CHARACTERS:
truemask,
bestlieutenant,
inquisire and the residents of the East Dormitory
DATE: September 18 (Day 10/11)
RATING: PG-13 - R. Violence is likely!
SUMMARY: The East Dormitory is held hostage, and raids are conducted.
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it is the shape of a skull, with a snake coursing from its mouth in languid movements back and forth )
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He'd intentionally left the cell phone and ear piece in the room, just in case it went off and gave away their position, yet he heard the warning cheep of Hamlet as they neared the laundry room.
Ducking into the room, he didn't wait - he just shoved the dryer to the side a bit and knelt before the vent. He pulled at the latches and swung the door open, his impatience evident as he snapped back up to standing. The next instant, he was ripping the super-fiber cloak off his shoulders and wrapping it around Shion's.]
Hurry up. Get in and start crawling up. You hear anything behind you that's not me and you freeze, got it airhead?
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His eyed the doorway warily, the darkness foreboding. Even with his eyes now accustomed to the dark, he could barely make anything out in the hallway. Were those footsteps the trick of a paranoid mind or did they truly belong to a stranger's approach? Before Shion could make any confirmation, Nezumi had caught his attention again.
The cloak on his shoulders, Shion frowned unsure whether to protest the inclination that Nezumi might not be following or calling him an airhead while they were in a tight spot. Shion ducked into the air duct, turning to check if Nezumi was following close. ]
Nezumi?!
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A light leap had him crouched on top of the other dryer opposite the wall where Shion was. He reached up and placed his fingertips on the ceiling, ran them along the chipped and peeling paint as if frantically looking for something.
Let them think he was still looking for a way out, draw their eye from Shion. That's all he could really do, now.
That and hope the idiot was using the time to get away properly.]
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It's a miracle she doesn't come skidding across the floor when she appears in the doorway, but the imposing figure in the dark, tall with a wild mane of curls, and oppressively black robes holds an unnatural kind of poise.
Bellatrix Lestrange's eyes widen when they fix on Nezumi upon the dryer. Without a spoken word, her wand arm slices through the air, a spell aimed to send the boy toppling from his perch.
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The ominous cackle cut through his thoughts like a knife. Shion's breath hushed as he watched the intruder reveal herself. He can't leave him there. He can't leave Nezumi.
Fingers latching on the grate, eyes widen as the spell is cast.
No. ]
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But thrown he was.
Right off his feet and skittering across the floor to slam into the opposite wall. He winced as the breath was knocked out of him with the impact, then pushed up to one hand, shifted to look up at the woman... and then he smiled.
There was no mirth in the curve of his lips as he looked up at her with a quiet defiance.]
...Coulda just said 'get down' you know, but thanks for the help.
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Her head canted to one side, lips pulling into a smirk as she stepped forward slowly. "I'm going to make this simple for you." The green glow from outside bathed her face in an eerie play of light and shadow. "I'm looking for those escape tokens. If you have any, you'll hand them over, and I'll leave you be."
With Nezumi still suspended, Bella's gaze slid toward the grate behind which Shion was hiding, as if she somehow knew he was there. "And if you refuse to comply..." Fire sprung to life at the end of her wand as though it were the lit wick of a candle.
The threat was left to hang heavily in the air.
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Nezumi wasn't hurt- but if she hurt him...
From his point of view, her indicative gaze went unnoticed. All he saw was the flicker of fire come to life at the end of the pointed stick.
In a rush, Shion kicked down the grate hoping to create a sort of distraction for Nezumi. In a fluid motion he picks up the fallen grate and flings it at the woman. ]
Nezumi! The stick!
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Hopefully it'd be enough to make her drop the... wand.
She was really using a wand. Just where in hell had they been dragged off to?]
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The witch sprung into action, dropping Nezumi in favour of casting a shield charm to deflect the grate. Bellatrix twists out of the way of the knife, leaving a stray curl to flutter to the ground where it was severed from the rest.
With wild eyes she turns her attention toward Shion, transfiguring her wand into a whip to lash out with the intention of wrapping around his neck. "You dare strike against me?!" Bellatrix shrieks. "This isn't difficult, children! Yes, or no, do you have those tokens?!"
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And without a word, not even a hint of an answer or denial, he gave the whip a sharp jerk as he threw out a sharp kick, aimed right for her belly.
If he could get her down, and get this wand-thing away from her, they had a fighting chance of getting out of there alive. And to him, that was all that really mattered.
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Her shriek snapped Shion out of his stupor. Thought process clicking back into place, fueled by adrenaline.
Now
Shion caught hold of Nezumi's wrist.
"C'mon!"
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Though he did sweep down long enough to snatch his switchblade off the ground.
And he dis spare a half glance back to the woman scrambling after her wand before disappearing up the vent after the other boy. It was cramped, barely enough room for them to climb up, but dark and most importantly away from the crazy witch, so for Nezumi it was good enough.
So long as she didn't try to follow.
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They may escape her, but she'll claim victory by barring others from the same route. Even with implements of destruction, the next batch bright enough to try this way will find the wall fairly immutable - securely warded by Lestrange's powerful magic.
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