he'd left the house was to await any sort of news from the Longbottoms, who had apparently come up with a valid way to capture Travers, the fucking bastard---

"James."

His eyes lifted to stare up at Emmeline Vance, who was far too dressed up to be here.

"Why are you wearing that?" he muttered. She looked down at the green dress and sighed, pulling at the ponytail that looked like it'd been done and undone a hundred times.

"I was at Jugson's wedding when--everything."

"Oh." James looked down and across the living room to try and garner the other members' faces. He didn't want to deal with them, but felt this unnerving need to. "What?" he asked when Emmeline didn't move.

"I took a calming serum from the basement," she said quietly, "for--Anneliese, my friend? She's--Jugson, and...pregnant, and--"

"Fine."

He watched her twitch and then she turned to cross the room again, and James' gaze dropped back down to the ground. What the hell did it matter, anyway? Not like they did any sort of good any more, the Order. They'd let one of their own get taken, right out from under their noses. What was the point?

OOC: This thread is intending for...anything the Order wants to do. Rant/vent/cry/plan/plot/mentally ramble. Tag others or do a stand-alone, your choice. Getting them all together is the important thing.

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Emmeline & Elphias

violetto_phat
2008-07-27 10:54 pm UTC (link)

He was starting to think that no one was going to say anything. It seemed like the quiet that had sunk into the room would stay there forever, and they would spend the rest of the day with ringing in their ears. Unfortunately for Dedalus, the room wasn’t completely silent. No, he caught bits and pieces of people’s thoughts every now and then, wishing that he wasn’t so tense and stressed, which was why it wasn’t so easy for him to control it. As soon as he heard the first couple of words that were going on in some of the other members’ heads, he concentrated hard on shutting it off. Most of the time, he just caught ‘Oh my God…’s and things like that. Other times, however, he’d hear something different, something about Travers. He didn’t want to hear any of it, and he didn’t want to make it obvious that he was hearing it. So, he just sat there, staring at the floor. It wasn’t until he heard a conversation between two voices going on did he realize that people were actually talking.

Looking up, he stared up at Emmeline, listening to her quietly explain to James that she had taken something for Anneliese. The news that she was pregnant didn’t even do anything to him. Not right then. He had too been at the Jugson wedding, but unlike Emmeline, he had been able to change and get into more casual clothing the night before. Her still being in her dress didn’t surprise him at all. Actually, he would have been more shocked if she wasn’t still in her clothes from the wedding.

After the two had finished their conversation, Dedalus ran his hand through his hair, feeling his fingers tangle into his brunette strands. He sighed heavily, getting another visual of Travers being cut up into a million pieces (he couldn’t even count how many forms of torture had flashed into his head; the Order’s daydreams of revenge, for what had been done to Marlie and her family), and finally rose to his feet. His eyes met Emmeline’s, but he looked away almost immediately. He had been sitting next to Elphias, and gave him a look as well before he headed into the kitchen. He didn’t expect them to follow him out, but he just needed to get out of that room, for quite a few reasons.

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advancingly
2008-07-28 04:49 pm UTC (link)

Emmeline did not want to be there. She had no desire to be in the Order house, she had no desire to be near any of these people, she had absolutely no desire to be---to be--

She entered the kitchen because there was no where else to go, but it was the furthest away from where everyone was most miserable. She could ignore Prewett for now, because if anyone decided to be annoying, Emmeline had the feeling that no one else would notice if she blew their head straight off. She was so tired, so frustrated, so--she hated that she hadn't been good friends with Marlie, she hated that the last good time she'd had with the girl was Wizard of Oz, because the last thing that really stuck out to Emmeline were the older Gryffindor girls tearing the mickey out of her after the stupid gossip rag.

How stupid was that? She'd been quietly annoyed at them since school ended, and now it all seemed so ridiculous and petty that Emmeline couldn't believe she actually had bothered to care in the first place. The Order had been hit, and it had been hit hard.This was the start of something terrible, and Emmeline's quick working mind would not slow down enough to stop her from thinking: who's next?

Of course her thoughts flipped to Caradoc, he was the most obvious. Most of her reasoning behind darting her eyes away from Dedalus (though he didn't seem to be keen on making eye contact with anyone either) was to keep the flashing thoughts of Caradoc being discovered at bay. She forced them away (oh, yes, she was definitely going to pick up some Occlumency books after Caradoc's little stunt at the party) and pressed her fingers to her temple, trying to force herself to stay up without getting strung out on coffee and annoying everyone.

This needed to be over. Someone needed to get a time turner, go back to last night, and save the McKinnons. That was the only way the Order was going to be able to jump back.

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violetto_phat
2008-07-28 10:20 pm UTC (link)

Pulling out a chair, Dedalus let himself plop down into it rather unceremoniously, and crossed his arms on the table, letting his forehead rest on them. His eyes shut, and it wasn’t long until he heard footsteps enter into the room. Without having to look up, he knew who it was. Only Emmeline would have some of the visions in her head that were now popping into his own at random intervals. Caradoc would pop into his head every now and then, but so did every other order member. He didn’t know what she was thinking about that involved him, he just knew that he was there.

Her thought about the time turner, however, was much clearer. He got a bit tense, remembering back to when he once had one, and just let out a sigh. “It’s not that easy…” he muttered, not even thinking about the fact that he wasn’t supposed to even hear that. It took him a few seconds before his head lifted and he looked at her apologetically. “Sorry…I wasn’t trying to listen in, it’s just…every station is coming in at once. Sort of why I moved away from the crowd, since everything was just starting to blur together.” It was bad enough having to deal with his own grief about Marlie, but to deal with everyone else’s? No way…

He moved his arms, now resting his elbows on the table as he pressed his palms into his temples, staring at a vacant spot on the floor. “…I feel like I should be doing something more than what I’m actually doing…”

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