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Blurred Lines Mods ([info]blurred_mods) wrote in [info]blurred_lines,
@ 2008-02-02 15:06:00

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Entry tags:! . needs a tag, ! [1979-02] february, ! group threads, ! plot post

RP Thread - Hogsmeade Attack
 2 February Attack
parties involved
death eaters/order/ministry/media
  


2 February; it's been a quiet, almost dull Saturday. Hogwarts students were through the weekend before and their wild excitment leaves a peaceful town its wake. Shoppers shop, drunks drink, and clerks clerk with a cheerful sort of idleness. It is unfortunate that upon this day, an historical message will be sent to those who would seek to oppose the purist agenda: we will be heard.

Today marks the first attack in the history of the war upon wizarding civilians.

Today marks the true beginning of fear and terror in wizarding Britain.
 

I. The Beginning; an explosion and murder


Involved parties: Death Eaters, civilians

[4.30 pm] Without warning, a blue explosion will shake Hogsmeade; in a flight of fancy, civilians may think the ghost of the shrieking shack has finally made his escape, but no - it is not the dead we must worry about but the living. Soon after the explosion rips open the Ministry's magistrate office, cloaked figures will appear from the smoke, and it is more than obvious they have no interest in giving terms. They will set upon the magistrate; murder and destruction will quickly follow.

Your part to play:

  • Bellatrix, Alecto, and Regulus should coordinate their efforts in this attack;
  • Civilians, if played, may feel free to run and scream and be afraid;
  • Order members, if present, should notify the organization and begin to move in.
     

II. The Action; an explosion and battle


Involved parties: Death Eaters, Order of the Phoenix

[4.45 pm] As civilians run amok and abandon their houses to gawk at the unbelievable action, another explosion tears apart a section of Screechsnap Avenue and a nearby (empty) business. Several people are injured and the explosion and those at the center of the explosion are killed. The order of the phoenix arrives and sets upon the destructive Death Eaters, and a violent battle ensues between the opposing forces. One civilian is caught in the cross-fire and killed.

Your part to play:

  • Death eaters will continue to wreak havoc and battle the Order;
  • Order members will arrive and do battle against the DEs. Those Order members attached to the ministry should also notify Rufus Scrimgeour of what is going on;
  • Aurors will receive the news and coordinate rapidly via journals
     

III. The Resolution; reinforcements and retreat


Involved parties: Death eaters, Order of the Phoenix, Ministry

[5.00 pm] Aurors appear on the scene and begin kicking ass alongside their illegal vigilante friends (who have enough brains to disappear or pretend they were there by happenstance lest their identities become completely public knowledge). Death Eaters, having accomplished what they'd desired to accomplish and having no interest in fighting a large number of do-gooders, disapparate back into the blue mist of their destruction.

Your part to play:

  • Death Eaters should fight the good fight and then get the heck out of dodge;
  • Order members should make some efforts not to make it obvious they are part of a secret organization
  • Aurors should do their battle and keep a somewhat blind eye to the Order, if it is in their disposition to do so .
     

IV. The Epilogue; investigations and answers


Involved parties: Ministry

[5.15 pm] Civilians are angry, scared, and there is death and destruction everywhere. The aurors are one part of several departments that is involved in investigation and cleanup. It's obvious that the Death Eaters were responsible for this mess but how and why? How can it be prevented again and what can the Auror department offer to the public in way of reassurance?

Your part to play:

  • Aurors should investigate, cleanup, take notes, and attempt to be diplomatic
     

V. Supplements;


Hogsmeade attack locations:

Damage and casualties:

  • 1 house destroyed;
  • 4 houses, 1 empty business lot, and the magistrate's office damaged;
  • sixteen injured (in explosions and crossfire);
  • five dead (including the magistrate);
  • more TBA (feel free to offer up names, relatives, etc)
     

VI. Procedure;

  • Timestamp your journal entries that have to do with this plotline
  • Reply to the appropriate thread
  • Coordinate your efforts with others via AIM
  • Ask questions from your mods if you haven't a clue what's going on or how to get involved
  • Have fun :)
     


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Second explosion & Order/Death Eater battle. [4.45pm]
[info]blurred_mods
2008-02-02 11:17 pm UTC (link)
 

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Re: Second explosion & Order/Death Eater battle. [4.49pm]
[info]ethos
2008-02-03 03:49 am UTC (link)
The snapping sound from his Apparition was unfortunately unavoidable, but after he arrived, blooming into presence in an alley behind a popular Hogsmeade boutique, Frank moved quickly and quietly toward the epicenter of the chaos. He took ten seconds to scribble down an alarm for the rest of the Order, and five to cast a light camouflaging charm.

For the first five minutes, all he could do was direct traffic. With as much an attempt to disguise his position as possible, he used an amplifying spell to bestow as much order and urgency as possible on a confused and panicked crowd and to get them moving out. He went silent as soon as he feared he might give away his position, and moved toward the Magistrate's Office, using what environmental assets he had to stay invisible.

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[4.49pm]
[info]requlus
2008-02-03 03:55 pm UTC (link)
Having pulled away from the scene in the magistrate's office some time before, Regulus gained his footing in the attack itself. Gone was the queasiness, replaced with the sights and sounds and shoutings of utter chaos. He took on the task with fervor.

Circling back and coming upon a small, inconspicuous shop near the office, a movement caught his eye through the glass window. He paused. Upon closer examination he could see the quivering, huddled bodies of cowering civilians bunched in the corner, some looking up at him fearfully whilst others clenched their eyes closed as if to will him away and wish them to safety. Regulus could not recall if anyone had ever looked at him like that -- as if he was a force to be feared. Being a Black earned you instant respect (unless you were a blood traitor), but he had never demanded the same fearful respect some others in his family seemed to manage naturally. He wasn't a particularly imposing form, nor was his air typically one of intimidation.

However -- the thoughts were shaken from his mind when he realised he was still standing quite in the open with his back to the battle. While it seemed that the group within the shop grew more nervous with each second he stood before them, he did not want to risk being shot in the back with a stray (or aimed, for that matter) curse, so lifting his wand, he shot a blasting hex at the window, unsure if he was more satisfied with the sound of the shattering glass more so than the screaming that resulted, but he did not waste much time thinking on it. The chaos and destruction around him that would normally cause him anxiety now egged him on. The quiet, reserved boy who preferred silence over sound felt like a completely different person behind the mask, and as he climbed through the broken window, he told himself that was a good thing.

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[4.49pm]
[info]connectedtothe
2008-02-04 02:09 am UTC (link)
The sound of shattering glass had drawn Edgar Bones from the edges of the fight. Receiving orders to get into Hogsmeade as fast as he was able had been one thing, but trying to make sense of the chaos was quite another -- he'd only narrowly avoided a stray hex seconds after Apparating, but he'd managed to get his bearings and head into the village. Edgar tried not to look at the damage that had been caused, lest he anger himself unnecessarily, but it was impossible to shut out the screams and cries of the people -civilian and otherwise- who had found themselves worse off. But the glass smashing had drawn his attention, and he turned in time to see a dark figure climbing through it.

Edgar smiled. If whoever was passing through that window had wanted to corner themselves, then they'd gone and done an impressive job. He headed over, wand drawn to chest-height. Still, his sense of fair play couldn't be smothered, even here.

"Would you like a countdown before you get over here, or shall I just start blasting?" Edgar called, his harsh clipped tones carrying easily over the air.

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[info]desolationangel
2008-02-04 02:26 am UTC (link)
There was serenity in Evan's fluid movements. He was calm, thorough and careful until the blood was spilt in the magistrate's office. He had exploded onto the street, his mask a leering blank.

The alkaline scent of blood in the air had seeped through Evan's mask, incensing him to even greater frenzy. Here, there was power. When a body fell beneath his wand, he exulted. When he spoke, it was a powerful bellow. He felt his rage mount to unexplored heights when the window to his right shattered beneath the wand of a slight Death Eater (Regulus?).

... and another figure following. He steeled himself and stepped up to the side of the tall man (Bones), flourishing his wand with a growl. "Stupefy!"

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[4.50pm]
[info]requlus
2008-02-04 04:04 am UTC (link)
Freezing for a moment, Regulus swore silently to himself. With the commotion going on, he had assumed no one would be paying attention, glass-crash or not -- the fact that there was now an enemy between him and the exit had not crossed his mind until this point, and the patronizing tones of whoever it was only served to irritate him.

Turning around and glaring -- an action that was significantly less effective when the glare cannot be seen -- Regulus clutched his wand tightly. The man looked familiar; he was from the Pureblood parties, but he was most certainly not one Regulus spent time in the company of. The words 'I'd rather not be blasted, actually' were about to escape his lips when he heard the shouted stunning spell from out of sight. It sounded like Evan, and he felt a rush of relief that he would not have to slip his way out of the problem along.

Walking to the broken window and seeing Evan's cloaked figure, Regulus gave an appreciative nod. "Hello. Thank you for that."

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[4.50pm]
[info]connectedtothe
2008-02-04 04:13 am UTC (link)
There wasn't a great deal of time to react to the sudden hexing off to the side; in truth, Edgar should have expected it, but he'd placed too much faith in his colleagues (from both sides) to keep the other attackers busy. His wand pointed in the wrong direction, he barely had the time to conjure a Shield charm before the Stunner struck, throwing him back slightly but not entirely immobilising him.

"Tricky bastard!" Edgar said, more than a hint of a laugh on his voice. If he was treating the attack like a game, then it was a particularly vicious one -- another moment, another bang, and thick tendrils of rope were leaping from the end of Bones' wand, coursing their way through the air towards the smaller Death Eater. The new one seemed to be the trouble, capable of appearing nearly Stunning him! Edgar Bones, of all people! "If that's the way you want to play it..."

He raised his wand, careful not to act but rather to react to whatever it was the man was going to try next. If worse came to worst, Edgar reasoned, he knew Frank Longbottom was somewhere nearby, close enough to help.

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[4.50pm]
[info]desolationangel
2008-02-04 04:23 am UTC (link)
"Of course," he automatically replied, raising his wand to his brow in salute before he gave his attention to Edgar again. The man's attitude rankled him. He snarled beneath his mask, an Unforgiveable on the tip of his tongue.

" ... I suggest that you back away most carefully and start evacuating people before I take great pleasure in making your skin fry."

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[4.50pm]
[info]requlus
2008-02-04 05:01 am UTC (link)
Scarcely managing a Shield Charm in time, Regulus avoided the ropes and snapped back to attention; his focus was once again on the enemy, and the insult of both Edgar's patronizing words and his throw-away binding attack only managed to incense Regulus even more. He was not going to spend his first mission tied up, and it seemed that Bones was just a little more cocky than Regulus could settle for. He was a Black, and he was not going to mess this one up.

Deftly (and with far more grace than he had managed since Edgar had appeared on the scene) Regulus moved to the other side of Edgar, slightly off center so as to not complicate anything Evan would cast opposite of him. Without wasting time -- a mistake he had already made more times than he would have liked -- he shot the same rope-binding hex back at Edgar, waiting to see if it would connect as the beginnings of a snarl formed on his face.

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[4.52pm]
[info]connectedtothe
2008-02-04 06:10 pm UTC (link)
"If you'd care to try, scum, I'll make sure we get you one of the nicer cells in Azkaban." If they'd planned on flanking him from the start, they'd done a masterful job at it. He'd thought the pair were opportunists, happening over a lone Auror and hoping to make the best of it, but an unpleasant suspicion crept through his mind as he realised Regulus was now behind him. Had everything, from the breaking glass onwards, been a ploy to get him alone and surrounded? It looked like it, but a situation like this was hardly going to unnerve Edgar -- he'd faced worse, and come out of it on top. It was all a matter of keeping his head, and not letting either of them take the upper hand. "Nice views of the sea, en-suite hole in the floor, Dementor service right to your room..."

Regulus' attack came as a small surprise to the Auror who, with his wand still pointed at the other wizard -the wizard who seemed more of a threat, at least- stood little chance of actually deflecting the binding curse. Caught in a difficult position, he did what any good fighter would have done: he improvised shamelessly. Edgar jerked his head back, his hat flung out behind him to make contact with those ropes before they came within range of his body. They coiled around his hat, crushing it out of any kind of usable shape but leaving him free - and gave him enough time to shift subtly out of the way. Regulus was still behind him, still in a good position, but now Edgar could see him from the corner of his eye, and stood more of a chance alone.

"Longbottom!" Edgar's sharp, annoyed call cut through the cool air, over towards the last place he remembered Frank being. "If you're not too busy, we need a fourth person for bridge!" He aimed a Stunning spell at the taller Death Eater, content to hold back on the nastier curses for a time: unnecessarily antagonising two Death Eaters when he had no backup was not a recipe for staying alive.

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Re: [4.52pm]
[info]ethos
2008-02-04 07:52 pm UTC (link)
Edgar's shout was unmistakable when it reached Frank, despite the fact that he was a bit distracted with a duel of his own. The mention of bridge, however, completely nonsensical to anyone that didn't know Bones, threw his opponent just vaguely--enough so that Frank's favorite double hex--Stupefy and a binding curse--tied him up about as neatly as a Christmas ham. He levitated the offender out of sight so that his comrades would not find him and release him, and then promptly Apparated the 100 yards over to Edgar, cracking into view not ten feet behind Rosier.

Frank wasn't one for much chatter, in a duel. He pointed his wand silently, and then shouted.

"Stupefy!"

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[4.52pm]
[info]desolationangel
2008-02-04 09:20 pm UTC (link)
Thus distracted by Regulus's misfired Curse and Bones's inane banter, Evan found that he could not turn and shield himself. It was too late ... he was out-manouvered by Longbottom.

The force of the curse sent him sprawling a few feet back into the rubble, shards of glass pricking at his hands until he shook out the fuzz from his mind and regained his feet. He was tired of playing small-time with these Aurors who obviously meant business. He wanted to triumph over them.

"Crucio!" he shouted, pointing his wand at Longbottom's lanky frame. His snarl turned on Bones. "Piss off, yeah? Crucio!"

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[4.53pm]
[info]connectedtothe
2008-02-05 01:59 am UTC (link)
Edgar grinned, despite his attempted professionalism. With a flick of his wand, he conjured another (rather stronger, admittedly) shield charm to deflect the curses, but now that they were getting into the Unforgivables then he could respond more forcefully. If he weren't as good and honorable a man as he was, then Edgar might have been tempted to fire something similar back at the man (after all, who would notice a stray Cruciatus?), but his irritating sense of integrity held him back.

"Take the little one," he said to Frank, as though the pair were doing nothing more than choosing a date for the evening. "I'll deal with tall, dark and wand-happy here. There'll be no pissing off just yet, fella."

He looked back towards Evan, obvious contempt on his features. A flick of his wand, and a jet of red light shot outwards -- A simple Stinging Hex, but it could hurt like hell if it was combined with a boot to the face or similar. There was a reason, after all, why the Aurors had been taught to fight without wands.

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[4.53pm]
[info]requlus
2008-02-05 04:24 am UTC (link)
Regulus bristled as Bones brushed him off yet again, but he held his tongue, determined to remain poised. Instead he turned the majority of his attention to the second man who had arrived on the scene. Lifting his wand -- and sparing only the briefest of glances to Edgar -- Regulus took a step back and shot an immobilizing spell toward Frank.

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Re: [4.53pm] - [info]ethos, 2008-02-05 06:02 am UTC
[4.53pm] - [info]requlus, 2008-02-05 06:47 am UTC
Re: [4.53pm] - [info]ethos, 2008-02-05 07:01 am UTC
[4.54pm] - [info]requlus, 2008-02-05 05:42 pm UTC
Re: [4.54pm] - [info]ethos, 2008-02-06 06:21 am UTC
[4.55pm] - [info]requlus, 2008-02-06 07:02 am UTC
[4.53pm] - [info]desolationangel, 2008-02-05 04:49 am UTC
[4.53pm] - [info]connectedtothe, 2008-02-05 04:02 pm UTC
[4.54pm] - [info]desolationangel, 2008-02-05 09:27 pm UTC
[4.54pm] - [info]connectedtothe, 2008-02-05 09:45 pm UTC
[4.56pm] - [info]desolationangel, 2008-02-05 09:55 pm UTC
[4.56pm] - [info]connectedtothe, 2008-02-05 11:15 pm UTC
[4.58pm] - [info]desolationangel, 2008-02-06 02:34 am UTC
[4.51pm]
[info]on_the_wall
2008-02-03 07:10 am UTC (link)
Time had a way of both crawling and whisking by. The twenty minutes of mass panic since the initial eruption felt as though it'd been growing for hours, while benches and signposts were reduced to dust quicker than Marlene could blink an eye. She was sure that at some point other members of the Order had begun to arrive - she'd caught a flash of hair that she thought she recognized, a coat that could only possibly belong to one person - but couldn't pinpoint the whens and wheres of their arrival, nor was there time to worry about that. There were hexes traveling from all angles, screaming children who'd lost site of their parents in the rush, grey haired women who'd cast their wands and walking sticks aside in favour of attempting to dig their husbands out from under the charred rubble, refusing to leave their loved one's side, danger be damned.

Marlene wished there was more she could do beyond sending out defensive hexes and casting protective shield charms at those unable to do so for themselves, knowing that bringing any unnecessary attention to herself beyond what she had to in attempts to keep safe would be dangerous not only for herself, but for the Order. Of course, she couldn't hold herself back from firing a particularly nasty stinging hex at one of the Death Eaters who was steadily approaching a little girl with brown braids whose mother, maybe sister, was laying unconscious in the snow a few meters away. Yelling at the girl to run (and oh, that she did, disappearing out of the fray and towards her house on Asphodel Avenue), Marlene took off in the other direction, knowing well enough that it wouldn't be smart to still be standing there when the Death Eater regathered his senses.

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[4.52pm]
[info]fortiscadere
2008-02-03 10:30 am UTC (link)
Severus moved around the side of a building, his wand in his hand. He wasn't one for showy attacks, but the Dark Lord seemed to enjoy them tremendously, and what was he to do except follow and try to make himself known to his leader. A young woman skittered nearby, screaming at his mask, and he turned throwing a stunning spell at her. She was a civilian, and he thought that he recognized her as a full blood from his days at Hogwarts.

He moved down the alley, out into the main street where screaming individuals and smoke from the original explosion were both rather thick. Ignoring a small boy, he aimed a hex at a full grown male wizard outside of Madam Puddifoots Tea Shop. Severus sneered slightly at the shop. He'd always hated the place for everything it had never offered him. He raised his wand and blasted the front glass out of the window sending hearts and lace scattering across the shop and bringing screams from inside. He moved away from it and stalked further down the street.

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I hope you don't mind if I hop in here; if you do, let me know. ;) [4:45-4.54 pm]
[info]tweedlefab
2008-02-03 07:42 pm UTC (link)
Fabian had been in his bedroom when the explosion in Screechsnap Square had happened. One moment, he had been pulling on socks, and the next, his sock drawer was eliminated by a chimney that he realised had been thrown from the roof of the townhouse next door. He had stood, shell-shocked, in the dust blowing in the now open air, and gaping at the hole in the side of his bedroom.

"What was that?" he bellowed, to no one in particular. He thought of calling for Gideon, but remembered that his brother would still be at the Lestrange Library. But where had the explosion come from? He peered out his window and realized that, indeed, the houses around him were damaged as well, but beyond them the town was intact, if full of people running. He rushed down the stairs without one of his socks and slipped on his shoes and cloak. He pulled out his wand, and, fearing the worst, cast a glamour charm upon himself.

His fears were realized once he got into town and saw several masked figures scurrying about. He saw one stalking down the lane and throwing curses, and responded by ducking behind a shop and firing a Stunning Spell. He peered around the corner to see if it had worked, keeping his wand up.

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[4.54 pm]
[info]on_the_wall
2008-02-03 08:08 pm UTC (link)
Under normal circumstances, Marlene would've echoed that annoyance for Madam Puddifoots Teashop with all the passion in her heart, the decor on its own more than enough to convince anyone who wasn't blind that a cupid had exploded in there. Watching as the teashop's front window erupted in a shower of glass and pink taffeta hit Marlene harder than she would ever admit, things beginning to feel extremely real with the attack on the consistent eyesore.

Thoughts of the building quickly turned to thoughts of the shop's patrons, people whom Marlene had earlier mocked for their nauseating affection for each other, now huddled together under lace covered tables, terrified that they wouldn't see tomorrow. The man... or woman... the Death Eater who'd been responsible for the destruction kept moving, and Marlene made a mental note to come back to Madam Puddifoots later to make sure no one inside had been killed in the blast. For now, she decided to continue looking as panicked as the other citizens of Hogsmeade, playing the role of a frightened civilian (a role that didn't take much acting in this situation), while keeping after the Death Eater in question and trying to think of a way to stop him from doing anything more before he reached the residential section of the village.

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[4.55 pm]
[info]fortiscadere
2008-02-03 11:08 pm UTC (link)
Severus could feel the spell as it flew past his robes just missing him. He turned, throwing an immediate hex in the direction from where he thought the spell had probably originated before he even took his bearings.

Smoke in the air from the explosion made it difficult to see, but he was pretty certain he'd made out a figure looking around the edge of a shoppe.

He threw another hex in the direction before moving off, quickly, towards the residential areas. His job was to terrify as many people as possible and as it didn't seem that had been anyone with any real authority, he wasn't as concerned about the spell as he might otherwise have been. A normal individual wouldn't follow after someone who was going to hex them, which left only fools, and Severus was capable of dealing with fools.

He blasted another window with his wand, mostly for the show of the entire thing. What he was hoping to find was someone who might make a difference to the agenda and to the Dark Lord. Someone that if he were to capture, injure, or kill, would make the Dark Lord notice him.

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[info]tweedlefab
2008-02-04 12:11 am UTC (link)
Fabian ducked the hex fired at him, though he felt it singing the edge of his hair. He fairly prowled after his assailant. Again, he hid himself with the edge of a destroyed building, which he realized quickly was the magistrate's office. Alarmed, he peered past the rubble and made out destroyed desks, and paper everywhere, but most importantly, a body with its throat slit open. He contained his nausea and looked away again.

He fired off another whispered "Stupefy!" followed by a spell to bind the Death Eater. He wasn't expecting either of them to hit, unless this Death Eater was rather stupid, but he wanted to keep him (or her!) from going into the residential area.

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[4.56 pm]
[info]on_the_wall
2008-02-04 04:06 am UTC (link)
Marlene would have looked off her nut to the casual observer if this had been an ordinary afternoon in Hogsmeade, ducking under benches, dashing behind crumbling walls, looking like a grown woman playing a childhood spying game. Her complete attention was focused on making sure she didn't lose site of the Death Eater she was following (stalking after would have been a more appropriate term, if she didn't refuse to accept the negative connotation that accompanied the word), while hoping he would continue focusing his destruction on real estate, rather than people. Maybe in the end this could be used as a pisspoor excuse for the shop owners of Hogsmeade to conduct some much needed renovation on their buildings.

But then the Death Eater was having spells shot at him for once, coming from a building on the other side of the road from Marlene's current hiding place (crouched behind the hedges lining one of the stores closest to the residential area. His attention seemed to temporarily be focused on his shrouded attempted assailant, which Marlene took as the perfect opportunity to shoot an Incarcerous spell from her angle as (unknown to her) Fabian shot the same spell from his hiding place. She didn't have a chance to see if the binding spell had worked, as she'd ducked back down behind the hedges seconds before the windowpane behind her shattered, shards of glass snowing down around her. The exploding window thing was getting really old really fast, but if that was what kept the Death Eaters from murdering innocent people while having their "fun," Marlene was fine with them continuing on as they had been.

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[4.57 pm]
[info]fortiscadere
2008-02-04 04:39 am UTC (link)
Severus ducked the first of the binding spells, at the same time stepping right into the second one. He was furious as the ropes started wrapping themselves around his ankles and legs and he snarled the counter curse. Legs cleared, he turned, sending a confringo towards the building where he'd seen the second hex coming from. He took shelter behind the nearby shop, looking for another target to hex. He was certain that the Aurors wouldn't have made it yet, so these had to be vigilantes - random townspeople who thought they could trip up with a simple Incarcerous hex.

Thinking he saw movement, he sent a conjunctivitis hex towards where the first hex might have originated. He stuck his head out to see if the hex had hit a target.

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[4.57 pm]
[info]tweedlefab
2008-02-04 06:14 am UTC (link)
Fabian had dared to look out further when he saw that the Death Eater had been caught in the Incarcerous spell, but he soon saw very little after the man (at least, he assumed it was a man from the voice) threw a curse in his direction. He dropped to the ground, his wand falling freely as his hands went immediately to his eyes, which burned with a heat he'd never felt before. His pained utterance was enough to let anyone know he was down at least for the moment.

Shaking and scrambling to find his wand with one hand, Fabian forced open one eye to realize he could barely see at all. Realizing he could no longer pursue the Death Eater, he instead crawled out of sight of the man (or, he hoped it was out of sight), hoping to run into the back entrance of the Hog's Head to get Aberforth's assistance.

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[4.58 pm]
[info]on_the_wall
2008-02-04 06:57 am UTC (link)
The hedge directly to Marlene's left went up in flames for an immediate instant before seeming to vaporize, bits of ash and bark and leaf showering the spell-charred ground, the brick wall behind it burnt and cracked by the hex. Marlene let out a short scream after the spell's initial contact, which she immediately stifled and silently cursed herself for yelling out like that. True, any screaming she might have done was likely lost in the sound of the blast, but that was not the point.

Knowing that this probably wasn't the best place to continue hiding, (considering that had she been squatting down three feet closer to the building's door, that hedge would have been her,) Marlene peeked around the... well, the new side of the bushes, seeing as how it was right there to see if either of the Incarcerous spells had hit. Whether it had or not, the Death Eater was up and hexing things again, which wasn't what Marlene wanted to see. If he wasn't going to stay still long enough for any binding curse to work, maybe it would prove effective to go at things the other way. Marlene aimed a jelly-legs curse at the Death Eater, and without waiting to see if it made contact, booked it from out behind the hedges to hide behind the wall of the building.

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[info]fortiscadere
2008-02-04 07:05 am UTC (link)
Severus threw a couple of simple spells towards the movement and then he turned quickly down another alleyway continuing towards the center of the village. The fighting had slowed him down, much to his dismay, and it wouldn't be much longer for certain before the Aurors would show up.

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