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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-03 23:31:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 10 2003, character: ernie macmillan, character: lavender brown, character: michael corner

Characters: Lavender Brown, Michael Corner & Ernie Macmillan
Setting: Lavender's flat, 10 November 2003, 12:38pm
Rating: PG for language and freak outs
Summary: Breaking Lavender 'Nutter' Brown out of her own 'safe room'.

Michael Corner probably looked the complete loon, standing outside Lavender's door scribbling in his journal furiously. He felt the complete fool, talking to someone who was not but a few metres away from him but yet out of his reach thanks to magic and a few walls and whatever weird set-up Lavender had constructed for herself. Why was she so sodding paranoid? He was getting tired of waiting and he was about to toss the book and start working on these wards, sod Lavender and her safe room.

But then he saw Ernie's handwriting appear. He said he was bringing Hit Wizards, thank Merlin! Michael was a brilliant wizard, don't get him wrong, but one wizard would take quite a long time to break into that flat and he would be glad of the help as it would speed up the process completely. So he stood there waiting impatiently for Ernie and his team of Hit Wizards to arrive though he didn't quite expect their arrival to be so...eventful, to say the least.

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ernsthename
2012-01-04 06:40 am UTC (link)

"No--I didn't hear from you at all," Ern said with the well-practiced calm that typically fell upon him when he was at work. He looked down at Michael. Or at the very least someone who looked like him, who was very good at emulating a very angry Michael.

"I know that you think this is ridiculous but it's standard procedure. What exactly were you doing around here, anyways?" Normally a bystander would just be told to stand aside, but he must've been doing something to arouse his colleague's suspicion.

He looked up and gestured for a couple of Hitwizards to infiltrate the apartment using other means. A few were already doing so outside of the flat, on their broomsticks, discreetly working on the windows.

Looking back down at Michael he sighed. "It's actually standard procedure that you wait here until we have a better handle on the mission. I'd hate to be the one who sets you loose and have you hex one of my colleages when their back is turned."

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mlcorner
2012-01-04 06:59 am UTC (link)

"What was I doing? I was trying to help Lavender, you bleeding git! That's why you are here! I've been trying to talk her into letting me into her bloody flat so I can get her out of her fucking flat! I've been writing to her with my journal! I was about to start taking down her wards because she wouldn't sodding listen to me!"

Michael would have given him quite a few choice gestures just then if he had the ability. "Hex? Have you lost your fucking mind, Macmillan? Unbind me and I will punch some sodding sense into you like I did Smith! I was the one who got here first and was trying to help her! You and your fucking cronies aren't just going to push me aside! That is my fucking-" he wasn't sure if he could say it. It wasn't really what she was supposed to be, but if there was a situation in which it might get some idiot to start listening to him, he'd chance the word, no matter the meaning behind it. His pause was only minimal before he continued, "-girlfriend in there, dammit, now let me up before I do hex you!"

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ernsthename
2012-01-04 07:09 am UTC (link)

Ern raised an eyebrow at Michael's behaviour. While he did portray Michael's anger rather well, he was still uncertain with regards to the actual facts of the matter. He needed to be sure before he could even fathom setting the guy loose. He wasn't one to take any chances, especially if they were suspecting a highly dangerous killer in the vicinity.

"She's your girlfriend, Corner? I didn't know that," he said, affirming his answer and searching his mind for a few questions to ascertain his identity. "Where were you on the evening of November 7th? And November 8th?"

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mlcorner
2012-01-04 07:18 am UTC (link)

If Michael could be moving he'd be flailing around uselessly just then, that's how frustrated he was with Ernie right now. "No one bloody knows, for fucks sake! It's not any of your damn business is it, Ernie? Would you like to join us in the bleeding bedroom too? Shite!"

"Are you fucking - of course you are, you're Ernie Macmillan, why am I even bothering to ask? I was at Justin's damn birthday party on the 7th, where I punched Smith in the face. I already told you that. On the 8th we had the DA meeting where Justin got royally cross with me for saying that Bianca might possibly be involved in the murders. There, is that enough bleeding information for you, Hit Wizard Git Face?" It had been a while since Michael had reverted to such a pathetic name calling situation, but he was really sick of this situation and he wanted to make sure that Lavender was okay, not be stuck on the ground.

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ernsthename
2012-01-04 07:27 am UTC (link)

Well, his identity did seem to be ascertained, at least. Although Ern didn't quite appreciate the name-calling. He was used to it though. There were few who really did ever bother him. "And you're not going to interfere with my team's operation, which could endanger your life, hers and ours? There's potentially a highly dangerous witch in there."

His second in command reported to him that preparations were just about complete for an entry. Three minutes and forty nine seconds since they had gotten there...that wasn't too bad. It wasn't great, but it could be worse.

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mlcorner
2012-01-04 07:39 am UTC (link)

Michael didn't want to do that at all. In fact, he didn't like that idea. He would rather they just leave now and he would take care of it himself like he had been doing before they arrived. But they could probably get in faster and get her out faster, which was more important than his pride at the moment.

So finally, he spoke in a voice that was no longer yelling, but still had an edge to it. "Not so long as you promise to let her leave with me. She's coming to mine where I can protect her and know that she's safe. She can't stay here anymore if Pandora can get in her floo."

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ernsthename
2012-01-04 07:55 am UTC (link)

Ern hesitated for a moment, but quickly noted the more rational Michael coming through once more. "We'll have to write up a few reports back at the Ministry, but assuming that her health is alright after that it's up to her as to where she goes."

He smiled for a moment. "You're not particularly skilled at name-calling, but I'm glad that you can cool off quickly enough. I didn't want to have to leave you here in this state since it has its own risks." He removed the spell. "Now stand back, and promise me that you'll leave if I tell you--or if this becomes messy."

Ern was inspecting the work that had been done so far, to secure the perimeter. The tension was palpable. It was normal since they could be facing anything in there... He pulled out a tiny communication device from his uniform.

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mlcorner
2012-01-04 06:39 pm UTC (link)

Michael didn't want to have to deal with Ministry official bullshite and reports and all that. Damn the Ministry and their reports. "Alright fine," he replied, still annoyed.

When he felt the spell lift he jumped to his feet almost instantly, cursing under his breath. "Merlin, finally!" Michael rolled his shoulders and moved his arms around like he'd been lying in a particularly uncomfortable position for too long. "You try being held against your will by one of your supposed mates while someone you care about is trapped inside her own flat whilst some nutter might be after her and tell me the brilliant names you come up with, Ernie!" Michael looked a bit frazzled, but he wasn't screaming like before, just frustrated still. He didn't like being told to stand back and do nothing when he was the one who had been supporting and helping Lavender the most since seventh year—when she let him at least. Although sometimes he didn't even care if she wanted him to or not, he'd do it anyway.

He grumbled and picked up his journal that had fallen to the floor when the Hit Wizard put him in the body bind. "Fine, but you have someone tell me what's going on or you get your arse back out here and tell me yourself, yeah? If you expect me to stand aside and not get involved, you best tell me what's happening inside. I wasn't the first one here so that you could come along and just shoo me away, thanks. And you might have training, but you haven't any in Lavender Brown, I can tell you that much. So if you expect to get anywhere with her once you reach her 'safe room' you might want to bring me in on that part, mate. She's not going to come out for you." Michael chuckled a little to himself, because it would even be difficult for him to get her out of there. Fat lot of luck they would have trying to get her to come out, especially crashing and banging their way into her flat.

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ernsthename
2012-01-04 10:55 pm UTC (link)

For someone who was being told to leave immediately and wanted their loved one saved, Michael had a lot to say, Ern thought as he briskly checked everyone's position once more. Those positioned outside were ready as well as those in the hallway. They awaited their word.

"So she's in a safe room," Ernie affirmed the information that he needed. "We'll deal with it as it happens. Just let me do my job," he said quite plainly, letting Michael talk himself out without paying that much attention. Right now we'll just need to focus on capturing Zurlo and ensuring that Lavender's life isn't in immediate danger--not to pander anyone's bruised ego. "In on three," he said into the communication device before counting it out.

Sounds of the door finally being kicked open, as were spells directed to make entrances where they saw fit (of course, surveying for bookshelves, other walls or other things blocking the way had been completed)--occured on cue. They were rather quick and good at their work, which was something Ernie was rather proud of.

Of course that didn't quite go without a bit of destruction, but the Ministry will send its restoration crew once the operation was complete. The team broke off into smaller teams, wands at the ready, and immediately had taken to search out the fireplace, bed room and apartment.

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