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Post by Alenia on Feb 28, 2004 16:14:11 GMT -5
Amora watched the scene intently. She could never really see the ghoul when she went downstairs then again it usually hid when she'd switch the power on. But now there it sat bound in cords.
Amora watched him turn, "Somehow I'm not very surprised." She looked back at the ghoul, "I know exactly where to send him."
Amora pointed her wand at the bundled figure and banished it to aunt Paranae's bedroom.
"That'll teach that idiot of an aunt to fool the true Telemontes." She gave a malicious laugh then walked up the stairs.
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Post by Nova on Feb 28, 2004 19:31:15 GMT -5
Grinning over his shoulder, Rorin continued up the stairs until he reached the landing, and walked down the hall and made his way back into the living room.
Glancing around the room once again, he plopped down on one side of the couch and picked up his coffee mug. It was empty. And then, an instant later it was full again of the hot steaming liquid.
Smiling to himself, he drained half of it and sat it back down.
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Post by Alenia on Feb 28, 2004 19:43:21 GMT -5
She reached the top of the stairs and closed the doors harder then she planned to causein it to slam.
She walked back into the kitchen and swept up the shards of her previous mug. After she had thrown the pieces away she pulled a new mug off the shelf and poured new coffee into it.
With her new mug in hand she walked back to the living room and sat in a chair. After several sips from her newest mug she set it down.
"You have skill in getting rid of ghosts," she said a smile flickering across her face. She lifted her mug and sipped it, "As do you have skill in murdering head Aurors." She smiled again and broader this time.
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Post by Nova on Feb 28, 2004 20:00:34 GMT -5
Rorin watched as she cleaned up the mess and sat down.
"Yes well, It's a habit of mine to get rid of things that annoy me...and it wasn't technically murder...I gave him a chance...but he blew it, that was dueling to the death.."
Standing up, Rorin stretched and yawned.
"Wouldn't happen to have a hottub would you?If not a bath will work, but I need to relax, been up for about 96 hours, need to get a little of the tension out and get some sleep..."
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Post by Alenia on Feb 28, 2004 20:08:51 GMT -5
"No," Amora replied, "I have no Hot tub but I do have a bath. Actually I have several. There are three on the second landing and there's one in the bathroom on this floor. And if you want there is a very old and rusty one that my great grandfather put in the attic but I don't think the water runs well up there."
Amora picked up her mug and sipped it again. Though the coffee was no longer hot it had a warming quality.
"Oh and I forgot," she said, "The towels are in the closet inside my brother's old room." She thought on this a moment then remembering the old stone she added, "I'll get them and set them just outside the bathroom's door for you ."
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Post by Nova on Feb 28, 2004 22:04:49 GMT -5
Rorin listened to her speak then nodded as she finished.
"Alright sure, will be in the downstairs one..."
Moved across the floor with careless ease, Rorin rounded the corner and went down a few doors and turned into the one on the right, he had known where it was at...could smell the soat.
Rorin walked into the room and and was about to turn the light switch on, but decided against it, to much light could be a bad thing, the dark was far more preferrable. Waving his hand a few candles lit around the room and Rorin turned the water in the tub on, then stripped down and jumped in and flipped another nozzle on which started to shoot out bubbles.
Cool.
Rorin eased down in the bubbles, closed his eyes, and relaxed.
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Post by Alenia on Feb 29, 2004 0:23:33 GMT -5
Amora listened intently to the pipes lining insde of the walls. The moment she heard water she walked up the stairs creaking every other step and then into her brother's room.
She shut the door and locked it, as if her brother was still in the house, and walked to his clean closet. Amora withdrew several towels and a bathrobe, in case Rorin wanted it she always had one when she needed to relax.
She set the towels onto her brother's neat untouched bed and walked to his dresser. The dresser's top drawers unlike the rest of the room were covered in dust and hadn't been touched in years.
She opened the top right drawer and drew out the velvet coated box. Gently taking off the lid she reached inside for the paper wrapped Amulet.
After unwrapping the gold chain and pendant she slipped the circular polished emerald amulet onto her neck and tucked it behind her shirt. Hastely stuffing the paper back into the box she closed the lid and put it back in the drawer.
She walked over to the bed and picked up the bathrobe and towels then walked to the door unlocked and opened it. She walked down the hall and to the creaky stairs. After descending the stairs she reached the first floor landing and walked to the bathroom.
Amora set the towels and bothrobe down infront of the door then walked to the living room. She sat in her chair and sipped her coffe then turned on the WW. She Laughed cruelly at the coverage of Kingsley and the three death eaters and set her coffee down again.
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Post by Nova on Feb 29, 2004 1:10:53 GMT -5
After soaking for a while, and almost falling asleep, Rorin finally dragged himself from the water, and stretched.
Letting out a big yawn, Rorin stepped into the hall, grabbed the towels and the bathrobe and re entered the bathroom.
Drying off then slipping the bathrobe around him Rorin extinguished the candles, and figured he'd go talk to Amora a bit more before sleep.
Headin down the hall he once again re emerged in the living room and saw her watching the WW.
Grinning, he took a seat on the couch.
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Post by Alenia on Feb 29, 2004 1:26:13 GMT -5
"So I see you're done," Amora said turning her head away from the WW smiling slightly from what she had heard from another channel.
"News W.I.Z.A.R.D. Reckons that it wasn't three Death Eaters that ambushed Shacklebolt," she said smiling and sipping her mug, "They say it could have been up to 12 Death Eaters that ambushed him and one lowly Death Eater forgot to erase one footprint. Like that faker of a wizard Shacklebolt. They have three people in questioning as suspects of being involved. They've got Roberto Cuasanado, Haranda Orstish, and Gregory Freedrick. I think Freedrick is on our side that might proove a problem but if they find him out I can give him a months sentence at the least. It's rather sad isn't it, the supposedly most talented wizards in the world can't even solve a simple death mixing it into some great deed."
Amora laughed harshly again and switched off the WW.
'Fools,' she thought, '12 Death Eaters? Like there would be that many at one place in one time.'
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Post by Nova on Feb 29, 2004 4:36:49 GMT -5
-=Rorin Flamez=-
Rorin stood once more and grinned down at her.
"Yes, not to bad of a guess though, if they had said fifteen or twenty they may have been closer to the force of which he was up against..."
Winking at her he made his way to the doorway.
"Think I'll go take a nap then. Wake me up if something happens, or if I'm asleep more than 40 hours.."
Slipping into the hallway and up the stairs to his bedroom, Rorin entered and went over to his bed, letting down the covers he removed his bathrobe and climbed in.
Feeling warm and cozy Rorin closed his eyes and let himself drift into a wonderful slumber...
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Post by Alenia on Feb 29, 2004 11:10:08 GMT -5
Amora watched him walk out. She gave him a sharp smile from behind and once she was sure he was out set her coffee down and walked to the kitchen.
She shut the blinds and closed the curtains. She figured she'd let him sleep. He said no longer than forty hours so give him as many as he needed.
Amora walked up the stairs and into her room. After changing into her ministry robes she went back downstairs.
Today was the sentencing of a five death eater group. They would all plead innocent and Amora would go with them. She wasn't the only Death Eater in the Wizengamot and having more than one vote innocent is a plus amongst some 53 Ministry workers.
She walked down the stairs and grabbed her black work bag. All it had inside it were file reports from previous cases and her identification as a Wizengamot Official.
Once her bag was slung comfortably around her shoulder she concentrated on the ministry's wide hall and dissapperated with a crack.
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Post by Nova on Feb 29, 2004 13:43:45 GMT -5
-=Rorin Flamez=-
As Rorin lay in the comfort of the bed he had a dream.
He was running through the woods at his top speed, which was somehow much much slower than usual, it was dark, and he could barely see, which was strange. In the woods behind him he heard things being knocked aside and scattered and the howl of wolf. Then there it was upon him, it's fangs latching onto his forearm.
Then everything went black, and Rorin drifted into a dreamless slumber...
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Post by Alenia on Feb 29, 2004 14:03:41 GMT -5
__Amora__
Amora sat in the bottom most court room on the high risers. The Death eaters came to the chained chair one by one and pleaded such things as insanity, force, imperius curses and what not. There was one actually brave and loyal to announce that hey were in fact a death eater in that case it was Freedrick.
After each " Death Eater " gave their share the Wizengamot gave their reviews. Amora and about 20 others put all the Death Eaters down as innocent and the people they knew weren't Death Eaters as Guilty.
Once Fudge announced the sentencing date when they would read off the accounts he recessed the court and Amora practically flew out the door. The court session had taken well over 4 hours and now she figured she should get home.
As soon as she got out the door she dissapperated home and set her bag down by the door. Everything looked the same and she still had only one guest in the house so nothing was wrong.
"Interesting case," Amora said aloud to herself, "I can't believe that Givonna said he killed those Aurors by force, and Calami said by imperious. It's a small chance that Freedrick will get through it, he's on parole and avicted for two crimes."
Amora flung off her shoes and plopped onto the couch. Pulling off her robes and flinging them away she switched on the WW. They were finally off the topic of Kingsley's death and now it was weather.
"Sunny with a heavy wind," the anchor man announced, "The sun will set a seven forty five this evening and the FULL MOON will be fully risen at 8:56 tonight-" Amora changed the channel to news W.I.Z.A.R.D. and see what garbage they were covering, "Earlier today five avicted Death Eaters went on trial-" Amora didn't her the rest of the coverage on her trial. She had fallen asleep.
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Post by Nova on Feb 29, 2004 14:54:51 GMT -5
-=Rorin Flamez=-
Rorin awoke from his slumber, his body covered with sweat, and wracking with pain.
As his arm's twisted behind him he looked upward, letting out small gasps of air he could see the full moon through his window.
Great...
Rorin felt his face tighten and elongenate, his vision growing even sharper, his muscles bulding across his body and his form swelling. Coarse hair spread across his body.
Rolling over and out of the bed, Rorin landed on four padded feet.
He was now a full grown Werewolf.
Good thing I took my potion...
With almost godlike speed Rorin dashed through the bedroom door and down through the hallways and into the living room, never making the slightest sound. There on the couch lay Amora.
Rorin began to nudge her to wake her up, but all of a sudden let out a howl. His right foreleg was on fire.
His Dark Mark.
Of course, Voldemort would have an assignment on a night like this, when the wizarding world was panicky from the death of their head Auror, and the werewolves he controlled would be on the prowl...
Rorin saw Amora twitch as she was summoned as well.
Locking eyes with her as she opened them, he conveyed a single thought.
It is time.
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Post by Alenia on Feb 29, 2004 15:04:59 GMT -5
Amora was wrenched from sleep by a burning on her arm and the howl of a wolf.
She opened her eyes to be staring into Rorin's. They were Rorin's yes but it wasn't his body. She looked to the window, a full moon sat glowing above.
"Of course," she said sitting up and rubbing her forearm, "Full moon." She winced slightly then looked at Rorin again.
"Let's go," she said a look of determination on her face. She grabbed her normal black robes and drew the hood to her eyes. Moments later she dissapperated. As usual the Death Eaters dissapperated with no scheduled target but ended up somewhere.
The moment Amora stopped she waited a second, if Rorin had taken the wolfsbane potion he should still be able to apparate.
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