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Tracey Davis ([info]lacedtrace) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-12-22 20:52:00

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Entry tags:!status: complete, ^date: november 08 2003, character: jayne dough, character: tracey davis, npc: pandora zurlo

Who: Tracey Davis, NPC John Davis, Jayne Dough/Pandora
What: Sibling time before something unexpected
Where: The Leaky Cauldron
When: November 8, Late
Rating: High for torture and death

It had been awhile since Tracey had spent any time with her brother John. The two of them had moved out of their mother's home almost immediately after they finished school. Their mother had been insufferable most of their lives, so why would she be any better company now that her husband was in prison?

The two of them kept busy, mostly do to work, but Tracey made it a point to try to see her brother at least once every couple of weeks. He was the only one in her family that she trusted, and she loved him very much. They had agreed tonight to go for a late supper at the Leaky Cauldron and get a few drinks.

Tonight had been particularly rowdy though, so it wasn't quite midnight yet when they left. "I swear, some people just can't hold their liquor," Tracey said dismissively, as she walked down the alley with John. She didn't quite feel like going home yet, and she knew John wouldn't leave her on her own at night.



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[info]jayne_dough
2011-12-24 04:37 am UTC (link)
She felt an almost orgasmic shudder at Tracey's plea, yet she needed to be certain.

"Are you asking me to kill him, then? I need to hear the words. Say them."

He eyes gleamed with delight as they trained upon the girl, waiting for the sweetest words she could hear.

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[info]lacedtrace
2011-12-24 04:47 am UTC (link)
Tracey sobbed. It had taken everything to say those words, but this woman was making her say it again. She didn't let her eyes leave John. She was never going to forget this moment, no matter how much she'd want to.

"Kill him," Tracey said, her voice cracking as she did. Her eyes were nearly blurry with tears. Her heart was breaking and hurting more than any crucio curse could. In moments, her brother would be gone and Tracey couldn't stop it.

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[info]jayne_dough
2011-12-24 05:00 am UTC (link)
Pandora nodded. "As you wish," she said with a nod. Now to do what she had come for.

She pointed the wand at John and whispered a spell that would transfigure his heart into a lump of clay. As she watched, he struggled for life as his blood ceased to pump. His eyes grew panicked and he swore at her. She watched with enjoyment as his life ebbed away, until he finally stopped struggling, his eyes going dead like the rest of him.

As he died, a whisp of black smoke puffed away from his body and entered the box that Pandora had earlier placed on the coffee table.

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[info]lacedtrace
2011-12-24 05:04 am UTC (link)
Tracey had been foolish to think that this woman would have simply used a killing curse. Instead, it was so much worse. Tracey cried out seeing her brother suffer and die right before her eyes.

She didn't understand what was happening, that black smoke that disappeared into a box. Tracey had a renewed struggles on her ropes though.

"John! John no! I'm sorry!" she cried, her heart aching. "Let me go to him! Let me take him home, please!"

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[info]jayne_dough
2011-12-24 05:10 am UTC (link)
"Don't worry, you'll get to bring him home," she said soothingly, though it would no doubt be lost on the hysterical girl. She walked over to her and ran a hand along her blonde hair, smoothing it back.

"Just remember what I said. You identify me, and I come for you, and the rest of those you love." She lifted her wand and cast a stupefy to knock the girl out again.

~*~*~*~


Magic was a wonderful thing, for in a matter of minutes, both the freshly killed corpse and the girl were moved back to an off-shoot of Knockturn Alley. With a final fond petting of the girl's hair, she returned home.

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