Thread: Adderstrike(HP)Church/Moon

Harry paused as he was asked for a question and he nodded, stepping close so that no one else could overhear them. he jerked in surprise at the question, looking rather baffled. Romantic? gods no the man was like a fa... well no he wasn't very paternal... we'll call him an over indulgent uncle to me. Harry decided with a grin. he loved to flirt, with everyone, men, women, boys, girls, it didn't matter... but as far as i know, he was never romantic really with anyone. i doubt the man had sex at all, no matter the amount of money he managed to pull in doing whatever he did for that weird government of his. he chuckled a little. as far as i know, only one person has ever had sex with Zach and that was Roland and it was more desperation on both of their parts... it was fuck or die id the stories are true... honestly i think their talking out their asses really. he admitted with a shake of his head. and i am Harry. he introduced himself. and frankly, i'm astonished Snape managed to be polite to me at all, according to sources, Severus Snape and my father, James Potter, hated each other so badly i just assumed Snape would pull Wand on me, Adderstrike or not... Harry admitted with a small snicker. please enjoy your night and sleep well and be free to alter anything you like in the room and use magic to secure your belongings. i know i said stealing is against the rules but being that your new to Adderstrike, paranoia is expected. he assured the other. all floors are open to you, just stay out of other people's rooms unless they invite you in. with that Zach was left alone. no one was around when he slipped free of his room, and everyone seamed to have gone to bed, a few late nighters did spot him, but other than a nod in his direction they left him be. no one followed him, no one troubled him as he stepped out of the building and onto the cool roof. as he headed downstairs there was a loud crowd gathered in the area that he had first come into, angry, loud voices. before Zach could come to a decision, the door to the stairwell opened and Raze, the 'mentor' or corridor B poked his head in. oh! THERE you are! i went to check on you this morning but you never opened your door. thought you where sleeping in maybe. the man admitted. sorry about the noise, it's not usually this bad before breakfast but some upstart little shit thought he could come in here and make demands, His Highness is putting the little bastard in his place, come see. Raze offered, his eyes twinkling. oh, and never call Harry 'His Highness' to his face, he gets all bent out of shape about it. which was clearly why Raze did it. inside the huge 'hall' a man of about thirty was glaring at Harry, who was on his feet, a furious gleam in his eyes and his teeth bared like a feral animal. You dare come in here, unannounced to make demands of ME!? Harry hissed, his voice held power, magic so thick you could taste, and feel it was filling the room as the man finally fidgeted. Do you have ANY idea of Who. I. AM!? Harry demanded, advancing on the man, the crowd of watchers cheering, egging Harry on with phrases like 'teach him a lesson' and 'break him Harry! break him hard!' and even a few 'Kill the arrogant bastard!' the movement was swift, Harry had a knife in hand and in a split second the man's throat had been slit, much to the delight of the crowd. Raze decided to explain. that man there is a... employee of a local Crime Syndicate. they've been Trying to put pressure on Adderstrike for about a year now. that man, Carlos Santez, came in here about twenty minutes ago, unannounced. didn't even knock on the damn door. as soon as he saw Harry he started listing demands and warned Harry that if he didn't obey, 'misfortunes' would start befalling all the Little Uns... Harry's damn protective, and he'll beat the shit out of any of us who picks on a kid, in Adderstrike or not. he has a particular hatred for Child Rapists. about two years ago, he 'took the crown' and led a city wide sweep of every known child rapist in the city. slaughtered every last one of them, including a woman who was part of Adderstrike. she was a crack head who was letting her 'boyfriends' and 'dealers' rape her son for money and drugs. well, didn't that sound familiar? Someone remove this filth! send it to Santago! make it a message! Harry snarled, his eyes flashing. get me Shadow Squad! there was a movement and three young boys moved and knelt in front of Harry. they couldn't have been any older than eleven. i want you to rig the bastards house! Blow it all to hell! no one fucks with Adderstrike and it's time we gave this man a lesson! Harry snarled before turning on his heal. and someone get me a cigarette and a god damn cup of coffee! Blaze snickered as he glanced at Zach. Harry's always a little grouchy in the mornings. he admitted. anyway, breakfast will be soon, don't be late or you might miss the food. we've usually got plenty but sometimes food is a little lean and the little ones always get the most over the older ones. they need it more. he paused, looking Zach up and down. mmm as Malnourished as you are, we better make sure your getting your fair share of it too. he decided. come on, i'll show you a short cut. and in moments they where the first one in the dining area, waiting for the others to show up. now, breakfast is always served at seven. if your late, or sleep in you might go without. lunch is served at twelve, and dinner at five with a snack at seven. we usually spend the time in-between lunch and dinner hanging out up in the 'throne' room, playing games and teaching each other things. lessons are usually between breakfast and lunch. that's when we teach math and reading and whatever else we can teach them at the time. the older ones, that's you, usually take that time to learn more... developed skills, like pyrotechnics, which is Team Shadows forte. they can rig anything into a bomb i think. he admitted with a grin. keep in mind that not everyone here is magic, so don't go around casting spells willy nilly on people, muggles and squibs don't react well to magic sometimes and the last thing we need is for another person to get blown up, we still haven't cleaned the bloodstains out all the way. he grinned at the other boy. Harry asked me to be your personal tour guide today. he seams to think i'm good at setting the new kids at ease or something, which is totally ruining my image of bad-ass around here. he complained playfully. i mean honestly, what's the point of being a super scary assassin if children don't run screaming in terror from you?