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chosenforcesnpc (chosenforcesnpc) wrote in chosen_forces,
@ 2008-11-09 22:01:00

Entry tags:

acastus kolya, bellatrix lestrange, day 3, hector barbossa, jane, lamia, lelaund gaunt, lucius malfoy, michael, saruman the white

Character(s): the bad guys (OTA on the evil side)
Day: day 3
Time of Day: afternoon
Location: a meeting room - evil side of town
Rating: tbd
Status: incomplete

Jane walked into the meeting room. She had seen the announcement for a meeting to plan their moves. Finally someone was actually making an attempt to work together. She had already thought there were only stupid idiots on this side of town.

Her eyes swept from one person to the other, her bloodred eyes lingering on them for a bit. They smelled good, but Jane had learned to control her hunger centuries ago. And there were some human slaves down in the dungeons for her to feed on. It was actually the one thing that kept her on this side of town. Feeding and killing humans was apparently not allowed on the other side. How ridiculous! Carlile and his coven would fit there.
On the other hand it might be fun to join forces with these people. She was free to do whatever she liked here. There were no rules, noone that gave her orders not to use her ability whenever she pleased. She thought she missed the Volturi, but maybe being here wasn't so bad at all. She would see.

Jane then sat down in a chair gracefully. She could feel eyes on her and wondered if it was due to her looking like a 12 year old child or due to her perfect beauty and sparkling skin in the sunlight from the window behind her.

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lucid_faith
2008-11-09 08:36 pm UTC (link)

Lucius did not try to look interested in anyone around him. All he cared about was being back where he belonged, away from this weird melange of monsters he loathed and among his family, purebloods, wizards and witches -- not seemingly self-possessed girl creatures that sparkled in the light for some reason.

His grey eyes regarded her as coldly as he had ever gazed upon the most lowly blood traitor. He wondered if whatever chemical made her skin like that would be useful in some new potion.

Readjusting his snakehead cane, Lucius waited with the patience of a saint.

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-14 05:33 pm UTC (link)

Bellatrix Lestrange entered the room, looking around to see what kind of people and creatures were here. She hated being here, hated that there were muggles and other creatures walking around freely and hated even more that she was supposed to work together with them. But what she hated the most was having been taken away from the Dark Lord during the final moments of the war. She had been fighting Molly Weasley when she suddenly found herself here, away from the one place she wanted to be in. Apparently her only way back was to win this war, so she decided to join this meeting and plan their moves.

To her surprise she saw a familiar face in the room. Lucius Malfoy. She wasn't a big fan of him. He screwed up the Dark Lords plans on several occasions. But he was a pureblood and a fellow Deateater. That fact made him her favourite person in the room.

"Lucius Malfoy", she said as she stepped next to him. "I see you found yourself in this unfortunate place as well."

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lucid_faith
2008-11-14 06:37 pm UTC (link)

Of course Lucius hadn't missed her entrance, since he watched everyone who walked into the room, though he acted cool and pretended to be greatly interested in soothing a fold of his cloak until she spoke to him.

"Bellatrix," he said politely enough, his feelings toward her as mixed as hers undoubtedly would be toward him. "Alas yes but I didn't know you were here and apparently I've been here since people started appearing in this place. Have any other purebloods arrived?" He looked disdainfully around the room and his eyes gained a less cold stare when regarding her again. Each knew they didn't really like the other but they were on the same side and superior to those others.

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	chosenforcesnpc 2008-11-18 01:05 pm UTC (link)
	"I just arrived two days ago", Ballatrix told him. It were the longest days in her life since being stuck in Azkaban. "I haven't seen anyone I know besides you", she said feeling a lot happier than ever before at seeing Lucius Malfoy. "I hope more will arrive soon. This place needs cleaning out", she said with gritted teeth as she looked around the room. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lucid_faith
2008-11-18 04:23 pm UTC (link)

Lucius raised his brows slightly in surprise at her answer. "Merely two days ago... Yes, if we're to be here for a while, I hope more of the right people like us arrive, though the sooner we're done here the sooner we go home," he said.

A gleam came into his cold grey eyes when he glanced around the room at her comment about 'cleaning out'. "Agreed but the point is to clean the other side of this town. I don't want to delay going home any longer than necessary and you'd rather be away from here too, wouldn't you? I'm not too sure about the others left with the Dark Lord."

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-21 01:00 pm UTC (link)

Bellatrix nodded at his words. He was right. "It's why I came to this meeting. The sooner we work together and finish this war the sooner we will be able to return home."

She nodded again. "I know that Lucius", she stated, fixing her eyes on his face. Did he think she was stupid? She wanted to get out of here. She wouldn't do anything to delay that, even if she would prefer to kill everyone in this room right now. If she liked it or not, they were her allies, at least as long as they proved useful.

"And yes, I want to go home as quickly as possible. We left at a bad time!"

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firexbrimstone
2008-11-11 11:35 am UTC (link)

Lelaund crinkled his nose slightly as their 'leader'entered.He wouldnt have expected anything less from a vampire,filthy ceatures,always thinking with their teeth.

Still,lelaund was patient,more so then most of his kind,and he watched her with an air of a curious man waiting for an answer to a very important question.He loved any chance to hurt to those pure and good mortals,amoung others,and if this Jane vampire had an idea,he would listen,he may not agree,but he would listen.

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-18 01:14 pm UTC (link)

Jane had a feeling of being watched. After centuries she had developed a feeling for when someone was watching her. Looking to her right she saw a young man looking at her. He was not a vampire. But there was something about him. She didn't know what it was, but he definitely made her curious. That alone was rare enough. The last human that made her curious was Bella, because her power didn't work on her. She wondered if her power would work on this one. She was itching to try. But attacking people now might not be a good idea. They were trying to start working together after all. And the sooner they did that the quicker they might finish this nonesense and get back home. Being here might be interesting at times and being free of the Volturi was a chance, but she definitely wanted to return to her brother.

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-16 10:42 pm UTC (link)

Saruman the White swept into the chamber in all his tall glory. Like the wind, he moved without the sound of footsteps yet he left an impression as he moved by, an unseen but felt force blowing everyone's hair for a moment.

Saruman himself was definitely meant to be seen. He wore elegant robes of white which made his height seem even more grand. Both his long hair and beard where also white, making his pale face almost seem a healthy flesh tone in contrast. If eyes could be described as burning with black fire, then these were the eyes that studied the others in the room, lingering carefully on them while he stood at the head of the table. Not a hint of what he thought revealed itself as the wizard sat down. He held his staff with one long-fingered hand and he waited silently.

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-18 01:23 pm UTC (link)

Kolya entered the room, his eyes looking around as he assessed the situation. The look on most of the peoples faces was rather hostile, but they were here, ready to work together. Good. The sooner they won this stupid war the sooner he could get back to his own people. He had been taken from a very unfortunate time. He had Sheppards team locked up. He had been this close to finally getting rid of the annoying Colonel and prove that he was better than the man. And then he found himself here! He felt frustrated again, but then tried to calm himself down. He had to concentrate on the situation at hand.

Sitting down he wondered who had arranged this meeting. His eyes then fell on a girl. She was a girl, wasn't she? He had never seen anything like her. She was sparkling! And she looked beautiful, even though she was still a child.

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michaelofwraith
2008-11-18 08:35 pm UTC (link)

Michael had spent his first few days on the island in his dark and dank room. He didn't know why he was here. He needed to get back to his hybrids, and finish his project with Teyla. Oh, he was going to have her baby, and rule the entire Pegasus galaxy. And the first thing he was going to do was get rid of those idiots on Atlantis, and take the city over. He never did properly thank his Carson Beckett for giving him the ATA gene therapy. Now Michael could operate anything Ancient.

When he heard there was going to be some sort of meeting, Michael decided to see what it was about. If it bored him, he would just feed on the humans there. Or take them back to his room. He needed some new hybrids after all.

As he walked into the room, his nose filled with the delicious scent of humans. His lips twitched up into a small smile before he scanned the room. Michael's smile fell when he spotted the Genii sitting there. He had never been a fan of the Genii, even though he almost admired their failed attempt to take Atlantis over.

Curling his lips in disgust, and he crossed his arms. "Has the meeting started yet? I am already growing bored, and that is never a good thing."

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heart_quest
2008-11-19 05:24 pm UTC (link)

Lamia the Witch Queen sashayed in just in time to hear someone complain about getting bored already. Holding her head high, the tall woman in the old-fashioned yet stylish black and red dress, calmly sat down at the large table in a chair that wasn't next to anyone else. She looked every single one of them over without saying a word. There were different abilities and talents here, such a motley group that she would normally shun associating with.

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-19 09:37 pm UTC (link)

Saruman might have been meditating. He didn't appear to be especially interested in anyone who came in but he paid heed to them even if he did it without being obvious.

When who he assumed might be the last one to arrive, some pirate called Barbossa who fancied himself to be a lord from a world Saruman couldn't care about, the White Wizard looked up. His humourless eyes observed the sea captain sweep his hat off and bow, an act Saruman knew was intended most for the ladies in the room. A sardonic fire glowed in Saruman's stare as Barbossa sat beside one called Lamia.

He stood up, towering over all of them. "Each and everyone of us want to be where we belong." He spoke with the ease of a politician, keeping personal opinion and emotion out of his voice, gazing at one or another of them to retain eye contact and to use his intuition. Had this not been necessary, Saruman would have revealed how he loathed all of them as being inferior. "Each and everyone of us knows we don't gain our power by cooperating as equals because no one here is the equal of the other... except for the goal I believe all of us want. The way for us to go home as quickly as possible is to work together and defeat the other side. We need to use intelligence to accomplish our victory. Not merely our own intelligence, which no doubt is superior to anything on the other side, but to also find out how many are over there and any other information to help us be victorious.

"We need to capture some of them. They stray into the forest and the mountains as if they had nothing to beware of. They should be easy game to imprison and..." Here he found himself looking at first at Michael and Jane. "...once they have provided information, we certainly won't release them. The captives will belong to all of you to do with as you wish following interrogation.

"Does anyone have any constructive comment to make?" Saruman wouldn't normally bother with this sort of etiquette in his own realm. The unfortunate fact was that he couldn't do otherwise in this circumstance. He hid his angry frustration well, waiting and gazing at the one called Lelaund Gaunt before his gaze touched each and everyone in the room.

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chosenforcesnpc
2008-11-21 01:12 pm UTC (link)

Jane listened to the mans words. He was right. They might not like eachother, but they had to cooperate to get home. This man definitely wasn't dumb. She would work together with him. She always associated herself with the strong and by setting up this meeting the white haired man had proven to be at least clever. That was enough for her.

"You are right. We need information. Let's get it", she said with a smile. "As soon as we caught someone from the other side of town I will get the needed information." She was already looking forward to it. She loved using her gift, loved it when people crumbled at her feet, screaming in pain.

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cfvisserthree
2008-11-29 12:43 am UTC (link)

(ooc apologies for so many posts...having problems)

Visser Three came in just before Saruman began his speech, his Andalite host's hooves clopping against the floor as he moved. He felt no need to morph or hide here; he was more intimidating this way, and he did not care about his host body's true form being seen here. He took care to keep his host's tail blade where it would cause no harm, although he would not have cared if it had *accidentally* done some damage.

He did not sit, as Andalite physiology does not allow it, but stood watching and listening, his host's main eyes on Saruman while the stalk eyes watched the others. Truth be told, he felt the same loathing as Saruman did, and was further a bit uncomfortable with this strange being. He would never display it, but he knew Saruman and some of the others had powers he did not know the full extent of yet. He could see also that the others were gazing at him again and again because of his strange-to-them apperance in this host.

*I have excellent ways of obtaining information.* he commented, agreeing in a sense with the one called Jane. Most beings, no matter what species, were only too eager to spill when confronted with an Andalite tail blade to the throat.

His only regret was that he had no other yeerks here. Most satisfying of all was obtaining information right from a host's brain and forcing the creature to speak its own knowledge with its own mouth

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