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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]bigd
2010-07-07 04:44 am UTC (link)
Derek paid no attention to the slippery mud he had to have been covered in, or the rain that ran down his face and into his eyes, obscuring his vision of the wizard's face in front of him. Instead, he drew his wand along the curve of the man's neck in a way that could only be described as delicate, teasing, the corners of his mouth turning up in a manner most uncharacteristic of himself. "Didn't even have to use my wand on you," he murmured. "How do you like that, you worthless fuck, felled by a filthy Mudblood because you can't fight like a man." Death was too good for a coward like Charles Warrington and his new promotion. Derek had a good mind to administer a little justice of his own.

The presence of his cousin nagged at his subconscious, however, and he turned his head from the unmasked Warrington, looking at the Death Eater at Dirk's feet, then at his cousin. "You need to leave, Dirk. Before something else happens, do you understand me? Get out. Now." His tone brooked no refusal.

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[info]gogoblins
2010-07-07 01:59 pm UTC (link)
He had every intention on jetting out of there, of getting away from the chaos and the mess, but Dirk felt frozen at the sight of Derek being---very unDerek-like. Instead of just arrested and immobilizing the death eater he was...well, to Dirk it looked and felt like he was actually going to kill the bloody death eater.

"Derek--" he said nervously, wiping at his face because the rain had begun to pour down harder. Dirk squatted, for a second wondering why he wasn't more nervous about being in a park full of death eaters, and gestured toward the unconscious sack of cloak on the ground. He knew this man, he'd shared coffee with him and jokes and---he had a kid, that was just..."Derek, just tie him up and---petrificus totalus! He won't be going anywhere and---don't---"

He couldn't say what he didn't want his cousin to do and continued to look around with a worried expression. Derek didn't need to kill the death eater, that would--that wasn't right, no matter how wrong the death eater was.

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