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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 17, 2007 15:59:24 GMT
*He fell into a deep sleep -
No! No! Dad no! Get out of here Athaniel!! He'll be here any minute! GO!
*He shoved Athaniel out of the way - the door burst open.*
Its time to choose your loyalities Rookwood! - *Came a cold voice.*
No! My Lord - We've always served you, always! Leave us be. I beg of you-
Thats not good enough Ambrose. *- The voice spoke again.*
Athaniel fled out of sight, but could still see what was going on.
Dad. Stop. Let me do it! I want to become a Deatheater....
*A much taller and older man came out, about in his twenties.*
No son...I wont let you-
I'm going to SAVE THE FAMILY dad!!!
I love those willing, come join me my son *- The voice was high and pleasured.*
I'm sorry dad, I'm joining.
*Augustus spoke cooly.*
To show your loyalty - you must kill your father. Whats the use of having a name if you are a disgrace to the wizard.
Avada Kedavra!
*Ace sat up bolt right, knowing he probably woke Seraphina up, he buried his face into his hands, holding back tears, breathing deeply.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 1:25:24 GMT
*starts out of her sleep as she suddenly falls back into an empty space where Ace had been*
*blinks as she yawns, trying to wake up*
*sees Ace slumped over, his face in his hands, and becomes alarmed*
Ace? Ace, are you all right?
*sits upright, reaching for his hands*
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 1:31:56 GMT
Yeah...I'm fine...
*He choked, lying, knowing she knew he was lying, from tears that drenched his hands.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 1:33:18 GMT
Don't lie to me...
*takes both his hands into hers*
What happened?
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 1:40:13 GMT
*He sobbed, he wanted to sob on her shoulder, and be embraced, but it was too unmanly.*
The-T-The mu-murder....th-that night, my dad.
*He continued to sob, unable to speak.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 1:43:58 GMT
*inhales sharply at the mention of his father's murder*
*remembers the day Rook told her the story*
*speaks softly*
You had a nightmare about it?
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 1:47:50 GMT
It-It-It was a -fla-flash back.
*He choked, gasped lightly the murder sitll vivid in his mind.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 1:52:32 GMT
I'm sorry...
*takes him into her arms, cradling his head on her shoulder, stroking his hair*
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 1:57:43 GMT
*He layed back, putting his hands to his face, tears still lightly streaming, he wiped them off.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 2:00:14 GMT
*waits a few minutes, still stroking his hair*
*bends her head down to look at him*
Do you want to talk about it?
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 2:06:21 GMT
*He hung his arm off the couch, cant help, but to look away from her.*
My father told me to leave the house, he just knew something was going to happen, then he came....that cold voice, he came, I fled, my father begged, the voice said begging was good enough. Augustus came, told them he wanted to join-My father said no, Augustus did it anyway...
We all thought that everything would be okay, then that voice said for my brother to murder our father-
There-th-there was that green illuminating the house, and I heard that terrible curse.
*He put his arm over his eyes.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 2:09:49 GMT
*is unsure of what to say*
*for the first time, feels herself torn between her godfather and her lover*
*hesitates before speaking*
He was trying to protect you, you know. Supposing he'd refused? You would all be dead.
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 2:12:33 GMT
*He wiped his tears away throwing his arm back over the couch.*
I know....I know...I know....why do you think I can never turn him or anyone in to the Ministry? I'd be-be a pretty bad payback.
*His muscles hurt, and his individual scars and bumps hurt, he just wanted to be held and loved at the moment.*
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Post by Seraphina Bloodworth on Nov 18, 2007 2:17:33 GMT
*gives him a gentle squeeze around his shoulders*
*wants to ask, but couldn't find it in her before*
Then why the career you chose? If you can't turn any of the DE's in, at least, not the ones you know... why bother? Doesn't that seem a bit... hypocritical?
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Post by Athaniel Rookwood on Nov 18, 2007 2:21:17 GMT
*He sighed.*
I dont know.........its just that, that I hate, I dispise that Lord so much!
*He gritted his teeth lightly holding back another streak of tears.*
Its truly his fault that everything happened the way it did.
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