|
|
Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Apr 11, 2009 21:55:03 GMT
**Feels the fresh air once again and regain his focus. Sees Moody on the ground surrounded by his own blood. Kneels by his side and grabs the wand from Moody's pocket. Casts a quick-bandaging spell on his wounds. Moody was week. Needing rest**
You're going to be alright, Alastor...
**Stands up and looks at his opponents. A serious smirk appears in his face**
Inanimatus Conjurus!!! **His deep voice echoed trough the dark shop. Some tables, counters and other types of furniture around them gains life**
OPPUGNO!!! **All the furniture surrounded the Death Eaters and attacked them hard. An animated counter bites Rodolphus in his leg, making him fall to the ground**
You're starting to annoy me, folks...
|
|
|
|
Post by Rodolphus Lestrange on Apr 17, 2009 13:25:18 GMT
*Screams in agony when the counted bites his leg and falls to the ground*
*Fights off the other biting objects*
Flagrate!
*Just about stands as the fire develops and disapparates*
|
|
|
|
Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Apr 17, 2009 20:58:55 GMT
**Smirks with anger as Rodolphus disapparates**One gone... and one to go... **Says by pointing his wand to Alecto's face. The furniture surrounding her waiting for her movement to attack**Are you good on decorating? **smirks**((OOC: Good fight Rodolphus, sorry for the misunderstandings... Kingsley and Alastor  ))
|
|
|
|
Post by Alecto Carrow on Apr 20, 2009 16:05:39 GMT
*frowned as lestrange disaperates leaving her there alone. She wished her brother were there to help, even though she could take care of her own.*
How juvenile Kingsley, attacking us with furnature. Now why dont you it off and lets have a little fun hm?
*she smirked at the auror*
|
|
|
|
Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on Apr 21, 2009 16:52:49 GMT
You don't scare me not even a little... **Kingsley smirked**
Very well... FINITE!! **All the furniture sorrounding them stopped moving instantly**
Let's fight one on one now...
|
|
|
|
Post by Alecto Carrow on Apr 27, 2009 16:48:48 GMT
Very well...
*she stepped back a few feet, holding her wand tight in her hand. She waited for him to make the first move.*
|
|
|
|
Post by Kingsley Shacklebolt on May 7, 2009 8:22:24 GMT
**Walks slowly in her direction still holding his wand**
"Do you really want to do this?" **He smirks, glances at the smoke left by Rodolphus** "Your buddy left you all by yourself... Are you sure you don't want to run away like a D.E. scum you both are? Oh well..."
**As Kingsley says it, a thought passes trough his mind. He was speaking just like them. Chuckles his head and point vigorously at the witch's hearth**
"STUPEFY!!!"
|
|
|
|
Post by Alecto Carrow on May 11, 2009 15:56:46 GMT
*Alecto threw herself to the floor behind some shelves. She grinned, her heart beating fast.*
You think me a coward? You underestimate me dear...Expelliarmus!
|
|
|
|
Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jun 17, 2009 1:28:54 GMT
*stands outside the shop, worry evident on his handsome face, his eyes travel over the wood boards over the windows, and a tear escapes his eye. He wishes he knew where his favourite uncle was, or at least if he was alive.*
*Takes a few steps closer, and lays a strong hand on one of the weather worn boards, pulling slightly. Surprisingly it pops off with amazing ease, either that, or he's just amazingly strong.*
*Moves close to the window, cupping his hands over his eyes to peer in, and takes notice of how disheveled the place is. Anger starts to build within, and he stands back, his fist flying at the bricks.*
ARGH!!!!
*He yells in pain as his hand connects to the brick. He looks down at his hand, and watches the blood ooze from the open wounds his the punch opened on his knuckles.*
*Shrugs off the pain, and wipes his hand on his black cloak, turns away from the shop, and heads for the nearest pub, desperately in need of something strong to drink.*
|
|
Aaron Tayllore
Respectable Ravenclaw 
Graduate
In the darkest place we'll shine.
Posts: 1,392
|
Post by Aaron Tayllore on Jul 8, 2009 20:34:16 GMT
*staggers/walks casually into the shop, furthering his shamelessly desperate job hunt*
*goes up to the counter, looking around at the shop he hadn't been into since he bought his own wand*
*looks around for any sign of life, but as the shop appeared deserted, he called a little louder than a normal tone...*
Hello?
|
|
|
|
Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jul 8, 2009 20:46:50 GMT
*Is happily cleaning up the back of the shop after getting the family's approval for reopening it. He whistles softly to himself as two brooms sweep up the lingering dust, and dust clothes fly though the air passing over the shelves as they do so.*
*Hears someone calling from the front of the shop, and about falls over.*
Customers already? But I haven't even gotten everything ready.
*Walks out to the front of the shop, letting the brooms and cloths finish their jobs, and spots a young man near the counter.*
Yes?
*He asks, his voice low and curious, eying up the boy.*
|
|
Aaron Tayllore
Respectable Ravenclaw
Graduate
In the darkest place we'll shine.
Posts: 1,392
|
Post by Aaron Tayllore on Jul 8, 2009 20:50:04 GMT
*sees the somewhat frazzled and overwhelmed looking man appear, and, despite the persons unhappy demeanor, he grinned brightly and had a comfortable stance*
Hello, well, I'm Aaron but I won't waste your time with small talk. I was just curious if I could have a bit of your time, please, and ask you if you knew if their were any open jobs of any type around - not necessarily here, though that would be convenient, but anywhere about.
*waits politely for an answer*
|
|
|
|
Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jul 8, 2009 21:03:11 GMT
*Looks at Aaron for a moment, puzzled, he thought he might be here to purchase a new wand. Blinks as his words sink in, and gives him a warm smile.*
No I don't know of any shops that need help, besides this one.
*Gives Aaron a good once over, and it seems there isn't anything dodgy about him so he continues on.*
As you can see the shop here has been out of business for sometime now, and things seem to have chosen this as a place for living.
*Frowns at all the dust, cobwebs, broken bits of wand, and squalid shelves.*
It seems, my friend, that you have come at a most opportune moment. I have found myself a bit overwhelmed, and desperately in need of help cleaning and sorting out this mess.
*Gives Aaron a small smile.*
Interested?
|
|
Aaron Tayllore
Respectable Ravenclaw
Graduate
In the darkest place we'll shine.
Posts: 1,392
|
Post by Aaron Tayllore on Jul 9, 2009 13:44:09 GMT
*feels himself being looked over, and laughs a little on the inside (because bursting out laughing at random is weird, just for the record*
*is slightly overjoyed, well, more like hysterically cheerful now, but still...*
*nods*
I'm all in. Thanks, so when do I start?
|
|
|
|
Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jul 9, 2009 19:03:36 GMT
*Wipes his hands off on his dust filled shirt, looking around quickly at how much work needs to be done before officially reopening. He sighs quietly, ready to call it a day.*
Would tomorrow work for you? 'Bout nine-thirty ish? It's mainly cleaning, and repairing shelves, any attention to the wands will be my main focus.
*Tiredly blows air through his lips, and he is getting quite hungry. He holds his hand toward Aaron.*
I'm Greyson by the way, nephew of the late Ollivander.
|
|
