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Post by Bruce Goyle on Nov 13, 2010 22:33:23 GMT
*Shrugs towards Crabbe, not knowing what else to do and starts to follow.*
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Post by Walden Macnair on Nov 13, 2010 22:35:26 GMT
*Scowls and shuffles towards the entrance, looking out for anyone coming their way.*
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Post by Samuel Crabbe on Nov 13, 2010 22:39:29 GMT
*It had been a long while since he had last been involved in anything like this, so he nervously followed the two other burly brutes, thinking there would be safety in numbers, but not much else.*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Nov 13, 2010 23:02:10 GMT
*Having apparated shortly after Crouch and Amycus, he takes his place beside them with eager anticipation, wand at the ready and waiting for instructions.*
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Post by Barney Colsworth on Nov 13, 2010 23:09:00 GMT
*Having recently been back on his feet but not discharged from the hospital, he had taken to wandering the wards trying to fill his days with anything interesting.*
*He noticed that the reception area was becoming quite crowded as he made his way to the guest canteen.*
*Curiosity led him to take a closer look. As he drew nearer he began to recognise faces. He was not sure where or when, but they were something to do with the reason he was in the hospital.*
*That was it, these were the people he had seen when he escaped from the labyrinth all that time ago... before he woke up here...*
*He decided he was best backing off from them and quietly making his way back to his bed.*
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Nov 13, 2010 23:15:39 GMT
Search the wards and secure the area!
I want no one coming in or leaving.
Subdue anyone who resists. Kill if you have to.
Get me Potter!
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Nov 13, 2010 23:24:12 GMT
*Nods once at the Dark Lord and immediately makes his way out of the reception area and down a hallway in the opposite direction that Eruptat and the goons took, kicking every door open and searcing the rooms for Potter and his protectors.*
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Post by Barty Crouch Jr on Nov 13, 2010 23:29:52 GMT
*Follows Bletchley, searching alternate rooms, hoping for someone to kill or at least seriously injure*
*Grins beneath his death eater mask as he stalks the wards, trailing the point of his wand over the metal bed ends of the scared looking patients, all rather pathetic looking, but none of them Potter*
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Post by Amycus Carrow on Nov 14, 2010 19:22:08 GMT
::Marches off on his own, not wanting anyone to get in his way as he begins to storm through the wards, knocking over anyone and anything in his way.::
::The sadistic twisted grin on his lips would be enough for any Healer to admit him for madness as he kicks open one door after another, growling at the cowering patients, hexing them one by one for lack of answers on Potter's whereabouts.::
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Post by Walden Macnair on Nov 14, 2010 20:47:22 GMT
*Still at the entrance, watching out for anyone who may attempt to prevent the Death Eaters carrying out their task, he turns to call to the Dark Lord.*
We are meeting with minimal resistance my lord. It seems our presence is as yet unnoticed.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Nov 14, 2010 20:51:36 GMT
<Watching restlessly as the welcome witch shuffles through her papers, waiting for her to find something of use, his patience thinning.>
Then maybe we should make our intentions known.
<He flickers his wand>
Morsmordre.
<A cloud of black and green fog wisps from his wands tip and floats through the hallway, outside and into the sky, forming a huge Dark Mark to be seen for miles around.>
Get hostages, make sure nobody enters or leaves.
If anyone approaches, warn them that hostages will die.
Tell them that all I want is Potter.
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Post by Thorfinn Rowle on Nov 15, 2010 5:21:09 GMT
::Apparates in with a poof a black smoke, his eyes roaming and observing his new surroundings. Sees the Dark Lord holding the Welcome Witch by the neck. A smirk creeps onto his face, lightly chuckling under his breathe.::
::He awaits for further instructions as he twirls his wand in his hand. He tingles with anticipation and excitement.::
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Post by Baron Papanoida on Nov 15, 2010 22:53:21 GMT
*This was not normally something that he was on call for, but due to staff casualties and missing persons, law enforcers were almost down to a skeleton staff.*
*The dark mark above St Mungos was a haunting sign of the present times, and it meant all available hands must act.*
*When news had reached the Ministry, it circled fast, and the remaining Law Enforcement team shot to action. Clearly, somehow he was first on the scene.*
*He apparated outside the building, prepared his wand and approached slowly.*
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Post by Elric Marwood on Nov 15, 2010 23:03:49 GMT
*He apparated close by to where Papanoida had arrived.*
*His fingers twitched on his wand and he stared out towards the hospital, before raising his eyes to the dark mark above. He was nervous.*
*This was his first action in the role of Auror. Scrimgeour had given him this position and now the time had come to prove he was capable. It had been some time since he last dueled.*
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Post by Baron Papanoida on Nov 17, 2010 19:56:42 GMT
*His nerves ever so slightly eased by the appearance of an ally, he drew nearer to the hospital entrance.*
*He took a deep breath, and cast a silent Sonorus spell on himself.*
We know you are in there. In moments we will have the building surrounded and you will have no choice but to give yourselves up.
Come quietly and we will resolve this peacefully.
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