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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 4 2009, 02:56 AM Post #81 |
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"Oh, he didn't tell you?" Tigs raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then I suppose you wouldn't know about the belt, or tying me up..." It was more than likely one of those 'I didn't think it was that important, so I didn't tell you' excuses, but it was, naturally, a great point to press. "Kinky." She finished, repairing her cloak where it had been cut open, listening to Ramon's list. "And, of course, blowing up that store front. It was amusing to see his face after he lost me twice, most definitely. Expression, it's such a funny thing..." But Tiger was getting rather bored with this conversation, even though she was getting reactions from it. "But you're wasting my time." So her wand came up again, pointing itself at different parts of Emma's body as she idly commented, "So you can talk with Ramon or I can force you to, but I think you might want to chose your own answers." |
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| Emma_D'Abugine | Jan 4 2009, 03:07 AM Post #82 |
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She was determined not to let Ramon's words get to her. So Azkaban had be lost. That wasn't Kevin's fault. Azkaban had been riddled with security problems for years. As for losing the same ICDEs twice, it wasn't just down to him alone to make sure they remained captured. Emma attempted to push aside to mention of past ICDE history. Lynx had been on maternity leave and Abi had been kidnapped. How was he expected to handle the Auror department alone. Yet she kept silent, letting him think what he wanted. Emma's eyes however did widen somewhat noticeably as Ramon mentioned the note she'd left. How did he even find the note? ...Unless he'd been inside their flat... But how? And what was stopping them returning, for Kevin or Katie? She felt slightly panicked wondering what could be happening there as they spoke. For all she knew someone could be lying there to ambush her husband. "The note? But when? How did you? We have wards up. How did you know where we lived?" She turned her gaze towards Tigs as she spoke, her blood instantly running cold at her words. Belt? Tying her up? Emma knew she was just enjoying riling her up, and it was working. Emma froze, eying Tigs' wand. Kevin hadn't mentioned any such thing, yet she still tensed at hearing the implications and to be reminded of the incident at Flourish and Blott's. "Why the hell would I answer any of his questions? Or any of yours for that matter?" she glared back. |
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| Deleted User | Jan 4 2009, 03:18 AM Post #83 |
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Ramon smirked and shrugged. Well actually...your friend Andromida Marrid helped alot with that...You really should choose your friends a little more closely He smild again. Now he too raised his wand, pointing it down the alley at Emma. Mrs. D'Aburgain...you stand there talking as though you dont give a F***...as though you have nothing to lose. But the truth is? You have EVERYTHING to lose. You have an unsuspecting husband who should be arriving home any moment now. You have a daughter living at you...excuse me...you HAD a daughter living at your home...so you see Mrs D'Aburgine...you still have a WHOLE LOT to loose. So they hadnt left anyone to get Kevin...she didnt know that. And as for the kid? They could always pretend that Emma had unknowingly delivered her child to a DE spy. |
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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 4 2009, 03:26 AM Post #84 |
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"Because I saaaaaiiid so." Tigs sang, though she let Ramon actually explain to the daft woman why, exactly, it was stupid to resist. Tapping her wand on her jeans, she impatiently waited. "Why do we even give them the chance to resist, or come quietly?" She asked wryly, noting that, yes, although the banter was amusing, it was also getting them no where. And she hadn't been lying, she did have a visit to make. She just didn't specify who. Internally - and internally only - Tigs winced as Ramon indicated that Katie would be killed or something of the like, and she just raised her eyes to the sky. "There's three of us, one of you, we have your family, and the longer you resist, the less likely things will be 'just talking', because you are trying my patience." She said this all carefully, as if she knew what she was saying, yet paying more attention to the sky. |
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| Emma_D'Abugine | Jan 4 2009, 03:39 AM Post #85 |
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Emma was sure she had paled a great deal at Ramon's words. Andy? Andy had given up their address? But... she wouldn't. Andy wouldn't have surely. They were friends, cousins.... Ramon's raised voice had startled her, but not as much as what he had to say. She felt her wand hand begin to shake, her whole body at that - she couldn't be sure. All she knew was that if Ramon was telling the truth, her family were in grave danger. "You dare go anywhere near him. Kevin won't let you take him." Kevin was a trained Auror and while the fact that there was quite possibly someone lying in wait for him, Emma knew he wouldn't give up without a fight an could defend himself. It was the mention of Katie, that set her heart pounding in her chest and sent her stepping forward furiously towards those in her path, wand raised emitting a few red sparks. "What have you done to her?! I swear, if you've hurt her I'll..." She trailed off. As much as she hated to admit it, Tigs was right. They were three and she was one. Resistance was futile. No one knew she was there except for possibly Kevin, if he'd got the note and if someone had been waiting in ambush for him there was no chance he's be on his way to find her. Andy didn't even know exactly where she had planned on heading to find Matthew. She took another step forward, this time more warily. "I do give a f** actually. This is my family you're talking about and you really better not have hurt them." She glanced between the three of them, her gaze no doubt betraying her nerves from the moment Kevin an Katie's safety had been mentioned. "But what makes you think I would tell you anything? I'm not risking my family or my job!" |
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| Deleted User | Jan 4 2009, 03:48 AM Post #86 |
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Ramon shrugged, suprised slightly at Tiger's impatience...usually she was one to toy with her prey for as long as possible before she finally moved in for the kill. Kevin's skill as an auror is a mute point...he has a weakness for women...something frequently exploited by Tiger here...as for your daughter...well maybe Andromeda will stop by and tell you how shes doing. He eyed the sputtering wand for a moment then looked back to Emma...she seemed close to breaking down. Your family is at Risk...wether you are willing to risk them or not...and your Job hardly seems important next to your life...and that of your daughter and husband. He smiled How does it feel Emma...to be the one to ruin your family...and now hold their lives in your trembeling hands? |
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| Emma_D'Abugine | Jan 4 2009, 03:56 AM Post #87 |
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They had her at all angles. Her family, her job, her life. There was nowhere left to run and Emma knew it and it hurt. There was no way of knowing for certain if what they were telling her was true; she didn't know for certain if they had left someone for Kevin or if Katie had been taken, hurt or even worse... killed. But just the thought that they could be telling the truth petrified Emma to the core. She was beyond hiding how she was feeling as she felt the first tears of panic fall. She didn't want to hear their theory of Kevin having a weakness for women - that Emma was sure was Tiger's doing. Nor did she want to hear lies about which side Andy stood on. "Fine," she found herself murmuring, unable to meet Ramon's cold gaze. "You have me but don't you dare hurt them." |
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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 4 2009, 03:58 AM Post #88 |
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"Mmm but he'll take me..." Tigs purred, not bothering to look at Emma, her attention elsewhere. Naturally, she didn't specify if she'd let him or not, but still. That's the way all her comments were. Truth or stretched truth, with no real intention, despite how it sounded. "He hasn't even asked any questions yet, for merlinssakes..." Finally Tigs turned back to the scene before her, dancing forward to stand an arm's length away from Emma. "Why don't you see the futility of not giving in, and instead focus on how you're going to attempt to escape? We all know it'll take the aurors a week, at least, to organize a rescue mission..." Well, if Emma gave in at first they could be done here. But then she did, and Tigs beamed. "Fantastic." Edited by Tiger Baptiste, Jan 4 2009, 03:59 AM.
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| Deleted User | Jan 4 2009, 04:04 AM Post #89 |
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Ramon smiled tiredly as she gave in. Then please place your wand on the ground and walk over to Tiger...this dismal alley is hardly a comfortable place to discuss buisness in. Finally...that had taken a while...not that he hadnt expected it too...actually...he was quite frankly surprised that she hadnt tried to break free of the alley. Well...she kind of had but what ever. He waited, watching to see if she would give up her wand. |
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| Emma_D'Abugine | Jan 4 2009, 04:18 AM Post #90 |
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Tigs comments were really getting right on Emma's last nerve. "They'll find me," she stated firmly, her wand still tight in her grip, the parcel still under the other arm. "They'll find me, you can be sure of that," it was a statement, yet even Emma had to admit she hadn't said it quite so strongly as she she'd have liked to. She shot a glare at Tigs as she step forward to dance at arms reach. Smug. Taunting. Emma tensed. "Give my wand up and go to her? You have got to be kidding me!" Her wand was the only thing she had to protect her and so she raised it again right in Tigs direction and sent off another Impedimenta jinx, letting Matthew's parcel drop beside her. It was her last shot and she knew it. Edited by Emma_D'Abugine, Jan 4 2009, 04:19 AM.
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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 4 2009, 04:23 AM Post #91 |
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"Yes, maybe, eventually. When we decide you have lost your usefulness." Clearly it was a lot less fun to rib a girl. Didn't stop her, but it definitely wasn't as fun. A moment though, and Tigs was knocked over, not bothering to block the spell. Her own wand disappeared into her cloak as she simply stood back up, not stopping as she walked forward and merely tensed her fist and punched Emma, hard with the motion. "Behave." No longer was her voice cheerful and smug, instead, annoyed and bored. |
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| Deleted User | Jan 4 2009, 04:26 AM Post #92 |
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Ramon lowered his wand and shook his head...what a stupid woman. He simply stood there and watched Tiger begin the beat the shit out of the woman...we could wait. Congradulations on just jepordizing your family. He called as one last jibe. he really couldnt believe she had tried to attack...after already surrendering. |
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| Emma_D'Abugine | Jan 4 2009, 04:33 AM Post #93 |
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That one last spell had been her last attempt at a possible break for freedom. It had indeed been futile but she wasn't giving up without a fight. She just prayed they had been lying about Kevin and Katie. However, Emma hadn't been expecting just a reaction from Tiger to the spell. She didn't have a moment to defend herself before Tigs was up and her fist collided with her jaw. Emma's head snapped back and she went down, her jaw throbbing like crazy and her vision blurred. She'd never felt a blow like it. As the edges of her vision began to darken, Emma vaguely made out Ramon words, before everything went black. |
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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 4 2009, 04:45 AM Post #94 |
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"Stupid bitch." Tigs muttered, her hand dropping to her side as she looked down at Emma distastefully. It was done though, so Tigs looked at Ramon, and crossed her arms. "Okay. You get to bring her to the place, because I do have other things to do. Call me again if you need me...but I'll assume you're capable of taking care of one unconscious auror, yes?" She picked up Emmas wand and stuck it in Ramon's pocket, patting it before turning and walking over to Jordan, waiting for the girl to lift the wards. Once they were, Tigs called back, "have funnn." and apparated away. |
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| Deleted User | Jan 4 2009, 04:50 AM Post #95 |
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Ramon sighed and watched Tiger leave, then looked back at the unconcious Auror. He grinned triumphantly. They had actually accomplished something...the real trick would be being able to hold on to her for more then two months. Matthew Berenson huh? He thought to himself. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out an empty potions bottle. Matthew was a potions nut right? Let the stupid aurors think he had Emma...if they ever got around to looking for her. He tossed it so that it broke...near to the package that she had dropped. Reaching down he gripped her arm. There was a loud crack and they dissaperated. |
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| Kevin_D'Abugine | Jan 7 2009, 02:35 AM Post #96 |
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Fleeing from the ministry and walking a goodly length down the streets to insure that he wouldn't be traced or followed- Kevin disapparated away, to the Order common room (...it was painted again...and distinctly empty), where he took the Floo over to his old Summer Home with Andy, and then apparated to the main streets of Paris. Quite roundabout, actually...and probably not the fastest way- but it stopped people from following, and it allowed him to check remote locations for Emma. (She could have gone to the common room, or even the summer home if she'd been fleeing or something.) But nothing. And coming down the more muggle side of Paris, and trying to blend in (his mind was already speaking French again), he let himself into the tiny cafe. Entirely ignoring the "helpful" waitress, and the bell overhead, he turned around and began searching. Anything. He couldn't use his wand of course (annoying), and he was trying not to think about the fact that the last time he'd been there, he'd hit the man he was now searching for, but even a scrap would reassure him. He didn't find anything. As it was, this cafe held many different memories for him. Bridgette and Tyler had met here, of course. Wow. That seemed like forever ago. But she had been there- her note said it. He took a moment to sit, putting both hands on his eyes again and rubbing them hard. He pretty much had to. Otherwise- he'd have been out of breath- and collapsing wasn't going to help Emma at all. Then he got up, exited the shop, and moved into the alley behind it for a second, just to keep breathing- out of site of the annoyed waitress glaring at him. He was stunned to recognize what appeared to be a broken potion vial over...hadn't that gift been under his tree once? Their tree? HA! She had been there. He crossed hurriedly, bending over it, careful in lieu of broken glass to get it. Yeah, he'd moved too fast. He still cut a small shard against the pinkish, cold flesh besides the broken glass as he picked it up. To Katie. From Matthew. Oh the nerve of it. And a potion? Because Matthew and potions were oh so good. With a short gasp of pain at the shard, he stuck his finger in his mouth and let the cool metallic taste of his own blood try and stop for a moment, before remembering he was a wizard, not a vampire. Out of sight as he was in the alleyway, he snuck his wand out long enought to sew up the small cut, and leaned back on his knees, still clutching the package. |
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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 7 2009, 02:42 AM Post #97 |
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"Taste good?" A voice laced with both curiosity and amusement broke the quite of the alley - the same alley they'd gotten Emma just three? days ago. Amusing, how easy it could be. And yet, she'd just been checking to see if anyone'd found the stuff yet. Seems like he was the first. She leaned on the brick wall to her right and arched her eyebrow, watching him on the ground. Well. Ramon would be amused that a distraction actually managed to hurt someone, even if it was just a cut. A little...well, sad, that he'd seen it, and still managed to cut himself. Oh well. "Is there a reason you're kneeling in a dirty alley way, cutting yourself?" |
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| Kevin_D'Abugine | Jan 7 2009, 02:50 AM Post #98 |
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Hearing an all-too familiar voice behind him, Kevin's eyes peeked back open and he winced a bit. Biting his tongue for a moment, he looked over at her. Well. She seemed pleased enough. "Oh yes. I've gone vamp. Didn't you know?" He snapped, a bit confused as to why it came out slightly as teasing. In that instant, huge, raging conflicting emotions of wants were attacking him at the same moment staring as he was at Tiger. He let the box down, and blinked only once. How exactly, would she have known to come there- if she hadn't seen what had happened with Emma and Matthew? Or was she just stalking him? Hm. That one, first. With Jarlax's words still in mind of playing "her game", he still was convinced that drawing his wand near Muggles when he was out of his mind and losing in the end-- one on one when she didn't give a wit about the surroundings, of course? -- would be pointless. Trying to figure out why the hell she was there...all the more appealing. "Stalking me, are you? Sorry- I didn't happen to bring those gifts of yours." |
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| Tiger Baptiste | Jan 7 2009, 03:00 AM Post #99 |
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"Funny, and I was just teasing you when I said bite me..." Tigs grinned immediately as he sounded rather cranky - hmm, wonder why that'd be? - and yet, something else she hadn't heard before. Interesting. It also seemed like he was trying to muddle through something, so Tigs patiently crossed her arms, waiting for him to come to some kind of conclusion. It was slightly confusing, but there was an ease of adaption into the situation. No wand? No names, no one coming out behind her with a ha, gotcha. You'll be stuffed in a closet till we get Azkaban back... Or Emma, if they figured that one out yet. Didn't seem like it, but who knew? "Stalking you? I could ask the same. I live here." Ookay, so she lived here. But there was no need for him to know she actually had a flat a block away or so from Abi, did he? And it wasn't like she couldn't live there again if she wanted to. The comment about the gifts just widened her grin and she responded, "This isn't exactly the place for the Kev, dear." |
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| Kevin_D'Abugine | Jan 7 2009, 03:12 AM Post #100 |
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He didn't bother hiding the arched eyebrow as he stood back up, leaving the package where it was at the moment. For all he cared- it could stay there. Matthew wasn't ever going to have a part in his daughters life. On that one point- he was rock solid. Which was good, because everything else in his life seemed to have turned upside down for them, hadn't it? Damn't. He dusted off his hands, and let his surprise register first. "Yes, well. You have a talent for teasing being accurate then." It wasn't a surprised comment, but it was the surprise he'd otherwise have used in the following remark, which now was thankfully void of that particular overcast. "Hm. Yes, perhaps. Dark alleyway and such. Yet if you live just around the corner..." Yeah, he was out of his mind. But at least he knew the "gifts" were from her. The anguish in his appearance still had to be quite apparent. He tilted his head, biting his lip. "So you just happened to be walking by, and thought, hey, a chat would be nice?" Curious...she lived in France, and had no french accent? Even he still had a trace of one- and he'd spoken both languages all his life. |
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