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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 2, 2012 16:02:02 GMT -5
The moon was only a half moon but, even with it rays there was enough light for the figured to see as they wandered the paths, as if look for something. Though the figured was doing just that, just as many others had heard the whisper of a new Dark Lord & the events that had happened so far.
He still keep a heads up for catching the leader, he plained to bring them in or hunt them down what ever came first. The figure turned up an ally way, the hood of there cloak low but, as they came to a group they stopped before lowing the hood.
In doing so you could see it was Rigoletto Carillon-Dra though this time he was not wearing his mask the there where scares on the one side of his face & that side as also paler then the other a bit but, it was true with out the mask he did not gain as much attention form people, since the white of the mask was more a stand out. The other though perhaps people had gotten use to his face form under the mask or some of the few that knew what was under it.
With a glance around he turned to leave drawing the hood over his head once more, his cloak swished behind him, as he moved; he turned up the ally before turning up a street keeping alert about the sounds & smells around him, which humans could not hear. His eyes watched for any danger of any sign of those he hunted, for to find the one he wanted he would have to likely find those that fallowed them first.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Jan 3, 2012 18:03:19 GMT -5
Annabella roamed the streets wearing a pitch black cloak. Only her Pink streaks could identify the Young woman. Her baby blues were bright, the moon light reflected in her eyes. Her locket was glowing a bright green, and she sensed Danger. Oliver was only in HoneyDukes getting her the Chocolates she craved. The baby was being more gentle since the child broke her rib. She hadnt seen Snape or Rigoletto Since she decided to live with Oliver. She Sat on a bench and pulled out her Song book where she wrote Songs. She wrote the title 'Ultimate' at the top.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 3, 2012 20:27:00 GMT -5
Rigoletto continued to walk, he remained a aleart to things around him at the moment he keep in mind of an D.E. or that he could bring in or at least warn the Ministry or where they where at the moment he saw them. His steeps where quieted, as he walked on there where not many people as there was in the day so it would appear many had gone home or just did not wish to be out site.
As he walked on he picked up many smells none of any real interest that is tell one, came to him he knew it to well better then any human & the fact was still there in his mind of the war, the fight on how to deal with the issue of Oliver & Annabella. One part of him told to fight for her, even if it would be a losing battle because Annabella would only hate him. Or walk away altogethers, form the issue but the odds where he would still be asked to keep an eye on Annabella after all she was with child.
Fallowing the sented he spotted Annabella, form where he was in the shadows she looked fine form where he was & he wondered if he should speak with her or leave, perhaps the last of the two was best. After all where ever Annabella was Oliver was sure to be close.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Jan 3, 2012 22:18:29 GMT -5
Oliver emerged from Honeydukes carrying the chocolates that Anna had been craving under him arm. Lifting his head to the wind, Oliver reached out with his hightened senses, searching for any danger that was around him. It was only a half moon, but Oliver was getting closer to turning at will and it seemed that his heightened awareness of smell, hearing and sight were with him all the time now. The winds brought back to him the tell tale signs of danger, and the smells of everyone within a mile any direction of him.
Frowning Oliver knew Anna's scent above everyone's, but it was the second that he recognized that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. Rigoletto was close, and who knew why this time. Walking over to Anna, he handed her the box of chocolates, placing his body between hers and Rigoletto's protectively. "Would you care to know someone is watching you Anna?" Oliver asked softly.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Jan 3, 2012 22:47:38 GMT -5
Anna was too immersed in her notebook to notice anybody apporching her, her mind was focus on writing this song about Oliver. She felt her locket turn red, a warning of possible Danger. The wiind blew her hood down revealing the young woman. She wrote the lyrics down until Oliver returned. She heard his words and looked "there is?" The girl asked in the same soft tone. She looked as her Lover became Proteective of her and the child.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 3, 2012 23:04:47 GMT -5
Rigoletto saw Oliver come to Annabella side, he watched the two it was clear Oliver knew he was there close, his actions showed it. He though about what to do before he acted, he would leave for the time there was other things that needed to be dealt with with a flick he turned to leave.
Though there was a feeling of something not right in the air but, Rigoletto at the time did not know what it was or if it was to offended him or if it was mealy the war that was coming to the Wizard World. He remained alert for what was a round, him to sounds, smells & everything else around him.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Jan 6, 2012 21:17:48 GMT -5
"Yes Anna," Oliver said looking up as he handed her the chocolates. "Rigoletto was near, and that makes me wonder what has him interested in this place. There might be danger..." Oliver trailed off trying to scent anyone else who might be around. "Perhaps I should take you home and come back and see what the leech wants, or what he's after on a night like this" Oliver said softly, but he hoped that Anna would agree to go home for a while where he knew it was going to be safer for her.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Jan 7, 2012 20:29:12 GMT -5
Anna took the chocolates and deposited them in her purse. She heard his words "I didnt notice. I was writing a song about you." She looked at who Oliver was protecting her from. It was Rigoletto. Her eyes shone in the moonlight. She knew he wanted for her to go home, but the Rebellious girl shook her head. "No Oliver. Im Staying. I may be Preggers but I can still fend for myself."
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 7, 2012 20:52:12 GMT -5
Rigoletto had turned to leave Annabella & Oliver but, there was somthing else, that was getting at him like the came before a storm. He knew there was a danger it was just at the moment he did not see it or since it but, it was close. The other fact was it was unclear if the threat was to him or another, if it was another then who there was any number of people that where around that it could be meant for, he would just have to be watchful for the danger that was hidden.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Jan 9, 2012 14:06:05 GMT -5
Oliver gave a small smile as Anna said that she was writing songs about him, "You'll have to sing it to me later," He said his sense still searching for whatever danger might have brought Rigoletto to Hogsmeade. He may not like the man/ vampire, but he could respect that he did have Anna's best interests at heart, but Oliver was still going to win the battle for her heart.
"Anna," Oliver said softly looking down at her, his attention turning to her and only her, leaving him vulnerable to any attack if it should come. "This isn't a discussion, and this isn't about you being pregnant or not. Rigoletto is here which means he's probably tracking someone." Oliver shoved a hand through his hair making the short strands stand up. "You are far too good and innocent to be involved with such matters, and you should never have to witness a battle if it were to happen. I know you are more than capable of taking care of yourself and our unborn child, but you are not safe here." Oliver looked down at Anna, willing her to understand, he could sense danger getting closer, he just couldn't tell which direction it was going to come from.
"Please don't make me swing you over my shoulder and carry you back to my house as a caveman would."
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Jan 9, 2012 22:38:57 GMT -5
Anna looked at Oliver as he spoke. "Maybe he's out for a stroll." She said looking up at him. It was obvious that this was possibly the night of the battle. She listened to him lecture her. "Im far beyond innocent. I've been involved two battles already. Im not afraid." She had watch people die before, She became more stronger. "Fine take me home." She said more muttering to herself in her thoughts "and watch me escape."
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 9, 2012 23:00:01 GMT -5
It was to quite for Rigoletto's liking, he knew well something was up but, it was unclear what. Though their was a smell in the air, that he knew well but to what ends that sign would lead was unclear. Many could be under the treat of attack but, then he could be added to the lot as well but, he questioned if this was not something to do with Oliver & Annabella some how he did not know why, he though it would but, then it would make since in some ways it would indeed be a final nail in a coffin to start something.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Jan 11, 2012 20:22:59 GMT -5
Oliver rolled his eyes and gave a small sigh as he turned away from Anna to take a coulpe of paces in frustration before turning back to face her. "Look I'm not about to pit my will against yours," Oliver said turning back to face Anna. "I'm stronger than you can imagine and if I wish it I could put a binding spell on you and keep you from leaving the house. However," Oliver paused, "I would much rather keep all parts of my anatomy attached and I have a feeling if I force you agsint your will I will have certain parts of my body cut off while I sleep." Oliver crossed his arms. "No, I'm not going to make you go or try to run your life like that Anna," Oliver said with a sigh. "I'm asking you to be mindful of our child who is growing in you, and yes it is my wish that you're no where near danger, but if you're going to be stubborn then fine, you can stay, but you will not fight anyone if it comes down to that."
Oliver watched Anna to see what her reaction was going to be. He could sense the danger getting closer and Rigoletto hadn't gone far which wasn't a good sign. Oliver hadn't mastered his transformation at will yet, which was not in his favor as he fought more with physical strength and was weaker with his charms and spells.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Jan 14, 2012 16:07:03 GMT -5
Anna looked at her Bulging stomach, then her eyes met Oliver's as she looked up. "I know, I know. you only want the best for our unborn child." She said crossing her arms, He know Anna better than anyone else. She chuckled at the part about her severing some of his limbs "You know me all too Well." But she turned serious again returning the look to Oliver. "Fine. I'll sit in a Tree and keep an eye on you. You know how much I want you to be in our baby's life."
She placed one fragile hand on the bump where the baby rested, the pain from the broken rib went away thanks to the potion Snape brewed for her. She thought of various names for her baby. She hoped for a Baby girl. Because she hoped that if it was girl, The werewolf would skip over the girl. Also that like Teddy Lupin, her Patronous would be a Wolf. Her other hand rested upon the Powerful Piece of Jewellery. She knew that her boyfriend was not very strong in his Combat spells and Charms, Which was why She was here. The Young woman's locket was powerful enough to Strengthen and Heal Oliver.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 14, 2012 20:37:08 GMT -5
Rigoletto moved with stealth threw the shadows, looking for the danger that he felt knowing that it was close, closer then he would like it at any time.
The other danger was that, it was unsure what the danger was or who it was directed to or at, as he moved he took out his mask before he slipped it back on into its rightful place. The mask was cool against his warm skin but, he had grown use to the feeling of it there so it did not bother him.
As he moved not only did he keep to the shadows but, he also made sure to keep were others would not smell him, if it was a threat that could. Moving like a shadow with in a shadow he, spotted something & as he drew closer he knew what it was, his lips drew back but, he made no sound knowing the danger of doing so.
The figure had not taken note of him yet & Rigoletto could not be clear that the figuer was watching Oliver & Annabella but, it was clear they where watching some one. He reached for his wand with out a sound before flicking a stunning spell that would keep them form calling in help or letting others know there was danger.
There was no way to know if there was any more or not but, he did not want to take a chance. After the figure feel, he took there wand & cast a spell that would move them to a place they could not get out of but could be dealt with later on.
Looking around he moved on being sure he had not been spotted, he looked for others wanting to stop something before it started. How ever there were more & Rigoletto found them, how ever he was able to fend them off, taking a few out. It only took one to harm him, even if he did not show it the fact remained the same he was hurt & with it he would become slower as time went on.
As he moved knowing know he was more likely to set those off he hunted because of the blood but, if he was lucky they would not smell it with the wind, for the time.
There was movement out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure move & was quick to set off after them how ever they were not the only one & with that Rigoletto knew it was only a matter of time before they reach where they wanted, if it was a target for harm or that was still unclear but, it did not change they would be there in a short time.
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