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[laya-bell-blog]

End.

“I need to get out of here, I’m useless with one arm.” Laya was starting to get nervous as soon as she escaped. She began to make her way toward the first floor, hoping someone would be willing to travel with her.

[luka-caito]

End.

Luka was still having a hard time on his feet, having only been tortured previously that day. But he knew that there were people in the castle, not too far away, that had gone through an explosion. He could see it down the corridor, and that was his goal, until he was stopped by someone shooting spells at him. Luka turned as quickly as he could, but his wand was blown a few feet away as he got hit with a disarming spell.

[ezracohenoota-blog]

End.

Ezra was trying his best to fight his way down from the castle, but it was proving quite difficult with all the fighting. He used his wand to send a Bat-Bogey Hex toward an auror. “Didn’t realize that spell would actually work out in a fight,” he said with a small chuckle. He sent another one making sure that the auror was tied up. As soon as he was done he looked up to see a familiar face who seemed surprised to see him. 

[albert-boone]

[Group White]

Albert froze in his place when Thorne explained that there were students trapped, friends were trapped. He sort of fell back into the wall as he put a hand to his head. They couldn’t help them.

[ezracohenoota-blog]

Group White

“What the hell is that noise?” Ezra said as the three grown men stopped talking. 

[luka-caito]

Better or Worse

Others around them were stressing out about escaping, but Luka had something else on his mind.

What the fuck was that loud sound?

They hadn’t heard much of anything up to this point, so the fact that there was something happening so loudly outside their doors made him even more worried about it. He stood up, walking over to where Ray sat, away from the others and focusing on something. Probably trying to get ready for what they were planning to do. But Luka had to ask, so he sat down beside him and waited for an opportunity. He’d met the man only once before, at Diagon Alley, where they’d been trapped together during the attack. Back then, they hadn’t done much but argue, but there was a kind of kindred spirit there that Luka felt like he could count on.

“Hello, Luka,” Ray said, giving him a small smile. It wasn’t much of a smile, and Luka couldn’t give much of a smile back, but he tried. “How is it?”

He knew what the man was asking about. The way that his body felt after the curse was used on him still settled into his bones, making his whole body ache. But one look at the man let him know that he’d been subjected to it many more times than Luka himself had, so he didn’t think it was fair to make a huge deal of it. “I’ve been better,” was all he said, and Ray responded with a respectful nod.

“We’ll get you all out,” the man said immediately, repeating words from earlier. “Don’t you worry about that.”

But Luka was worried about it. He looked back at the door, and then glanced back at the man who had been a werewolf advocate for years. He thought about how honest he had been during the protest, and how he had wanted so much more for people who didn’t deserve all the hatred that they got. Luka knew, from all he’d ever seen or heard from Ray, that he would be truthful about what he was going to ask him next.

“What do you think that sound was?” Luka asked, not even responding to anything else. He watched the man’s eyes as he tried to think of a reply, letting him know that he wasn’t going to accept any lies.

“Something big,” Ray said, looking at Luka and not afraid to hold his own gaze. “I don’t know what, but something big. Something that isn’t good.”

“And we’re still going to go out there? How will we survive? We don’t have any wands, and if something big and awful is happening out there, we don’t even know if it’s any safer than we are in here. It could be worse out there. We don’t even know where we are, and--.”

“Are you always this paranoid?” Ray asked, making Luka stop talking and frown.

“I’m trying to offer things to think about,” Luka told him.

Ray nodded. “Yeah. But we’ve been here for awhile. I think we’ve thought about things a lot.”

“Is this place where you’ve always been?” Luka asked, furrowing his brows.

Shaking his head, Ray adjusted himself against the wall. “No, not always here in this room. But in Falsdom’s capture, it’s been the same. Now with you all involved. We know what happens in rooms like this, Luka, and we know that it’s best to get you out of here. No matter what’s outside that door.”

Luka didn’t like the sound of that. He couldn’t argue it, though, because he had no authority to. Glancing towards the door where he saw Rory and her brother talking, he knew that this was something they were never going to get out of. These men thought that it was better to risk everything than it was to stay here any longer.

He didn’t know what was coming for them, but he realized then that it was worse than anything.

[outoftheashes-rpg]

Soundtrack of OotA’s Last Event

[outoftheashes-news]

Colin Page hadn’t been gone for very long when the three men started to whisper among themselves. Professor Cantus actually turned his body so that they were hidden from the eyes of the students who no doubt wanted to know whatever was going on in their heads.

At this point, there was no way to know how long they had been gone, but the consensus seemed to be that this was the third day. The little makeshift toilet in one corner of the room, which made some people want to cry at the thought of, had begun to smell, and the darkness was making their bodies tired even more than the lack of food. A couple of students had started to huddle together for warmth, and to whisper hope to each other when it seemed to be running out.

When the men finally decided that they had reached a conclusion, Cantus stood up, shakily, and started to head over to the groups of students. He spoke to each little section individually, in groups of two or three, but he always said the same thing.

“We are going to get you out of here,” he assured each one of them. “We won’t let them use you like they want to. It’s one thing to use adults in a war, it’s another thing entirely to use children.”

Fitzsimmons, who was the only among them that was actually trained for battle, stood up and walked over to the door where he began to scope things out. He could hardly walk, and it made some wonder how they could escape a group of three armed men with a group of three men who had been stuck in places like this for much longer than anyone was willing to think about.

“The door has a blindspot,” he said, pointing right to the sides, talking undoubtedly to the other men but not seeming to care that the kids were listening anymore. “One could be here, and one here, and with surprise we might be able to subdue them or even get their wands.”

“And what about the other? There’s no place for them to hide,” Ray pointed out, still sitting and trying to ride out the pain that he had gone through earlier.

Brian nodded, and looked at Cantus, who tilted his head and then spoke. “I would do it,” he said, quietly.

“No, I should,” Brian began. “I’m trained for combat, I can take him out easier than you both could, and the element of surprise on the aurors is best.”

Ray shook his head, about to speak again when a loud noise outside of their room seemed to vibrate the walls. Everything went quiet again, and the men exchanged glances but didn’t speak about their plan out loud any more.

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