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 Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:10 pm
  Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
Sixth Year
Mysterious Hideout Ronyo moved quickly as the black cloud moved away and more and more people could be seen moving about. He could see Sam with Remy and Cait doing his best to get them clear of the fight, and Heather running off with a roar towards the stairs. More people moved to the steps leading to the lower portion of the place and so Ronyo knew he should get himself down there if he could. "Elle! Help Sam with the girls, keep them covered while they work!" Ronyo then moved on and ran towards a group of oncoming Family members. A spell was fired at him and so he tucked and rolled forward and pushed off away from the spells impact. Ronyo's left wand came around and aimed at the foe's wand as it cast the disarming spell. The wand was pulled from the man's hand and Ronyo reached up and caught it between his ring and pinky finger. Ronyo spun then moving the captured wand to his back sheath for holding, knowing several of the captured witches and wizards would be weaponless, and then came up with a jump and a swinging leg at the now unarmed enemy. His foot smacked the man in the face hard, his training in China was not just spell work, and then landed and spun once again to avoid another spell. As he came back to facing forward Ronyo hit the man with two stunning spells back to back sending him spazzing to the wall and then onto the floor. Ronyo continued on through the wave of enemies and only smiled as he dashed in to the next opponent. His blackwood wand lashed out and deflected a spell as he ran up on a grizzled Family member. Ronyo went low and sweep his foot out in a spin tripping the man, as he felt Ronyo revered his spin and came back down driving his blackwood wand down like a sword. As the man impacted the ground and bounced Ronyo fired a stunning spell that shoved the Family member back to the earth with a crack. With that one down the path was clear and he ran on to the stairs and made his way down to see it filling up with wizards and vampires alike. Ronyo could hear Marina, Heather, and several others calling out to others down there and Ronyo just growled and apparated. He popped back in just in front of Heather and Marine, "Here Heather," Ronyo placed the captured wand in Heather's hand, "Don't go running off without back up please. We are a team remember." Ronyo saw the silver door and moved quickly and quietly up to it, his shoulder against the wall. He held his wands at the ready stacked on the door and motioned for Marina, Heather, and Jane to follow him and get behind him in the door stack. He looked to the Vampire and seerer who were now down with them and nodded. " All right Vampire, finish this. We will back you up."
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:15 pm
Slip out the back before they know you were there
and at the worst you'll see nobody cares, you don't want to be around when it all goes down...  William Dante Nott the Third Seventh Year, Slytherin Prefect
Ripped out from right under him, the world began to spiral. Centaurs stampeded within, and then bodies poured through the narrow crack like a break in the dam, flooding the cottage within. Magic sprung overhead, spells of red and blue and sickly green tumbled against limbs, wooden floorboards, and strewn about furnishings. Despite all that had been told, the younger ones ran headfirst, headstrong.
He could only sigh. He followed within, perhaps last, but that didn’t matter. His spells were defensive, wards and barriers and deflections casting back spells to the enemy with precise timing. All at once, fire hastened with greed.
The prisoners were gathered together, some horrified, others wrought with pain. The enemies seemed preoccupied so he slithered through the shadows, his attention wavering at the sound of a familiar name. Zane’s. He meandered towards the professor of ghost and ghoul studies, glancing upwards in time to catch the rising image of the blonde ex-Ravenclaw and whip his wand forward, ”corrumpo.”
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Location:
A mysterious hideout
Downstairs
Status:
Muffliato in effect (except voices)
Salvio Hexia in effect
╚══════════════╝ ..even heroes know when to be scared.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:16 pm
♫ Feeling: Betrayed.
♫ Company: A man, Mr. Terran, Remy, and Heather.
♫ What I'm thinking: Calm down.
♫ What am I doing; Waiting.
♫ Dating: Samuel Meridith.   Caitlin felt the chains loosen at looked down to see Sam had broke the chains, "Thank you, Sa-," She watched at Remy kissed Sam. Her eyes watered, but she didn't let a tear fall. She trusted Sam, she trusted them both and this is how they repay her? Caitlin stood up, but lost her footing and fell to the ground. Sam grabbed her hand and she shook her head. He fell again, and took her hand again. Then a man, who she assumed to be Jason, picked Remy up. Caitlin just sat on the ground, not even attempting to stand up, she was far to broken for that. First, she watched her dad get murdered, then was kidnapped, then while being saved her best friend and boyfriend kissed. "Leave me...Sam, leave me," Caitlin said, burning her wrists trying to pull the shackles off her hands. A tear streaked down her cheek, but didn't let anyway see. She needed her wand. She scanned the room, where the hell would it be? Caitlin gave up on the medal and stood shakily. Why couldn't this happen to anyone but her? Suddenly, exhaustion took it's turn at her and she crumpled to her knees. She let Sam drag her away, to tired to fight back.
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Diamond Wales Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:19 pm
 ▂▃▅▆█ Jason Hill █▆▅▃▂ Owner of Dogweed and Deathcaps
Alpha, Aconite Pack Jason glared over at Tammy. Honestly, he hoped the woman could keep her tongue still regarding the nature of the injuries, but he wasn't sure. So he improvised. "She has burns on her wrists and ankles. I should tear them apart for that. They obviously tortured her down there." He gave Remy a look that suggested that she should keep her mouth shut about her condition, but wondered if that would truly be effective. As it stood, he could only hope his pup had enough common sense for that. He stood and waited, his wand ready just in case someone decided to come and attack. --------------------------------------
Location: Hideout
State: Enraged
OOC: ...
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:19 pm
 ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖
☾Headmistress ☽
✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖ ♡ιηαяι εvεяηιgнт♡ мσσ∂ ---& {Hopeful} ❝I'm just a bad girl, that's why we get along❞ ❝Won't make excuses for anything I'm doing wrong❞ ❝I'll pull the trigger in a flash❞  Inari waited for the battle plan to go into place. When it was her turn she entered quickly getting a good position. Her wand was shooting out spells at anything aggressing her as she knew the difference between a friendly face and someone trying to kill you. Moving though people quickly, she protected the students best she could and was happy when they started to make it out. Strike yelled out grabbing her attention. Jack, her heart started beating so loud she could feel it in her ears. She wanted to rush over to him but she was still being attacked. Doing so as quickly as possible she took out her aggressor. Finally making it to Jack, the other to vampires also trying to help him though it seemed the chains were burning into their skin. She quickly just grabbed where they had started to weaken it and pulled it apart. Catch Jack as best she could she tried to hold him up. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a blood bag and put the opening in his mouth. If he was going to make it he needed blood and now."Jack drink!" ❝Watch out honey, step back❞
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:19 pm
I'm taking it slow, feeding my flame, shuffling the cards of your game
Marina Eugenie Aldred, Proud Halfblood, Slytherin Third Year
Wearing
Mood: Concerned
Thoughts: Is she insane?!
With: Heather and Jane
Location: Basement Marina nodded and got in position. She exhaled slowly, hoping this didn't end badly. She really didn't feel like dying tonight. Her parents were going to kill her when she got home anyways.
Prejudice is stubborn and ignorance is hard.
And just in time, in the right place, suddenly I will play my ace
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:25 pm
 ❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
HOGWARTS GRADUATE ￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬Tammy knelt beside the girl and examined her wrists. "You don't need to lie to me, Jason. I recognize these burns. I'll take care of her." Tamara pulled a small bottle from her bag and took the dropper from the top. She dripped the liquid inside the bottle over the silver burns, ignoring the light fizzling as the burns started healing. "It'll sting a bit, but then it feels better. You'll be alright." Tammy dripped the rest of the girl's wounds with the dittany, letting them heal the girl's wounds. "Jason, she'll be fine out here. If you want some revenge, I'll watch over her. Go and do what you need to."
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:32 pm
 ♛═━┈☆┈━═♛
Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
♛═━┈☆┈━═♛ ✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Determined.
✔Status: With Caitlin Engels Once they were all outside, Sam breathed a huge sigh of relief. Tammy came out right behind them and started tending to Remy's wounds. Sam needed to tend to Caitlin's. He crawled over to her and put his arms around her, pulling her close to him. "I'm sorry Cait," he whispered to her. "She didn't mean to kiss me." He held her against him, shaking slightly. Out Of Character: {Rawwk, Caitlin isn't bound anymore.}
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:35 pm
 ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄Zane▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄Acacia▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ➸Striker's Clan➸Shrieking Shack Bouncer➸ Come a w a y little light come a w a y to the darkness,
In the shade of the ☽☾night☽☾ we will come looking for you. ✘Zane was fighting off wizards when he heard Strike call for his help. He sprinted over to find Strike standing over his older brother. It was disturbing, to say the least. Seeing Arachnid tied up in chains like that. The fledgling needed to figure out how to help him. He tried to grab at the chains, but pulled his hand back, wincing at the pain. That meant that Zane needed a spell, but what spell.
Luckily, Zane's younger brother happened to be a professor. Even though he may have picked on Cinq, he was glad to see his fellow fledgling standing next to him. He listened carefully to Cinq's instruction. He had hardly heard of the Rusting Spell, but he figured that now was a good a time as any to learn. After all, they needed to free Arachnid. He didn't look too good. The fledglings probably didn't have much time.
"I haven't heard of this spell, but I'll try it. I make no promises," the young man admitted. If only he hadn't been expelled from Hogwarts. He hoped it would work. Zane couldn't afford to mess up. This was real life. Someone's life was on the line here.
He focused on the chains. The fledgling would need all the focus he could get in the middle of a battlefield. "Corrumpo," Zane said, enunciating each syllable. He watched as the silver started to rust away. It was slow, but it was going. ✘
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:48 pm
 Strike was behind Yuan the whole time. They, together, descended down the stairs. The air down here was cooler, and rank of blood. Strike put a hand to his nose instinctively. The smell was old, disgusting. It had been there for a few days. Left to stink and rot. The stench was only sensitive to his nose, however, because Yuan did not react to the scent. It was both a blessing and a curse to have such a sensitive sense of smell.
It was eerily quiet and they were being tailed by the students. Together, the group reached the bottom of the stairs. He sensed some people behind the silver door. A silver door, he mused to himself. He knew this was the place that the higher family would be. They would not expect Strike to walk through those doors. After all, they thought he was dead.
This, however, unnerved Strike, to the point where he turned to look at the students, "Stay here, if any of The Family comes out, get them," he smirked. That should keep them occupied. And it put them to use, honestly. They wanted to help, well, this was their chance to help.
Next, he nodded to Yuan. Strike had a plan, and hopefully it would not kill him. Hopefully, they were not ready for a vampire attack. Strike doubted it, though. They thought they were done with the vampires.◙■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■◙ Currently...What I'm thinking: Let's go.
What I'm doing: Getting bloody
Who I'm with: A lot of people
Where I am: Secret Hideout
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:55 pm
   ✺ Single✺ Chaser✺ Werewolf✺ Gryffindor✺ Fourth Year✺▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ looked at Jason. "I-I'm fine! Go save Heather!!" she pleaded. Jason seemed to be trying to hide her lycanthropy, and she was grateful. She watched as her wounds were mostly healed, and frowned. "Why won't they heal?" she asked quietly. She looked up at the woman when she asked if Jason wanted revenge. She knew she wanted some! If, you know, she could walk! She glanced over at Sam and Caitlin, her guilt hitting her. What better way to avenge herself then death in battle? Her emotional brain was flipping through several options, all of which were terrible. She looked up at Jason, her guilt-wracked brain making her cry. "J-Jason... I'm so sorry! I-I shouldn't have agreed to follow that guy!" she cried, flopping her face into his chest.
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Wearing{Out of Chasing:} ────(♥)(♥)(♥)────(♥)(♥)(♥)__ɪƒ ƴσυ'ʀє αʟσηє,──(♥)██████(♥)(♥)██████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧα∂σѡ.─(♥)████████(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт тσ cʀƴ,─(♥)██████████████████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧσυʟ∂єʀ.──(♥)████████████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт α ɧυɢ,────(♥)████████████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ρɪʟʟσѡ.──────(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ηєє∂ тσ ɓє ɧαρρƴ,────────(♥)████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɱɪʟє.─────────(♥)██(♥)ɓυт αηƴтɪɱє ƴσυ ηєє∂ α ƒʀɪєη∂,───────────(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ʝυѕт ɓє ɱє.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:55 pm
 ℋeather ℋawthorn❀ℱourth ϒear❀ℋufflepuff ℬeater❀ ℋalf~ℬlood❀Heather and DhylanSehza ℋeather was shocked at how many people were down here. She felt crowded, and instantly claustrophobic. Ronyo handed her a wand he had won off of a Family member, and she turned it over in her hands. "Thanks, Ronyo." she said. She was ready for the huge, silver door in front of them to open so she could kick some tail. But then, she heard a sound. A squawk and a caw. It was none other than... "Sehza!" Heather rushed into the darkest corner of the room, finding a metal cage that was padlocked shut. Pointing the foreign wand at it, her mind flooded back to Alchemy class. "Corrumpo!" The lock rusted, and Heather pulled on it with all of her strength. It popped off the cage, and she quickly opened the door. Sehza jumped out and into her owner's arms, cooing for her safety. "You're okay... Sehza, I need you to go upstairs and help anyone that's hurt." she said, petting the bird's head. She nodded, and cooed once again before flapping her wings and soaring up the stairs and into the room above them. Heather watched her go, then went to stand next to Jane. Her elder Badger and Chimera gave her a sense of comfort in being there. Listening to the words of a strange man with purple hair, she wondered who he was. Her second thought was that she was being forced to stay out of the room. A sigh left her lips, but she did not refuse. If things got bad in there, she would be here, waiting to help them if they accepted her help.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 5:55 pm
He felt himself slump forward into someone's arms ((Inari)), but could't tell who it was. He thought he had heard Strike at one point, maybe it was him? But then he heard other voices, all at once. Then, like a bell, Inari's voice. Her words made no sense to him, but he muttered, "Ngn... I-Inari...?" the name felt like it came out like sand.
His voice was gravely, hoarse. It hurt to talk. It echoed in his head like a cave. And his throat would not allow him to say much more. The smell of blood near and around him made him hungry and wretch at the same time. His limbs would not cooperate with him as he tried to stand. Tried to push whoever was holding him away. His eyes could not focus and his eyelids fluttered.
He couldn't tell if he was alive or dead at that point.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 6:01 pm
❤❤ T A M A R A♛R A D C L I F F E
HOGWARTS GRADUATE ￤￤ if you're going through hell, keep on going
xxxxxxxxxx x x ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬"Tamara," she said, pointing to herself as she removed linen bandages from her bag. She started to wrap the girl's wounds. "The dittany closes the wounds, prevents them from becoming worse. It heals them a little, but not all the way." Tam followed the girl's glance towards Sam and another girl. "Whatever happened is in the past now. Jason understands. Hold still, I'm trying to bind your wounds."
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