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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 24, 2007 22:47:33 GMT
"Can't deny the truth," I shrug, opening my eyes again. "Sure, he was a friend, but what he did was stupid. If he hadn't been stupid he might be alive now."
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 24, 2007 23:06:26 GMT
Jerami smiled at the boys reaction. "Thats true."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 24, 2007 23:28:35 GMT
I nod, still fingering my wand and realizing that, yes, I would still like to curse him. Because idiot or not, Jake was the only friend I had for six years, and I'd always felt kind of protective of him.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 25, 2007 5:27:51 GMT
"But there something thats been botherin me." Jerami said stoping infront of him and taking four steps back. "How to kill You?" Jerami said with a smile and tok his wand out and sent a wave of fire towards him.
((i'm feeling violent))
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 25, 2007 15:51:47 GMT
Fuck! I think, dodging down and out of the way and luckily only getting a little singed. I think anyway - my mind is somewhat busy both yelling at me for coming here in the first place and wildly trying to think of what to do.
"And why might you do that?" I ask, heart stopping suddenly as I realize I've somehow dropped my wand.
Stupid fucking idiot....
((Oh, well thanks for that.... No killing though, pretty please. Torture and etc if you like, but he ain't dying.))
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 26, 2007 2:08:23 GMT
((ooc-wasn't planning on killing him.))
Jerami smirked. "Orders." Jerami said plainly.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 22:07:11 GMT
Oh, fuck, I think with a flash of fear, thinking that I've been found out.
"And whose orders might those be?" I ask, hoping he'll get the implication that there's no way a loyal deatheater would be ordered to kill me. Because if it's the Dark Lord's then I'm already dead. If he knows I'm disloyal I'm dead. And there is no way to change that.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 27, 2007 22:26:37 GMT
Jerami smirked. "Well theres only one person who can give me orders and stay alive." He said with a smile. A bead of sweat could be seen on patricks head. It could of been from the heat.. or from his nervousness. After all the dark lord wanted to find out who was loyal. This was his way of doing it.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 22:32:41 GMT
"And... why might our Lord want me dead?" I ask, hoping that he can't tell how much my voice is shaking and wishing very fervently that I still had my wand. "If... if I've made a mistake, I... I can correct it," I say, trying to remember if I've ever been given a specific order or severely fouled up a general one.
Please let this be about something other than my loyalty.... And for the love of all that's decent in the world, please let him not be another bloody reader.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 27, 2007 22:34:46 GMT
Jerami shook his head. "You've been bad." Was all he said. The boys voice was shaky. And he would find out soon. He was going to say something and fuck up. Then he'd have him.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 22:43:15 GMT
"I... I don't know what you mean," I say, trying to steady my voice, still hoping desperately that I've committed some minor infraction that can be easily fixed. "I... I have been loyal for nearly three years now."
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 27, 2007 22:53:55 GMT
"You haven't done your job. Your sister isn't alive." Jerami said with an evil grin. "He wants it done in the next week." Jerami said with excitement. "Or we get to finish this conversation."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 22:58:42 GMT
Oh, fuck... no, I think again, heart freezing. This is the last thing I wanted. "Are you sure you haven't gotten me confused with someone else?" I ask, struggling to sound normal. "My sister... isn't worth bothering with. And I certainly haven't heard anything about being ordered to kill her before now."
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 27, 2007 23:08:35 GMT
Jerami nodded. "I know. He told me to tell you. She's a blood traiter and will be an example for every one. It will keep more loyal subjects."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 23:17:18 GMT
Oh no... oh no... oh, fuck no. My mind is racing racing wildly, though its being far from useful.
Just shut up and try to think of a way out of this! I yell at my own mind while nodding to Heightington, unable to find any words. 'Cause that won't seem suspicious.
"As the Dark Lord wishes," I say finally, tilting my head because I can't meet his eyes, and knowing that I'm probably a little bit pale.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 27, 2007 23:26:45 GMT
JErami smiled at the color change in the boy. It would seem his knife would be getting some fresh blood sooner then he thought.
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 23:32:41 GMT
Anyone but Arden.... I'll kill anyone you like, just not my little sister.
I consider actually saying this for about two seconds, then realize it would probably be suicide.
"So are we done here?" I ask, managing to look up again.
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Post by Jerami Heightington on Nov 27, 2007 23:34:29 GMT
JErami nodded. "We are."
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Post by Fitzy Patricks on Nov 27, 2007 23:37:26 GMT
"I'll be going then," I say, inclining my head again and reaching for my wand where I spot it on the floor.
You should have just provoked him and then you'd just be dead now.
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