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Brief Respite; Year 6 - Day 6 - During the Knight Attack
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Bannishtar	Feb 10 2012, 05:11:07 PM Post #21
Divination Professor and Deputy Headmaster,...as odd as that sounds. Posts: 546 Group: Gryffindor Head of House Member #1,541 Joined: Aug 14 2010 Age Approximately 24 years old. Location My home is Hogwarts, my heart in the forest, my mind I share with the children, my soul resides in the stars.	Alphonse had said "Baker", but it was clear that the spell was intended for Bannishtar. The green light rushed towards him and Amera, and he had no choice but to dive into the glowing floo-pond. "Hospital Wing!" cried Banni. The water around him suddenly became a glowing green whirlpool which obscured his vision. The rushing onset of death faded to be replaced by the rushing sound of water instead. Bannishtar felt as though he were being flushed down a drain. The killing curse struck the whirlpool, sending a wave of water in all directions, but it was too late: Bannishtar and Amera were nowhere to be seen.



Hellius Surla	Feb 10 2012, 07:19:31 PM Post #22
If we see a man glorifying his race, gender, or creed, we can understand there is nothing about himself that deserves glorification. Posts: 3,365 Group: Gryffindor Prefect Member #14 Joined: Jan 3 2007 Age 17 Location California Real Name Cody Character Age 16 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location In the courtyard	Hellius closed his eyes as he stepped into the smoke of the room, the thought and memory of Addie being sucked into the sand replaying over and over again in his mind. He tried not to breathe, and as he focussed on the anger building up again, he didn't feel like he needed to. His fists clenched. His teeth ground. Two dark, radiating tentacles swept out from within the smog; blindly and clumsily swiping through the room like the arms of a kraken. As it collided with stone and ash, the tip whipped craters before momentarily pausing, gathering force and acceleration before sweeping through the room again. The Surla boy held his elbows to his sides with his palms raised towards the ceiling. He did not care who was swept into the danger field. Edited by Hellius Surla, Feb 10 2012, 07:19:52 PM.



Brock Baker	Feb 11 2012, 08:08:14 AM Post #23
Auror \| DADA Teacher \| Head of MLE Posts: 483 Group: Magical Law Enforcement (M.L.E.) Member #1,877 Joined: Jan 6 2012 Character Age 29 RP Relationship Status Married to his job, sorry ladies (웃ϟ유)	While he had witnessed so many bizarre, gruesome and repelling sights it became impossible to keep score, Baker was positive this spectacle topped each and every one of them. "Well fuck me..." the man muttered as the once unrecognizable, well-done piece of meat reformed into its previous image if a living and breathing man. Or was it? The repetitive threats on his life ceased to have any effect years ago, so it didn't take Brock all that long to regain his composure - albeit somewhat longer than he'd have liked. His mind once again started racing, looking for another way to dispose of this creature as it relayed its schemes. Baker had never been an overly patient man to begin with, unless it was absolutely necessary to hold back for the sake of a mission, and this quite ordinarily commenced Tuesday was becoming way too long. If it really turned out to be the last day of his life, well then he would just have to go with a bang, wouldn't he... "I was afraid you wouldn't ask," the Auror smirked, prepared for the killing curse that was sure to come in an encounter with a Knight. Only this time, surprisingly, it wasn't directed at him. Bannishtar; however, managed to escape with the girl, leaving him alone with the beast and its brother. Brock couldn't say he minded. On the contrary, he'd always preferred to work alone as even his most skilled colleagues could prove unreliable at times. And, without having to care for anyone else, Baker's hand was free to strike at will. But, of course, there was still the boy. Could he be even saved? For the first time, he begun to consider the student as a weapon and not merely as a victim, but it might have been too late for that. Before he could so much as raise his wand again, a strange shadowy tentacle suddenly swept through the hazy air before him. Baker jumped back as it brushed by his leg, slitting through his trousers and cutting open his thigh, leaving a clean long gash in its wake. It stung. Not unbearably so but enough to make him pay more attention to their movements. Pressing his back to a wall, he tried to fend them off with a simple shield, but it appeared not to have any effect. Was Alphonse doing this? It didn't seem so. Although the smoke still obscured most of the room, he caught a glimpse of another figure near the doorway. Deciding to make use of the distraction, rather than question its origins, Baker focused on the Knight's newly acquired wand. With a subtle flick of the wrist, a Disarming charm bolted off towards it. Brock didn't wait to see whether it hit and soon had another set of ropes springing to Ian's bleeding frame with an intention of pulling him closer.
	" Brock Baker allows the Chuck Norris meme to exist." <3 Eme


Alphonse de Pointe du Lac	Feb 11 2012, 08:39:23 PM Post #24
Former Public Servant Posts: 517 Group: External Citizen Member #1,537 Joined: Aug 14 2010	Oh damn, thought Alphonse as the horse got away, Ah well. He turned back to Baker as he responded to his corny quip in kind. "Oh, you don't have to play along, you know," said Alphonse, "but thank you--Tentacles?" Alphonse lept back as black tentacles squirmed their way out of the darkness behind Baker. The auror was struck in the leg, but the serpentine shadows continued to flow through the space at great speed towards Alphonse, reach out to grasp him. "I'm not a Japanese schoolgirl! Expecto Patronum!" A silver raven shot out of Alphonse's wand and dove at he tentacles, grasping them in its beak and talons until the evaporated. The glowing raven, too, disappeared after that. Alphonse looked straight ahead. Luckily, that bastard Baker had the forethought to protect the boy--though, Alphonse supposed, if anyone was smart they would have offed the boy a long time ago. Principles are stupid, thought Alphonse, and so is the Headmistress. ((OOC: ZING!)) Before Alphonse could attack them, like he was about to, a bolt of scarlet red light painted the room read as it charged at him. Not this shit again, thought Alphonse as his wand flew from his hand and into the darkness of the charred forest room behind him. "Time for some bloody serious deja-vu," said Alphonse, unsheathing his silver rapier. The blade immediately burst into an enchanted flame, brightening up the room. "You know, the other Knights just don't use our patented flaming swords enough," said Alphonse, "Especially a lot of the newbies. They probably don't even realize they've got a inferno strapped to their hip. I don't even know why Azariah bothers making these anymore." It occurred to Alphonse that Baker might try to use Ian as a shield, which would be a bloody smart thing to do, so Alphonse merely waited to see what Baker would do next. The brightened room did make it so Alphonse could spot the originator of the shadowy appendages that had almost made mincemeat of everyone in the room. "Nice tentacles, Surla," said Alphonse, calling out into the far part of the room where Hellius was, "Merlin knows there's just not even wanton destruction going on. Honestly, do you know how hard I'm trying not to have to kill you? I just want some damn recognition for the trouble I go through. It's like you've got no survival instinct of your own, the way you keep doing things that people do when they want me to make them dead." Edited by Alphonse de Pointe du Lac, Feb 11 2012, 08:46:14 PM.



Ian de Pointe du Lac	Feb 11 2012, 08:55:31 PM Post #25
Seventh Year Posts: 2,280 Group: Slytherin Member #1,536 Joined: Aug 14 2010 Age 22 Real Name Tony Ray Vick Character Age 17 RP Relationship Status Single RP Location Azkaban	He'd failed. When Ian defeated Alphonse in the far parts of his own mind, just moments before Alphonse had used Ian for his real goal, Ian had thought he'd won. But instead Alphonse put some kind of block on his mind. He'd been stuck in some kind of limbo, without memories of who he was. He merely perceived that he was, and all of the things he saw before him--all the scenes of the battle he saw with is eyes open--were unimportant. Only when Alphonse called for him again did he find a purpose, and that purpose was to restore Alphonse. He'd taken a bit of Ian's own flesh to do it. Oh, god was his leg in pain, not to mention his scar. And now Alphonse had the wand. All of Ian's weapons against Alphonse had been taken from him. How could anyone defeat him now? Suddenly, more ropes wrapped around Ian and he was pulled away as a shadowy tentacle struck where his body had been moments before. He cried out as he was pulled, his damaged leg flopping about as he came nearer to Baker. He breathed heavily, somehow still glad to be alive. At least his self-preservation instinct was still in tact.
	Thanks Beth! I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin' I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall. --Bob Dylan


Brock Baker	Feb 12 2012, 08:43:20 AM Post #26
Auror \| DADA Teacher \| Head of MLE Posts: 483 Group: Magical Law Enforcement (M.L.E.) Member #1,877 Joined: Jan 6 2012 Character Age 29 RP Relationship Status Married to his job, sorry ladies (웃ϟ유)	Once Ian was hauled over to him, Baker had no time to deal with the leg but at least was able to stop the bleeding and take the edge off the pain. "Any pointers?" he addressed the boy with a low chuckle, not quite believing he was asking a student for advice. "Because now would be great time to come clean with any other nasty surprises he might pull out off his ass. Diamond skin, x-ray vision, retractable claws..." Brock started suggesting, but trailed off upon seeing Alphonse wield a flaming rapier instead. "Neat." It soon became apparent there was another Elementium in the room. Weren't they supposed to be rare? This one appeared to be the student he'd encountered earlier in the Entrance hall littered with lifeless bodies of Amaranth's followers. Maybe it really was his work, in which case his powers could come in handy. As much as Brock would have loved to deal with Alphonse on his own, it was painfully clear he stood little chance against the Knight. If common magic didn't work, maybe Elementium would. "Do you even know how to use that?" Baker asked Alphonse sceptically, straightening up. Coming to a conclusion it wouldn't hurt to play his game for a while, and hope for any gaps in the man's defences, no matter how unlikely, he cast a summoning charm to deliver what he knew was just outside the door. Within a moment's time, a large sword came shooting into his open palm. The Scottish claymore was well preserved, as if only crafted days rather than hundreds of years ago. Baker had tried out a lot of unusual sports with his tight knot of old friends, swordplay being one of them. It had only been a recreational pastime so there were only so many moves he got familiar with, but a longsword was undoubtedly his favourite blade. Rapiers just seemed too frail and girly in comparison. The claymore's weight was briskly reduced to tilt the scales, and Baker proceeded to strengthen its sharp steel to withstand any potential magical properties of his opponent's weapon. At last, he brought the now faintly glowing sword to his eyelevel for inspection. "Much better," he commented with a smirk, wondering whether it would make cool swooshing sounds as well. "The winner gets the castle," Brock suggested before tilting his head in Ian's direction, "and the comely princess?" His chestnut wand was pressed against the hilt of the sword as Baker gripped it with both hands, advancing forward. With any luck, the Surla boy would not hit him this time.
	" Brock Baker allows the Chuck Norris meme to exist." <3 Eme


Cylas Elliot	Feb 12 2012, 06:54:12 PM Post #27
Auror Posts: 290 Group: Magical Law Enforcement (M.L.E.) Member #1,856 Joined: Nov 16 2011 Gender Female Blood Status Muggleborn Age 23 Location Somewhere out there Real Name Teresa Character Age 25 RP Relationship Status Till now, I thought all girls were the same RP Location The Grounds	The only thing Cylas could think of when he ran up to the scene was what was next? He had to pick where he was going first, there was so much to take in. His first reaction was to take a step back, and when he did he quickly took three more forward, pushing past the boy that was standing in front of him. He saw Brock up ahead and the man he recognized as Alphonse, both with swords in their hands. Ian was lying close to Baker on the ground. From where he was, Cy couldn't tell if the boy was conscious or not. There were ashes, charred remains and rubble everywhere. That must hast been the idea today- tear the castle down. By this point, those of them who were in here still in the castle should be grateful it hadn't collapsed yet. He didn't have a clue what to do now. He was here, and Baker generally seemed to be handling himself fairly well against the man who just brought himself back to life as Banni had informed him. A few cuts and scrapes around but nothing too major considering. He raised his wand, knowing all to well that even with him intervening both he and Brock together were probably still way in over their heads. Nothing came to mind for a moment. Would he bring Ian towards him and closer to the way out or would he try to assist Brock? At the moment, he knew Ian would probably be in the way of the auror and the knight and was bound to be hurt. He swung his wand and Ian dragged close to him but still a few feet away. The blond auror saw the way his leg drag and wincedat the damage the kid had already taken. This wasn't going to be enough Cy had to get the students out of here. He ran up to Ian and tried to haul him over his shoulder. If he could just get the boy out of the room.. maybe find a healer... his body was moving faster than his mind could keep up with... (ooc:edited thanks Beth XD..) Edited by Cylas Elliot, Feb 13 2012, 07:28:45 AM.
	Eme the Lovely! <3


T.K. McIntee	Feb 12 2012, 09:34:21 PM Post #28
Posts: 32 Group: Ravenclaw Member #1,893 Joined: Jan 30 2012 Age 17 Location Deer Park NY Real Name Tyler McIntee Character Age 17 1/2 RP Relationship Status Katherine "Kat" Valin (Recently deaceased Lover)	T.K. stumbled into the Divination room and looked in horror at the situation. Smoke was covering every inch of the room and Brock and a man he didn't recognize wearing dark robes were engaging in a sword fight. T.K. was still under his disillusionment charm although he wasn't completly invisible as his outline was still visible slightly and was noticable. I really need to perfect this spell to its peak T.K. thought. Then he saw Cylas trying to make his way to Ian and get him to safety. He knew it'd be dangerous not being fully under his disillusionment charm to go out there as he might be spotted by the man in black he didn't recognize but knew that if Brock was rushing at him with a sword he obviously couldn't be good. Though he highly doubted that the man would be searching the room for semi-invisible people and body outlines while caught up in a sword fight for his life with an Auror. He gripped his walking stick tighter and began limping forward holding his wand at the ready. He continued on his way thinking how weird it would look for someone to see the moving outline of a person running through smoke. Ah what would the muggles think if they could see this he thought to himself. He tried to move faster but it was too much on his leg. T.K. smashed his leg against the burnt out tree stump in front of him and pain surged through his body. T.K. held back his scream as hard as he could as he fell to one knee still holding his wand and walking stick. He crawled a few feet until he was next to the pond and he hid closer to the ground as he casted episkey under his breathe. The large reopen wound that had made it's way throught the bandages began healing although he wasn't an expert on it. He could feel it healing and that was enough for him. He hoisted himself up with his walking stick and eyed Cylas who was about five or six feet away and was now dragging Ian closer with magic. As he sneakily made his way up to the two he tried to recall any possible spell that lifted bodies. He knew he had never tried one but he had read it somewhere once before. As he reached them it came to him the spell was mobilicorpus. He had read it in a book at the Library in his fourth year. Thank you idetic memory T.K. thought to himself as he attempted to stand on his tippy toes to be close enogh to Cylas' ear to whisper the spell in his ear but he couldn't as it hurt both his leg. "Cylas," he whispered hoping that the auror could hear him. His voice was a bit faultering from the pain which hadn't completely ceased, "Cylas try Mobilicorpus." T.K. quickly turned to view the sword fight with his wand at the ready to protect Ian and not to mention Cylas. How was Cylas going to defend himself while carrying Ian or using Mobilicorpus to do so? He might've been about 90 or 85 percent invisible but they weren't and he didn't know how many more times he could cast that spell that day . . . it did take a lot out of you. Edited by T.K. McIntee, Feb 14 2012, 04:20:10 PM.



Alphonse de Pointe du Lac	Feb 21 2012, 04:39:02 PM Post #29
Former Public Servant Posts: 517 Group: External Citizen Member #1,537 Joined: Aug 14 2010	Alphonse eyed the claymore with amusement. "Oh, look at the size of that," he said, pointing at the claymore "...distraction. I didn't come for games. But, what do I care? I've killed so many aurors today, after all. What's a couple more?" Alphonse charged, flaming rapier in hand, at the claymore-wielding auror. He was completely unguarded, without a wand to cast a shield or perform any defensive maneuvers with. He laughed all the way as he closed the distance between him and Baker.



Brock Baker	Feb 22 2012, 01:15:48 PM Post #30
Auror \| DADA Teacher \| Head of MLE Posts: 483 Group: Magical Law Enforcement (M.L.E.) Member #1,877 Joined: Jan 6 2012 Character Age 29 RP Relationship Status Married to his job, sorry ladies (웃ϟ유)	"I like to think big," Baker said with a shrug of his shoulders, despite feeling his blood start to simmer once more. At first, he didn't notice the two people enter the room as his sight was glued to the wizard before him. It wasn't until hearing a noise behind him that his head spun around. But there was no time for a chat with his colleague or scolding the mingling student as Alphonse chose that time to charge right at him. "Get him out," he barked at Cylas, who was now with Ian, before walking further away, unflinchingly, towards the incoming Knight. He was resolute to stop the man or die trying. And who was to say he had to play fair? Although that was usually Brock's preference, there were times when honour wasn't worth more casualties, and he certainly wouldn't feel bad about a bit of cheating. Raising the claymore into a combat-ready stance, the Auror waited. When it almost seemed he would meet the man's first strike, he rushed forward, ducking low with the blade protecting his upper body and past the scarred man. Spinning around, there was a wand once more clenched in Baker's fist, casting one Expulso curse after another. The first aimed at Alphonse's torso, the second at his legs. The claymore, with barely half of its normal weight, was still held in his right arm, preparing a clumsy slash, just in case. (OOC: Not too much GM, I hope, but let me know if you want me to edit.)
	" Brock Baker allows the Chuck Norris meme to exist." <3 Eme


Cylas Elliot	Feb 23 2012, 01:45:46 AM Post #31
Auror Posts: 290 Group: Magical Law Enforcement (M.L.E.) Member #1,856 Joined: Nov 16 2011 Gender Female Blood Status Muggleborn Age 23 Location Somewhere out there Real Name Teresa Character Age 25 RP Relationship Status Till now, I thought all girls were the same RP Location The Grounds	He heard a voice come from right near him and he looked over. Surely there was no one there.... "Cylas try Mobilicorpus." T.K.? He recalled the Ravenclaw's earlier story about the disillusionment charm and then he saw movement. Why didn't he think about Mobilicorpus? He cast the spell on Ian's body when Brock told him to get the Slytherin out. He looked at where T.K. had been previously, "You- go back upstairs, now." He recalled the third student that was in the room as well. He needed to be sure all of them got out. He started to tear off, Ian's body following. He was hoping that T.K. was close by, there was no need for him to stay if the rest of them got out. It would have to be Brock who took this man out. Cy wasn't trying to figure out the how's at this point. As he came to the entrance he saw the Gryffindor, "Lets go- out!" He yelled, but he grabbed the arm of the younger man on the way out and dragged him with his good arm. Cylas got out of the room with at least two of the three boys. (ooc- Also let me know if changes need to be made XD.. and protest or anything to the action, just me know.) Edited by Cylas Elliot, Mar 1 2012, 01:08:34 PM.
	Eme the Lovely! <3


T.K. McIntee	Feb 27 2012, 04:59:34 PM Post #32
Posts: 32 Group: Ravenclaw Member #1,893 Joined: Jan 30 2012 Age 17 Location Deer Park NY Real Name Tyler McIntee Character Age 17 1/2 RP Relationship Status Katherine "Kat" Valin (Recently deaceased Lover)	He saw from his peripheral vision Cylas use the spell and it had worked. T.K. sighed in relief as he held his wand up in the direction of Brock and the man in black but he couldn't get a clear aim at the bad guy. "You- go back upstairs, now" he heard Cylas say and he tried to pretend like Cylas had been talking to the Gryffindor but he knew that it was directed towards him. He began rushing forward with Cylas and as they approached the exit Cylas yelled at the Gryffindor to come as well. T.K. stopped just at the door as he turned around. He finally had a clear shot at the man and he shouted "Petrificus Totalus!" and headed out the door behind Cylas hoping it hit the man, but he heard Brock sending expels one after another in the distance so at least he knew it hadn't hit Brock.



Azariah Amaranth	May 29 2012, 02:02:31 PM Post #33
The Dark Lord Posts: 147 Group: The Dark Lord Member #666 Joined: Oct 21 2008	Hellius Surla's black tentacles were drawn to the sides of the room despite the Gryffindor's intense concentration willing them in the opposite direction. The bladed clash in the center of the room intensified. The coast was clear. As the metal of the two blades clapped against each other, the points of the tentacles stabbed into the stone walls. Their ethereal shapes flickered like how candlelight played with shadows; the dark threads scratching at he world around the mass - surging and swarming like millions of little spiders. The floor beneath a select few... disintegrated; the stone cracking and cutting in halves until it was nothing but sand. The sinkholes followed, the sand sinking and falling like the shortest hourglass in existence. The black holes sucked the sand and anything above it in; stretching their bodies as they were pulled into the darkness.



Brock Baker	May 31 2012, 03:10:03 PM Post #34
Auror \| DADA Teacher \| Head of MLE Posts: 483 Group: Magical Law Enforcement (M.L.E.) Member #1,877 Joined: Jan 6 2012 Character Age 29 RP Relationship Status Married to his job, sorry ladies (웃ϟ유)	Despite his immersion in the fight, Baker caught sight of the shadowy tentacles' unexpected movement as they pierced effortlessly through the walls. Feeling the familiar tremor from earlier, the man sprung back just as the section of the floor he'd occupied broke apart, leaving behind nothing but sand. Realizing it could have been the same trick that had previously sucked in several students in the Great Hall, Brock pushed off the floor with a mute charm, levitating a few feet above it. There was nothing he could do to stop the dark void from claiming anyone. As there was no one else left to stay behind for, he decided not to further tempt his luck and swiftly navigated out of the room. The encounter left a bitter taste in his mouth. His chance to eliminate one of the most potent Knights, one who had likely just swaggered in from slaughtering the whole force at Azkaban, was irrevocably lost. It could have as well been him who would have come out defeated, but he refused to believe that. Still, it didn't matter. He had to get to the prison and face the inevitable. Some still could have been alive. (OOC: Not sure if Hellius escaped or got pulled in.)
	" Brock Baker allows the Chuck Norris meme to exist." <3 Eme


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