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Mar 11, 2016 15:58:19 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2016 15:58:19 GMT -7
"If you can walk, follow these aurors out to the back of the house, if not stay where you are and I will get you out of here."
Marcia saw Harry Potter acknowledge her concern about their wands and one of the aurors, a woman, sped off to find them it seemed. When the woman returned and started distributing wands, Marcia took hers and pocketed it quickly. Then turned to Cain, a small smile forming on her face as she reached over and clasped his hand in hers. "Come on, babe, let's get out of here," she prompted him as she tugged gently on his hand, noticing his wince of pain as he double over a moment before, she didn't want to be too hard on him. She waved over the female auror after she had finished giving everyone their wands. "He needs help," Marcia said, gesturing to Cain beside her. Nevermind her own wounds and mental incapability to think completely straight right now. Cain was obviously in much worse condition than she was.
Other students started following Aurors out as Harry had suggested and Marcia took one step toward them before her head started swimming. She glanced up at the woman and Harry, "I may need some too," then her knees buckled beneath her and she blacked out.
@peoples
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Mar 11, 2016 16:23:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2016 16:23:30 GMT -7
Students started to come out with Aurors in the lead, attempting to get them safely to Leslie and her team from the house and through the mercs that had been left behind. It was clear that Elaine was nowhere to be found yet, and Leslie counted the students that were coming out. One, two.... quite a few were missing still, but she had a feeling they wouldn't find them... at least not all of them.
Then Carson came out with Raleigh at his side. Carson was holding someone in his arms. Leslies hand flew to her mouth and she moved toward him, catching Raleigh Flints arm when she made it to them. "Raleigh, thank heavens. Royal will get you to your family," she gestured to him and the others who were already helping the other few students.
Her eyes landed on the girl in Carsons arms and a hand flew to her mouth. She barely recognized the girl with all the damage that had clearly been done to her. She looked back at Carson, then at Braelynn again, then up at Carson. She lowered her hand, "no... no. Is she...?" Dead. She looked dead.
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Just tagging those who have already posted. I'm sure this won't go on too much longer: @carson @leigh @crystal7 @jaeger @hermionejean @leslie @superluigi64 @royal @nighthawk @marcia @casey @cainedge
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Mar 12, 2016 9:26:29 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2016 9:26:29 GMT -7
It was easy to be selfish. But it was also easy to look into those kids’ eyes and see that whatever had happened to them inside the house, it had been bad. As much as Royal wished that he could stand and wait for his sister to return, he knew that the boy, the one that Professor Meagle called Raleigh, needed medical attention. Even more than that, he needed someplace that he was safe. Apparently he had a family, because the professor seemed to think that the boy needed to get back to them. That was enough for Royal; even if he couldn’t get his family back, he could help another one be stitched back together. He offered his hand to the boy, and when the grip was tight enough, whirled them away from the house.
Is she…? The words stuck in his head, though he had no recollection of hearing them, nor of seeing the ‘she’ Professor Meagle had referred to. Terror seeped through him, but Royal bit his lip so hard that blood was drawn, intent on keeping his course. When he had delivered Raleigh safely into the arms of the people waiting on the other side, Royal pitched himself back through the tube that was Apparition. He lost a fingernail along the way, but splinching was a small price to pay to see if his worst nightmare had come true.
The girl in Carson’s arms was not his sister. He didn’t know how to feel about that; on one hand, it meant that his sister wasn’t unconscious, or dead, or whatever the girl was. On the other, it meant that she was still inside. All the reasons he could think of for his sister not yet having emerged were unpleasant, to say the least. He wiped the blood off of his lip, leaving a crimson smear on the back of his hand, and turned to the group of Aurors. “Have you seen my sister?” He didn’t know what he was going to do with the answer. Questions swirled in his head, vying for dominance, but the only thing that Royal really wanted to know was if his sister was still breathing.
(permission from shadow to powerplay Raleigh)
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Mar 19, 2016 20:35:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2016 20:35:30 GMT -7
Addie was sitting against a wall when the Order arrived. She had grown weary, her rationale telling her that with every day that ticked by, they were less and less likely to be found. Even the plant seeds that she, Zander, and Casey had found on their persons had done little to boost her confidence. As the others flooded out to safety, she stayed behind, wondering if it was merely a dream.
Finally, with everyone else outside - those that were still alive, at least - she rose on shaky feet and made her way outside, still lost in her dreamlike state. Some of the students had disapparated already, and Order members and Aurors were milling around, assisting other students. She knew she looked like a wreck, eyes dark and baggy from the lack of light and days of torture. She still wasn't entirely sure the scene around her was real. Probably just another form of torture from the mercenaries: let her see what she needed to see, then blast her with another Cruciatus curse.
"Have you seen my sister?"
Addie looked around, recognizing the voice. It was unmistakably Royal's. She hoped this wasn't a dream. What crueler form of torture could exist than to make her think that her brother was here, that he was looking for her? Her eye finally caught hold of the dark-skinned man. He looked frantic and almost as unnerved as she did. She walked slowly toward him, hoping the dream would dissipate before she was met with disappointment. "Royal?" she called out quietly, not sure if she would even be heard over everyone else.
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Mar 20, 2016 18:28:03 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2016 18:28:03 GMT -7
The students were safe, or rather as safe as they could be with the Order surrounding them. But his moment of weakness seemed to have attracted the kind of attention he had been trying to avoid. He put his hand to the wall, bracing himself. He was fine. He had to be fine. Gritting his teeth he pushed himself off the wall. These students didn't need to see this, no, he could hold it together til they were completely safe and home with their parents.
"I'm fine." he breathed, closing his eyes for a moment to gather his strength. When he opened his eyes again he felt adrenaline pump through his veins and he stood up straight. "Let's get these kids to safety, they are the goal right now. Let's move them up to the apparition spot and get them out of here. Go!" He ordered, his voice suddenly much stronger than he felt.
Making sure everyone had a wand Harry moved to the front of the line and cleared the way for the students to follow him up and out of the creepy basement. A simple stunning spell did the trick most of the time, and he only had to resort to a curse once. He came out through the front doors, holding it open while the students left the building. He felt the adrenaline leave his system, it seemed that was the only thing powering his body. As soon as the last student was through the door he felt himself starting to fall to his knees. No, he was stronger than this. He could make it through. He tried to pull himself up, but his muscles betrayed him.
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Mar 20, 2016 18:42:23 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2016 18:42:23 GMT -7
@adelaide && @zander && @marcia && @sophia && @cainedge @crystal7 && @nighthawk (tagged the adults near casey) "I'm fine." "Let's get these kids to safety, they are the goal right now. Let's move them up to the apparition spot and get them out of here. Go!" casey frowned but dropped it for now, starting to make his way to the exit with them all, his wand was useless so he tried to help the people who needed it. it was chaos though, the hurried moving it was hard to keep up with everyone. he made sure he kept to the back though so no one fell behind. it wasn't like he could stand at the front and fight so he stayed where he could be of some use to the other students. he felt himself wanning though, the effects of the last few days taking it's toll and the adrenaline that had been surging through his system was starting to seep out now it had hit him they were getting out and were more than certain safe. his arm was killing him now and every step he took was horrible but he kept going with the rest of them. hurrying out of the door he glanced back over his shoulder and frowned a little, seeing harry potter falter. that was a sight he never thought he'd see. his best friends dad was strong right? he'd never be able to face james again if he left his father like that so he hurried back to harry and tried to grab him to help him stay on his feet. "you need to s-ttay standing for your feet to work" he ground out through gritted teeth as trying to help harry hurt him in ways he never thought possible. there were people running toward them now, wands raised, wands down so it was hard to see who was supposed to be helping them or not. a flash of red suddenly appeared in his vision and before he could get out of it's way it hit him square in the chest and sent him sprawling backwards away from everyone, everything going black before he hit the ground, unconscious.
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Mar 20, 2016 19:44:30 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 20, 2016 19:44:30 GMT -7
Hermione saw Harry fall as though in slow motion. Memories flashed before her eyes; seeing him limp and still in Hagrids arms after the battle of Hogwarts, watching the bones disappear from his arm. The worry she felt during those times came back tenfold now as she rushed over to her best friend and slipped his arm over her shoulders. “Thank you Casey-” she began to say, but before she could finish a stunning spell hit him square in the chest and he crumpled unconscious to the ground. Hermione's field of vision narrowed in on the incoming attackers – she certainly wish Ginny and her reductor curse were there right now. Expertly, she shot Stunning and Body Bind curses at the newcomers. “Harry, if you have the strength I need you to perform a Shield Charm so I can get us to the Apparating point,” she whispered to him. She signaled for Winter to come over. “Winter, get Casey and get him out of here. I think trying to wake him now would only slow you down, but do what you must,” she instructed her.
As the younger Auror went off on her direction, Hermione tightened her grip on Harry. “Harry you've done all you can here now, Neville has got this. I need to get you to St. Mungos or at least to Caroline in the Hospital,” she said very fast, a flash of Hermione of yesteryear showing through. Casting her own Shield Charm, she used all of her strength and helped Harry start to move towards the spot where everyone was Apparating. “It's alright Harry I've got you,” she said, trying to sound reassuring when in reality, she was terrified.
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Mar 21, 2016 16:58:13 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2016 16:58:13 GMT -7
Harry Potter was not incredibly prideful, he thought he accepted help very well, and way better than he had when he was younger. But when Casey, one of the students he had just rescued, came over to him and helped him up, Harry was mortified. But he accepted the help mostly because he was too weak to protest. He could hear the pain in Casey's voice as the student reassured him, encouraged him.
The world had slowed down, nothing moved quickly, least of all his thoughts. He saw the world in slow motion. The stunning spell exploded from the offending wand in a burst of red light and moved through the air in a straight line. Harry saw it hit Casey's chest and his eyes roll back into his head. The youth fell to the ground, it seemed to take ages for him to hit, and Harry wasn't far behind. Landing on his side, Harry's line of vision allowed him to see Hermione running toward him. Her words were drawn out and his brain struggled to process what she was saying. By the time he registered what she had said, she had already made a shield around them and was carting him over to the apparation site.
St. Mungo's. He should go there, that would probably be for the best. Maybe they could figure this out. This weakness was getting worse, but sometimes it wasn't there at all. It had never been this bad before, and he could always force himself through it. What could even be happening?
Hermione's voice was strong but Harry knew her well enough to know that she was freaking out. He could tell her there was nothing to worry about. Well, he could if he could make his mouth work. He couldn't seem to make anything work. He tried to reach for his wand but ended up just twitching his fingers. Exhaustion was creeping up on him. Which was ironic because he had thought that was what this was, apparently not. His eyes fluttered, and with an exhale, his consciousness slipped away.
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