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kobe p. t. ackerly ([info]catchmelove) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2010-07-03 12:07:00


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Entry tags:alecto carrow, danielle rookwood, death eaters, derek dobbs, dirk cresswell, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, greta catchlove, group, hecuba carnac, john mulciber, jonas ackerly, kobe ackerly, marissa macfusty, miranda frobisher, order of the phoenix, rodolphus lestrange

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As Jonas revved up for the last song of the day, Kobe smiled brightly at the crowd. The critics had been wrong. It was a peace rally that had gone off without a hitch and no sign of death eaters, anywhere! The extra security must really be doing its job, and everyone was having a blast. She'd even seen some aurors bouncing around to the music, too! Kobe was incredibly proud of her husband, and she looked up to the clear blue sky with a wide, toothy grin.

It faded slightly, however, as some dark clouds began to roll in over the park. Remarkably fast clouds, which didn't seem natural and were already thundering loudly. The weather report had claimed they would have clear skies all day, so this was strange and----Kobe slammed her hands over her ears as the loudest roll of thunder clapped itself over the park. Immediately the clouds seemed to open up and rain began to pour down on the crowd like buckets. Well--if bad weather was the worse of their problems, they'd done a pretty good job, right?

Kobe gasped as a bolt of green lightening shot through the crowd, followed by the terrified screams of the concert goers.

"No, nonono----" she let out from the side of the stage. Where had they all come from? The bloody sky? Kobe started towards Jonas, to pull her husband off the stage because while they had met during a catastrophe, she really did not feel like enduring another one, "Jonas!" she screamed, but was thrown off balance as the stage began to creak and shake as if an earthquake was beginning to rumble underneath.

Peace didn't stand a chance, these days.



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[info]__frankish
2010-07-03 03:58 pm UTC (link)
Frank was so sick of having to deal with death eaters. Sick of dealing with the shit they created, sick of constantly getting on the scene second, and sick of the fact that for every person they killed, the more they were winning. Winning! Voldemort and his drones were--- winning, they had the upper hand on the Order, there was a bloody traitor for fuck's sake (of course they still had no idea who it was). It was--- so frustrating, beyond frustrating! It was like he was doing nothing with the advancements they were making!

And-- and you would think with all the attacks and deaths rising, people would have some common sense! A peace rally? That had been attacked in the past? It was very obvious how today would plan out, yet here people were, acting like nothing was wrong until death eaters descended from the sky in the middle of a raging storm. They would need a miracle to turn the tables at this point.

Well. Frank took in a deep breath of air, his chest rising as his body grew where he stood. At least there were other aurors here in addition to the Order. It would help.... maybe they would even catch someone. He raised his wand high to shoot a quick spell at the falling debris of the stage. Deciding to start there first, he made his way over there as quickly as possible--- the heavy rain made it difficult to see and walk without slipping. Lovely.

"Watch out!" he yelled, pushing the closest person to him out of fire from a green light.

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[info]mulciber
2010-07-06 11:49 pm UTC (link)
Having applied a water-repelling charm to his mask, John could see quite clearly who had pushed the very fortunate blood traitor out of harm's way. That had been a curse his father had thrown. John had never known his father to miss. It made his blood boil, a bit, to know that it was Frank who'd been the culprit.

"It's Longbottom!" John roared over the rain in his father's direction, knowing that was all need be said about their foe. Longbottom was a cursed name in their circle. John knew it would bring them great merit to overthrow the Auror and Order member.

John looked to his father, who nodded as they split and edged toward Frank, each throwing hexes and curses. It nearly made John laugh to know Longbottom didn't stand a chance.

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[info]__frankish
2010-07-07 12:48 am UTC (link)
Frank didn't have time to see who it was he had pushed out of harm's way. Within moments, two dark figures had emerged out from the crowd toward him. Shit, really? He mentally sighed as his body revved up--- a very interesting feeling if one could ever experience. It was strange; with every fight his brain seemed to tire, but his muscles moved faster, reacted quicker and perfect spells and hexes just came to him. That wasn't... normal, he knew, but he hadn't died yet, so.

Dodging both wands at once, he pushed the person behind him even further back and slid to the right in an attempt to focus the death eaters attention in on him. Not that they really needed another reason to direct all their attention on him. Frank was fairly certain he accomplished that well on his own, regardless of other people around him or not.

Luckily Frank had the foresight to instill protego on himself to prevent minor hexes from causing too much damage (he couldn't dodge everything), but that still left him very much on the defense end of this duel in every form of the word. Taking a step forward, he held his ground and stopped moving back from them. Aiming at the taller hooded figure, he sent an immobilizing hex mixed in with a silencing charm and a binding curse to the other. At least one had to hit, he hoped.

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[info]marridgeback
2010-07-07 01:20 am UTC (link)
Today of all days, the peace rally was the last place that she'd wanted to be. Her sister had been delivered back to her such a short time ago, they hadn't been able to save her hand - this was difficult, deciding to protect all these people who were too stupid to stay at home and do a better job than this at not getting killed. She clenched her teeth tightly and looked around for the Aurors that she knew would be visible.

That was the point at which she spotted Frank in the chaos, apparently single-handedly dueling two Death Eaters. Now, it wasn't that she thought Frank was incapable, really - it was more of an issue that it was not at all fair. Frank was out-numbered and would be having twice as many hexes getting tossed at him. She wasn't going to have any of that, and when she spotted those goddamned Death Eater masks Marissa felt anger flare up. During the time that her sister had been held captive, she'd tried to think up charms that would hurt the people that had cut off Jinty's hand in the most creative of ways.

She growled out a hex toward the smaller of the two figures as she pressed through the crowd. If it hit, he'd feel a strange sensation across his skin, as if he were suddenly wearing a robe ... and it was growing smaller and smaller by the moment, tightening around him. If it grazed, he'd feel it only on the limb it hit closest to.

Marissa hadn't taken off the invisibility cloak yet, and she didn't intend to. Hopefully she hadn't given away her position, but just in case she tried to run a sizeable distance without letting the cloak drop to throw off the Death Eaters.

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