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Post by Lucius Malfoy on May 3, 2011 16:55:01 GMT
*The greater good. Gellert Grindelwalds slogan. Heap had often spoken of him.*
England is a very proud nation. You will find our ways quite different to what you are used to.
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 3, 2011 17:26:25 GMT
Yeah, proud and most of your politicians are idiots, with you as an exception. Shall we do a catch up?
I have one flaw in your idea. If I don't remember being held captive, how am I supposed to know I was so I can talk about it in the trail? If you are my lawyer, you could do most of the talking while I answers the questions directly asked me. You may excuse it that I'm German and don't understand all the big words. In a way, that's true, actually.
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on May 3, 2011 18:16:31 GMT
It will have to implied that you were captured.
*He continues noting his thoughts.*
Say that you met with Rowle, then you can not remember what happened next. You woke up in your room unaware that you had been Imperiused. Only as time wore on, did you realise what must have happened and then you fought off the curse.
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 3, 2011 18:21:21 GMT
Well, how do I realise I was Imperiused? That I experienced several periods were I felt a huge temptation to do what I did, whitout fully understand why it seemed so tempting?
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on May 3, 2011 18:23:41 GMT
Something like that I suppose. You will have to figure out those details, to make it more personal to you.
*He finished his notes.*
Yes... that will do.
*He nodded.*
I think I best get back now. I have a lot to think about.
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 3, 2011 18:26:04 GMT
Great.. *Rubs his leg.* Could you at least try to get my Vicodin back? It hurts...
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Post by Lucius Malfoy on May 3, 2011 18:30:34 GMT
*With a tired glance he replied.*
I will see what I can do.
*With that, he strode away, giving a nod to Ophelia as he went.*
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 3, 2011 18:31:47 GMT
Thank you, then! *Shouts after him.*
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 5, 2011 12:36:34 GMT
Heaps limps around in the cell with impatience all over his face.
"Can't those morons soon hand me my Vicodin!" he shouts before he start to hammer his hands at the door. "Guard!"
He stops suddenly and sits down with the back against the bars while he exhale deep and slowly. He looks down and sees a piece of parchment lying on the cold stone floor. He picks it up, and looks at it. It's nothing written on it at all, but it has drawing on it. A drawing of a odd kind of triangular rune that Dark Wizard Gellert Grindelwald used as his sign. He picked it up and looked at it for a long time, before a memory came back to him. The symbol had been on the wand Dumbledore stole from Grindelwald. Heap knew this because it was therefor he and all other follower of Grindelwald was told to engrave the symbol on their own wand. He remembered Albus Dumbledore had mentioned a name on the wand. What was it? Something having to do with the wand being old? The Older Stick? No, of course not, that sounded stupid. What was it made of? What kind of wood would the wand be made of? Grindelwald once mentioned the name. Wait! He remembered it! An old wizard saying! "Wand of elder, never prosper"
"Guard!" he shouted, while smiling. He putted the symbol down in his pocket. "I need to see some one! I need to see Lucius Malfoy - and, my vicodin!"
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Post by Arnie Peasegood on May 5, 2011 17:32:33 GMT
*He ran in, wand ready for action.*
What is this noise about?
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 5, 2011 18:42:24 GMT
I'm in pain! I need that pill glass you confiscated. It's just pain killers, so my leg won't hurt so much...
*Rubs it, and starts to get all sweaty of trying to not scream.*
I need that orange plastic containor you took, and I also need another short talk with Mr. Malfoy. Tell him it is of greatest importance.
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Post by Arnie Peasegood on May 5, 2011 20:37:03 GMT
Stop whining!
*He barked it out in his strong accent and paused for a moment to get his desired effect.*
I'll get a healer. You just shut up.
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 5, 2011 20:54:28 GMT
*He looks up.* I need my Vicodin, not a healer. If it was that simple, I could fix it with 100% more ease than any of your people... And as I said, you are to bring me Mr. Malfoy. As I am waiting my trail, and are a prison for -, well, being a prisoner for Merlin know what reason, I have the right to talk to the person who will speak on my behaf whenever I want and need it to be so.
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Post by Arnie Peasegood on May 5, 2011 21:09:32 GMT
*His brow creased in annoyance. Who did this guy think he was making demands from the wrong side of cell bars.*
You have the right to shut up!
Malfoy is not your butler.
*He put his wand away and smirked.*
Maybe I just let you sit there in pain for a while longer huh?
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Post by Rydiger von Heap on May 5, 2011 21:20:18 GMT
In that case, I'll sure Scrimgeour will give you a nice little Order of Dissmisal. Toture is a illegal practice, you know.
Now, where was I? Ah, yes. Mr. Malfoy. Well, I never said he was my servant, but as a prisoner, I has the right to talk to him about the preparations of my trail with or without the prison guard's blessing.
But now as I actually have you here, after my little chat with Malfoy, do you agree to join me in a bit of card game?
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