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Post by GAMBIT on Jan 21, 2015 5:13:41 GMT
location of st. mungo's
fourth floor - spell damage
description of events
owen teller arrived at the battle and was hit by a curse by priscilla carrow before she took off. due to his inexperience, he was unable to deflect the curse and it hit him square in the foot. since then, he had been unable to put pressure on his right foot. it is badly bleeding and won't stop. he is leaning against the wall, playing dead momentarily. as for everette, she had been hit by a few jinxes from her fellow order members though mostly remains unhurt. as for jonathon, he was thrown back in the explosion that took place on the second floor. he left that floor and made his way up to the fourth floor. dominique was hit by a curse, causing a gash to form from her waist to her abdomen.
participants & injuries:
OWEN THOMAS TELLER - badly cut right foot/ankle from dark magic curse/unable to walk
EVERETTE PHOENIX LESTRANGE - body covered in bruises and scratches
@jonathonwatts - crushed ring finger (left-hand), severely bruised ribs, broken nose
DOMINIQUE OLIVIE WEASLEY - gash from waist to abdomen
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Post by EVERETTE PHOENIX LESTRANGE on Jan 21, 2015 7:52:52 GMT
Ever spent quite a bit of time on a certain Weasley character. Death Eaters were watching and well, Rose agreed to make it look good. Ever did a couple of crucios and then took out her knife, unknown to her, Ever took a bit more blood than the Weasley would care for. Ever was blasted with a jinx and took off arriving on the fourth floor. She was welcomed by quite a few jinx and felt her body start to bruise. “Seriously? Bruises, guys, they hurt.” She said pushing herself away from the wall she ended up walking into. The girl looked around and grinned. "Actually I apparently can't complain." It was a room full of good guys. No bad guys insight, meaning Ever could give the insane personality a break. “You guys look like shit. Except for pretty boy over there, he just looks uncomfortable.” Ever double checked to make sure the coast was clear before she rummaged through the cabinets looking for potions for spell damage. They were luckily on the right floor. Ever found something to stop the bleeding but as for the rest, her potion skills were a little rusty. The girl ran over to Dominique, she being the first she recognized. “Hey Weasley. Do me a favor. If one of my bad guys come in, can you cast the imperius curse on me. They find out I’m helping you lot, you guys lose someone on the inside.” The brunette smiled at the blonde before opening the bottle and handing it to Dominique. The girl then took the other bottle and jogged over to the guy, “Hello. Ignore the blood I’m covered in and use this.” She opened a second bottle before handing it to him. She sat next to the young man before looking up at Jonathon, someone she didn’t really recognized. “You okay over there pretty boy?” she tilted her head to the side.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2015 17:34:23 GMT
LIFE ON THE MOON
The sensation of being blasted into a wall wasn't nearly as pleasant as one might think, Jonathan thought as a Death Eater jinx sent bodies flying like everywhere like a children tossing a discarded doll. What was even worse was the slab of ceiling that fell onto his ring-finger, turning it into something that looked quite a bit like uncooked sausage. He let out a massive scream of pain as dust obscured the room, and the debris went shooting across the room, after he grabbed his wand with his other hand and quickly removed it.
Feeling white hot pain so intense, he was concerned he might pass out radiate from his wand hand he fought through the pain fauge he was in and picked himself up. The corridor he had been in was unrecognizable. It seemed he had been split off from his group, and moaned in frustration before noticing a path to the next floor stacked with rubble. Feeling adrenaline start coursing through him, which ebbed the pain to a less frightening level he clambered up to the third floor, before seeing his path yet again blocked. He swore loudly before turning back around and continuing his precarious climb up yet another floor.
Jonathan was relieved to see a small group of Order Members, but his elation fell when he saw the battered condition they were in. Jonathan also noticed a curios woman going around seeming to tend to the wounds of others, and was a bit annoyed when she seemed to refer to him as a "pretty boy".
He frowned as she seemed to turn her attention to him, and ask if he was okay. In a perfectly level voice he held up his hand with the mangled stump of a finger. "Oh yes. Quite fine just thought I'd bring a snack for you lot." Feeling a bit guilty for taking his frustration out on her, he quickly amended.
"Yes. I think I'm fine, it's my wand hand so my spellwork will suffer, but the impact seemed heavy enough to make sure I'm not going to bleed to death. Can I be of assistance?"
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Post by DOMINIQUE OLIVIE WEASLEY on Jan 21, 2015 18:21:41 GMT
` DOMINIQUE WEASLEY:  @yall Dominique had gotten an urgent letter from James that sent her mind into overdrive. An attack on St. Mungo's?! Apparently, Charlotte Finnigan had gotten intel from someone on the inside, warning James. Clearly, he had more to worry about, considering Eden worked there. Dom had apparated with Mina to the apartment that Alixander had given her an address to. Opening the door, she walked inside with the little girl, crouching down, looking at her. Dom played with her hair before her hands moved to her shoulders. "Remember what we talked about, okay?" she murmured softly, calmly. "If Xander gets home, tell him where I'm at...and if anyone you don't recognize comes through that door...you remember the spells we practiced together?" Mina nodded, a pout forming. God, this was awful. She was pulling at her her heartstrings. "Okay," she breathed, smiling sadly, pulling her into a hug, kissing her head. "I'll be back. Je t'aime." Turning around, Dominique closed the door behind her, murmuring a locking spell. Closing her eyes a moment, she gathered herself. Upon opening her baby blues once more, she was focused. Dominique apparated to the hospital, immediately greeted my destruction. Without thinking, she had began her way up to the fourth floor to find her cousin's girlfriend. Surely she'd be gone, right? Firing spells as she went, upon reaching the landing, she was hit by a curse, causing her to yell out in pain. With a shaky hand, she looked down to evaluate the damage and...it wasn't good. Fuck. When she stumbled upon familiar faces, she could have let out a sigh of relief. "Bruises...gashes...they all suck." Her hand was keeping pressure on her hip as she approached Everette. Dom listened to Everette's question, nodding with ease. "Yeah, I got you." She swallowed hard, cringing as she took in the area they were in. Looking at the bottle in her hand, she recognized the label Dittany. How useful. Leaning back against the wall, she poured a little on her wound before recognizing a body. Her heart dropped. Running over, she kneeled beside Owen, gently turning him over. "Guys, he's one of ours!" Her eyes search over his face, looking for wounds or scratches...none. "Owen, hang in there, bud." She murmured, spotting the extensive damage to his ankle. Reaching for her own potion, she poured the rest of it over the wound, watching it mend some.
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Post by OWEN THOMAS TELLER on Jan 21, 2015 19:24:56 GMT
` OWEN TELLER :  owen had apparated to st. mungo's after seeing strange men apparating, who appeared to be death eaters. they only appeared to look death eaters because they were all gathering in a corner, snickering. plus, he had heard commotion about st. mungo's since he was in diagon alley. owen had used a supply of polyjuice potion to go into diagon alley, picking up a few sweets to snack on later though he had decided to apparate to st. mungo's when he heard the commotion. an attack on st. mungo's? he had his sister in st. mungo's, who had been injured at hogwarts. she had sent him a owl, something she only did when it was really important, to let him know that she was there. when he had arrived to st. mungo's, it was nothing except destruction. he had went to the fourth floor, looking for her though found no sight of her. hopefully that was a sign that someone had evacuated some of the patients and she was one of them. when he had found some relief that she wasn't there, he was met by priscilla carrow. he had thrown a disarming spell at her, to hopefully disarm her though she moved out of the way with lightning speed it appeared and hit him with a curse which hit his ankle before she ran off. when that curse hit his ankle, he had fell to the ground feeling instant pain. the curse had caused his ankle to start bleeding pretty bad and he had tried getting back to his feet though it hurt anytime he tried to stand on his foot with that injury. it even felt like his ankle had no strength to it. unable to move, owen had scooted back as best as he could with his one foot, leaning against the wall. hopefully for his sake, no one would bother him. he heard the explosion happen two floors down, wondering when the hospital would collapse on itself. maybe he would die in the hospital, it seemed likely. he should have left when he didn't find his sister. xander would surely be disappointed in the mess that owen had gotten himself in. it wasn't long before someone had made her way to him, handing him something and telling him to ignore the blood on her hands. when he had looked in her direction, he knew the face. everette lestrange. she was a order member or so he had thought. since he hadn't been informed of much since the order meeting, probably due to his age, he had heard whispers from people passing by on the floor that she had tortured others. he took the bottle though sat it next to him, not wanting to take it. who knew if it would be poison or what it would be. it wasn't long until another girl came over to him, kneeling beside him and grabbed him, so he'd turn in her direction. he opened his eyes, looking at her as she appeared to be searching his face, probably for wounds or scratches. owen was about to use his wand on her when she said his name. he looked slightly confused when she said his name. his memory was a bit fuzzy from focusing more on the pain than anything else. he asked, "how do you know my name again?" it was probably a dumb question, but he wanted to be sure. that and he was quite cautious around anyone and didn't want to mistake someone because maybe they had used polyjuice potion like he had. by the time he had gotten to the hospital, the effects of his potion had worn off though. he gritted his teeth a bit when she poured a potion over his ankle. the bleeding seemed to let up, but he wasn't so sure, if he could still walk on it. owen had heard about curses causing permanent damage, no matter what healing spells or potions were used. hopefully in his case, that was not one of those curses used on him.
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Post by EVERETTE PHOENIX LESTRANGE on Jan 21, 2015 22:18:29 GMT
“Oh a snack, well come on then.” The girl said sarcastically with a raised eyebrow. Everette was in understanding of the emotion going through the building. She cause a lot of confusion emotion, that was for sure. Saw her on the floor before? You’d see her torturing Rose Weasley? Another floor, she was possibly torturing someone else. See her at the moment, she was trying to help out as best she could. But she just played along, keeping them on their toes and rialled up helping with them fighting. Her attention was put back onto Dominique. She grinned. It wasn’t everyday she could find a Weasely to help, and not just help, but use a dark curse on her. Good thing she found this one instead of another perhaps. That was when pretty boy took her attention. “Oh and here I thought I was going to have a snack.” She smirked at him before going back to cupboard. She rummaged through it. She found a bottle in it with a skeleton drawn on. Owen was smart not to trust her. He couldn’t always know which side she was on, nobody could. But in the end, Ever was always fighting for them. Everette walked over to Pretty Boy and handed him the bottle. “I don’t know how bad your hand it, but if it’s broken, this should mend it? Or I could try a spell, but every flinches when I hold up a wand.” She shrugged a shoulder before looking at Dominique and the kid. “So we need to get you lot out, or at least go enough to go back out there.” She told them as she went to a wall by the door and leaned against it. “It’s a bit brutal out there, I can’t really help you guys out once a Death Eater is in sight.” She decided to warn them now. “Which means I need to help you all out as much as possible now.” She nodded glancing at the door.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2015 3:05:06 GMT
LIFE ON THE MOON
Jonathan eyed the witch with a curious expression as he saw her tending to others. He wasn't sure that he entirely trusted her, but was grateful as he patched her some potion, which he took a swig from. The sensation of a finger patching itself. He handed the vial back to her and looked down. The finger didn't look quite right but it would do for now. He gingerly wriggled the fingers on his right hand and mumbled an appreciative, "Thanks very much for the assistance."
He walked over to the Weasley girl who was assisting Owen. He knelt down and looked at the young man and said in, what he hoped was a soothing voice,"We can put you on a stretcher if you can't walk. But we have to move, we'll have to nurse these wounds on the run I'm afraid." The shouts of fighting still rang loudly throughout the building, and ear-splitting explosions peppered their conversation every few minutes. He then turned back to Everette. "Thanks for the help, let's just hope we don't bump into each other and you undo all the help you've given us, eh?"
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Post by OWEN THOMAS TELLER on Jan 25, 2015 2:00:09 GMT
` OWEN TELLER : owen had yet to receive a response from dominique. it was actually jonathan, who addressed him next. he had heard of the man's name before though had never met him before. it had to be jonathan since he had seen his picture in the daily prophet somewhere before. jonathan had knelt down next to dominique and him, telling him that they could put him on a stretcher, if he couldn't walk. owen said, "i mean i survived long enough pretending to be dead, you could just leave me. i will just slow you down." he had survived a longer amount of time than he expected by staying against the wall, pretending he was dead. owen wasn't fond of the idea that people were going to be slowed down because of him. usually, he was always in a positive mood though couldn't be when he couldn't walk. plus laying on a stretcher made him feel helpless to the others. he wondered where the rest of the order was since he knew that there were plenty of them and that they all would have shown up at the hospital. the death eaters had been smart, if they had managed to get so many members separated from one another. the group was better as a whole rather than split up. he waited for the adults to object to his offer of staying where he was. adults always knew best apparently even if he was seventeen and an adult himself.
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