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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 15:35:25 GMT -5
"Now I wouldn't be doing that if I were you. I'm a remarkable shot, even in the dark. I've had practice. Now you stay still, I'll just kill you quick and have done with it. You make me catch you again, I might have to do something a bit worse. Something... messy... savvy?" Sands took the still glowing butt out of his mouth and crushed it on the floor, leaving the hallway in total darkness. But that didn't mean Sands wasn't still in control. He could hear every shaky breath, every scuff of the boy's shoes on the stone.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 4, 2005 15:37:29 GMT -5
Alex waited until he couldn't even hear the mysterious man before bolting. Or at least he attempted to bolt but soon found himself back on the floor.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 15:57:11 GMT -5
...with a hole in his leg.
Sands raised the gun from its target and ignored the immediate smell of burning gun powder. From the pained cry, he'd been spot on. From the shallow breathing, he hadn't hit anything vital.
"Wanna try again? I certainly hope not, I might have to aim a bit higher next time."
Fuck, I need another smoke.
Sands lit another cigarette, firmly set in his belief that it wasn't a protection against the suffocating darkness. His fraying nerves needed a cool down.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 4, 2005 16:00:37 GMT -5
(So is he ever gonna killim?)
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 16:09:47 GMT -5
(But he's a bastard and he likes to play)
"All right you, one thing before I do you in... when the hell did you and the girl become a..." Sands made a face and a couple of hand gestures, "...an item?"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 4, 2005 16:15:57 GMT -5
Alex gulped and squeaked out.
"Er beginning of the school year."
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 4, 2005 22:24:27 GMT -5
"Well, sugarbutt, you just don't have good luck with women, do you? You never take box number 1 from Monty Hall, no matter how tempting. But, I'm not giving you a choice except maybe forehead or heart. Second thought... fuck it," Sands shrugged. He brought the gun up and shot the boy in the head. He took a last long drag on the cigarette, dropped that one and squished it out as well. The hallway was dark again, and all that could be heard was the soft rustle of cotton pajama bottoms heading back to the Slytherin dorms.
(Wanna write the teachers finding out now? No Sands or Zack, just teachers finding the boy and deciding what to do about Zack. Then go from there? I don't think it'll be hard. None of it's going to be especially hard. Except maybe picking teachers, but then you'd have to be like, main ones like Dumbledore definitely and maybe McGonagall depending. I'd take minor teachers and then make them disappear when Dumbledore has his chat with Zack.)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 5, 2005 15:35:34 GMT -5
(hm that makes sense possibly Snape as well or Sanpe which jk called the poor guy once.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 5, 2005 15:50:58 GMT -5
(Is it any worse than Snads?
I'm pretty sure I could be Snape. Doesn't matter either way. I could be Filch too, me thinks.)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 5, 2005 15:58:05 GMT -5
( i can see that then ill be mcgonagall and dumbledore)
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 5, 2005 17:02:57 GMT -5
(I guess that means I have to start, huh?)
Filch knew the halls like that back of his hand, light or not. Truth be told, he used the giant lamp to scare the piss out of students out late at night. That still didn't prepare him for the site that met him in a backwards 2nd floor corridor. It was a boy, a dead one, lying in the middle of the hallway, with a still smoldering something by his head.
He kneeled down by the boy, forcing himself to be professional.
"Go get th'headmaster," Filch nudged Mrs. Norris gently into action. "I'll wait here with him."
(Just assume she went and got Dumbledore. I don't want to write a cat. Dumbledore can bring a posse if he wants.)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 30, 2005 13:37:26 GMT -5
A few minutes later Proffesors Dumbledore and McGonagall arrived on the scene.
"What happened?" Mcgonagall asked, looking fearfully down at the boy.
Dumbledore bent over next to the unmoving body and examined it.
"He's dead." He announced straightening back up. "By muggle means from the look of it."
Minerva looked fearfully at Albus. "But how?"
"Obviously someone had a muggle weapon with them since the beginning of the school year."
"But who Albus, who could do such a thing?"
Albus got a far off look in his eyes before shaking his head. "I don't know."
But he did know, he sighed internally. This wasn't good.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 30, 2005 13:42:13 GMT -5
"What would ye like me t'do, Headmastah?" Filch asked quietly, knowing he shouldn't be a party to this... business.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Jan 30, 2005 13:50:35 GMT -5
"Move the body out of this hallway, until I contact his parents. I'll make a formal announcement about it at breakfast tomorrow."
He sighed and looked at his deputy headmistress. "Minerva I need you to go find Miss Abbot and tell her."
"Why?" Minerva asked still in shock.
Albus sighed. "She'll probably take this harder then the rest of the student body after all he was her boyfriend."
Minerva nodded and left to go find her but first she was going to go fetch Severus, he was better at handling hysterical children. Not that he'd ever admit it to anyone.
She went up to his private quarters and knocked on the painting.
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Post by Jeffrey on Jan 30, 2005 13:55:51 GMT -5
(hey, whoa, wait! sands never got to tell her that aaron or whatever his name is got transfered cuz he hated her! but i think we can save it, sands goes around in the dead of night, tells her, she'll be stunned, she'll tell dumbledore and he'll be stunned, and he'll go along with it because it'd be cruel to tell her. i think sands should be in the process of telling her right now so he can sneak back so zack will be in bed when people look for him... that okay? i can write that now)
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