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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 15:20:12 GMT -5
(Bad Roux, don't destroy the evidence!)
"Come on then. Want me to draw you a bath?"
Roux stood up and stretched before offering a hand to Vivian.
(I love how nobody's noticed that Sands is out and possibly blowing up the castle.)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 15:24:46 GMT -5
(shes destraught and hes concerned i dont think theyre even thinking clearly)
"That would be nice." She whispered feebly. her thoughts strayed vaguley to where Sands was at that moment. But somehow she didnt care.
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 15:42:52 GMT -5
"You're wish is my command, m'lady."
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Meanwhile
Sands had escaped the confining Divination Office with his life. He wasn't sure how, but he wouldn't question it. He traced a familiar route to the Potions Office in naught but his boxers, hoping against hope that there'd be no one in his way. He wouldn't be responsible for his actions. Not that he ever really was. It takes a brave psychotic to admit that kind of lack of control.
He slammed the heavy door behind him and sunk behind the desk in relief. He was almost free. He'd have to make haste if he wanted out of the castle before they caught him, but it was a start. He withdrew the wand from the shorts and examined it, wondering if the memories would float to his consciousness like oil in water. Transfiguration... Charms...
It wasn't long before he was dressed all in black: tight leather pants with a black silk button down shirt. For effect, he added a cowboy hat--there was no such thing as overdressed--and a knife sheath, complete with hunting knife. And the shoulder holster, the handle of a Magnum .357 just peaking out. He was armed to the teeth and ready for his escape. He could imagine the throbbing theme song accompanying him and the whine of bullets overhead. A satisfied smirk was the last adjustment as Sands noticed that there was nothing of the Davinski brat left in appearance.
He stole out of the room quietly so as to avoid detection as long as possible. It wouldn't do to be apprehended straight out of the gate. In fact, he had made it to the Entrance Hall before he was caught. It was his luck that it was an honorable Hufflepuff 7th year that wouldn't let him go without a fight.
"Intruder! How did a Muggle get in here?"
Sands rolled his eyes, unholstered the .357 and promptly shot the kid in the chest. Fuck games. He didn't bother shoving the gun back in the holster as he quickly ran down the flight of stairs. Almost free.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 15:56:36 GMT -5
*Vivian froze midstep upon hearing a gunshot. Wait? A gunshot? She looked wide eyed at Roux as it dawned upon her who that would be.*
"Shit oh shit." She muttered running out into the main room, striding determindly across the soft carpet she stopped in front of the potrait that hung on her wall.
"Vi I need to find out what just happened."
The woman in the potrait nodded. No less then 1 minute later she came back looking out of breath and accompanyed by 3 other people.
"Jason Issacs has been shot. We couldn't tell if he was dead or not but apparently some muggle had shot him without saying a wor before bolting."
"Oh god," Vivian said, looking at Roux who had dramatically paled. "I need to go," she said throwing on some clothes willy nilly before leaving her quarters. Taking a bunch of secret passages she cut her time in half and reached the Entrance hall without encountering anyone. Looking around she spotted the body of the 7th year lying dead on the floor. She bit her lip to keep from crying. But she needed to find Sands/Zack before he disappeared outside her realm of influence.
"He just passed the lake." A voice said from behind her. she whirled around and saw Roux looking grimly out a window. She went over and joined him. Looking out of it she saw Sands image fleeing towards the forest. Moonlight bright allowing them to see which direction he went in.
"We need to go after him." She said determindly.
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 16:07:29 GMT -5
Sands stopped beside a tree on the outskirts of the forest and took a minute to regain his breath. There was running, then there was running for one's life and Sands had just lost the healthy rush of adrenalin that comes with the latter. But he couldn't stop now. The forest was bad, he knew this from Zacky-boy's memories, but staying at the castle was perhaps more so. He needed to get to Hogsmeade and disguise himself. Safety in numbers and hope nobody would try and probe his brains.
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Roux sighed as Sands disappeared into the forest. He couldn't catch up, he was too far away and they were too evenly matched stamina wise. But Viv might have the means.
"Broomstick," he murmured.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 16:09:54 GMT -5
"What?" She asked distractedly.
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 16:13:47 GMT -5
"You can catch him on broomstick."
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 16:22:40 GMT -5
She blinked owlishly. Suddenly it dawned on her what she had just been told.
"I'm such an idiot." She muttered, holding out a hand. "Accio cleansweep!"
After what seemeed like forever the rickety old broom came hurtling towards them and stopped hovering by her side.
"Wait." She said, "I can't go after him. I can't fly anymore. You'll have to go instead."
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 16:26:18 GMT -5
Roux's eyes widened.
"I... I don't think I can.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 16:36:39 GMT -5
*She bit her lip thoughtfully.*
"I'm certain the only reason I'm not allowed on a broom is the fear of falling off. But maybe if I had someone else with me...."
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 16:42:50 GMT -5
"We'd better go fast, we can't let him leave the grounds."
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 16:45:16 GMT -5
"Right," she said swinging a leg over the broom that was till hovering next to them. she gestured for him to get on behind her nad hold on. "Funny I've alwasy wanted to fly through the school on a broom I just never thought It would be becaue of something like this."
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 16:53:18 GMT -5
Roux wasn't sure why, but he felt his mouth crack a small smile.
"Go?"
(Why hasn't Sands gotten to Hogsmeade yet?)
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Post by Vivian Astley on Nov 18, 2004 16:58:51 GMT -5
(I wouldnt know)
She nodded curtly and kicked off trying not to yelp as Roux's grip around her midsection tightened. Leaning flat agauinst the broom she zoomed at the door which burst open before they hit it. Taking a sharp right they zoomed off towards the spot where they had seen Sands/Zack take when he had disappeared.
"He's probably already in Hogsmeade!" She yelled over the wind.
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Post by Jeffrey on Nov 18, 2004 17:08:57 GMT -5
Sands eyed the train schedule. The earliest train out was in 5 minutes, but it wasn't going anywhere he'd like to call hospitible.
Beggars can't be chosers, Shelmo.
Sands shuddered at that voice. Nobody had the right to call him Shelmo, but he didn't get a choice. That was one voice he coudln't control. So he bought a ticket to... Oslo. Maybe he could get another ride to Amsterdam. But he had to leave. Now.
Right now.
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