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Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Ever since Juan had arrived, she had heard of him being of annoyance to the other nurses. Bella of course, laughed softly at their stories. She had been transferred into this area of the hospital today. She set in the middle of the room at a circular desk. Reading over Juans chart. His leg had been shattered, almost every bone broken. Of course he had underwent surgery, and would be here until he could walk again. How long that would take differed from the patients. Some it took awhile, others it took no time at all. Bella smiled softly as a visitor walked past the desk. Once she had passed, Bella grabbed the medicine for Juan and started towards his room. She was beautiful, mosty everyone said. She didn't see it though. Long black hair that was curly on this day. Bright and dark blue eyes mixed in. Knocking on the door, she entered. Hello Mr. Juan, I'll e your new nurse from now on.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Juan paid no attention. With his head leaning on one side, he seemed to appear asleep although his eyes were very much opened. He blinked a bit but that was it. Of course, didn't want to be rude but he felt like it wasn't worth answering considering why he's here in the first place. Juan would have to accept it seeing that there's not a choice in the matter no matter how much he wanted one.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Rolling her eyes, she took a deep breath. I know your not sleeping. So it's either take the medicine or you can be in pain for the rest of the day. She set the tray of medicine down on the table. I know you don't like being here. But unles you want to get up and attempt to walk. Your stuck here.... and it's only going to nake it worse if you stay like that all the time. Of course, Bella wasn't trying to be rude, but it was just the way it was.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Don't remind me... he said closing his eyes. He looked over at his 'new nurse' with a frown. While she was pretty, he wasn't really in the mood to flirt like he usually did. He sighed as he took some of the medicine while drinking water feeling worst in his mind as well. Is that all? he asked her as he would like to be alone. Or do I need something else... he asked lazily as he looked at the Ceiling. He noticed that the nurse seemed very serious with her work which was something that he could respect aside from how easy she handled him.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Taking a deep breath at his next remark. She shook her head. Im only here to help you.... She quitely shut the door behind her. Im not like the others... They put up with your harshness. I won't. I just simply won't give you your medicine. When the head Nurse asks why, I'll simply tell them your behavior was harsh, I couldn't handle you without fearing for my life. Crossing her arms, she walked over to face him for the first time. I don't want your time in here to be miserable... But if it's how you want it, I can give it to you. If not, I can be the sweetest woman you'll ever meet. I suggest going with the latter.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Juan looked at her sternly with a annoyed expression. However, he did see the point that she had. Look, I am not 'mad' at you or anyone not your fault that I am like... he held out his arms and dropped it down finishing with, ...this. He sighed and laid back even more. He blinked a few times before saying, How much longer do I have to rest here? he asked looking over at her. You know, I want you to decide her national background of what country that they're in.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Untill your able to put pressure on that leg. Which will be a few weeks at least. Then, you will be able to have physical therapy here. Trying to walk on it. You won't be able to fully. Not all the time. Her voice was showing her accent now. An English accent. Her country, London. Of course, she lived there for all of her life. So she had the English accent.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Great... he said sighing. Is any good games playing here? he asked looking at her displeased. Can I actually a least use a wheel chair British girl? he asked using 'british girl' in reference to her gender and background at the same time instead of her name. He seemed serious but it seemed also like he wasn't being with that comment.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Perhaps. If you behave. Laughing softly, she nodded out the window. At least your room has the best view. Out of all the others. She turned, crossing her arms as she did so. Her thoughts were trailing back to giving him a wheelchair. Nodding almost to herself, she left the room and a few moments came back with one. A few rules. You stay in this corridor. No leaving. Understand.?
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

He looked at her frowning with distaste. Then what's the point of a wheel chair if I am not free to move around? he asked her with him 'tch'-ing at her while he looked at the window. I might as well just stay in this bed... He said closing his eyes. I have no company, there's nothing entertaining on TV, and I can't even get up... he said laying down with his arms spread. While there were tubes taking his wastes so that he didn't need to stand, he preferred being able to stand or move around.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Hissing deeply, she turned to face him. Stop, being so ungreatful. Her voice was harsh, her accent becoming thicker. Your one of the lucky ones. Don't you see that? You WILL be able to walk, you can move right now. Your far better then others I have seen today and previously. Some will never be able to walk again. When yet you complain about being stuck in bed for just a couple of weeks. Take the wheelchair. If you harm yourself while your gone, tell one of the nurses and they wil bring you back. Her arms softly wrapped around him, helping him into the wheelchair. Rolling him out and away from the room, she gave him free reign.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

I want the freedom of fresh air. He remarked frowning at her angrily. Of course, she didn't seem like the type who would do what he said as she took him around the building. You know, I've yet to actually tried Fish N Chips, don't suppose you can help with that can you? he asked lazily as he looked at the other nurses and doctors hearing their accents and what not. Man they sound so different than those americans... he thought as he then said, Patience isn't something that I am good at British girl... he said looking at her dully.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

You will learn it, while dealing with me. Are you will find your days aren't nearly as good as they have been.... Nodding softly, she pushed him through the halls, and to an elevator. Once there, she pressed the first floor. She was taking him to get fish n chips, then would take him to eat it outside. Luckily, it was her lunch break. So she could grab some spaghetti. Once she had it, they placed it in boxes and she gently set them down on his lap. Let me grab the drinks.... A few moments later she came back with some drinks and pushed him outside to a shaded picnik area.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

He waited with his head back feeling the most of it. Shame how attractive she is yet she's a bitch...I wonder if she's crazy in bed he thought smirking at the thought joking of course. He looked at her and decided to ask her, once she came back, So you're single...? he asked trying to start a conversation once she had came back.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Nodding, she rolled him to a table and moved the chair close to the table. Setting her box down infeont of her, she done his next. Smiling softly for the first time in a while. Sitting down, she started to undo the wrappings around her box. Once they were gone, she pulled her fork out and began to eat her meal.
Thread: Dios....(ShoXLoveme)

Not much of a talker... he commented as he chewed on his fried fish. While he enjoyed the meal, he kept that annoyed dull expression on her. He simply looked and ate....looked and ate....looked and ate....
Thread: Jogi's Craving for Dirty Incests and Cucoldry Plays

Still looking for a female partner who may be interested in incests.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

There was little choice in the matter. All of their herbs had either died in their attempts to make their own garden or had been nibbled on by hungry rabbits. Many things had rested on having the right spell and potion components. Unlike Muggles, who could easily improvise with swapping one thing with another, magic was a precise art. Even the most unstable of potions had to be mixed just right. It was a chore but Roslyn was never much for potions. Her skill lain in spell work and, more precisely, spell work that could cause a lot of damage. Very much like the wielder, the magic she was most akin to was combative. Hexes were another thing she could do without much effort. She could that potions drudgery to her subordinates. Fetching supplies for said potions, however, would be a job for her and three other people who could throw spells like her. With the way the Wizarding War had ended, Death Eaters were everywhere crawling like the filthy bugs that they were. That infestation was something Roslyn planned to eradicate completely. The wall that had been separating Diagon Alley and the muggle world had been utterly obliterated. Like Voldermort had promised, regular humans fell beneath the yolk of wizards and the first step in that was exposing them to the witching world in the most brutal of ways. Slavery of muggles had become a rather popular sport. As she and the three others walked in she could see many with collars around their necks and being lead by leashes. Some were dressed in normal clothes, others had been given silks, still others were dressed as a house elf might be in rags and bits of things that should never have been on the body, and disgustingly enough there were the select few that were forced to be dragged around completely nude. She turned to her fellows, pulling back her hood ever so slightly, revealing the fiery red locks and brilliant blue eyes beneath the shadow of it. We will have to break up to find what we need. If we travel in a group of four it might seem suspicious. She leaned in close to whisper to them and, in the noise of the crowd, her words were nearly lost. We cant make it too long. Even dressed as rouge witch hunters, we may draw suspicions. A young man stepped forward and nodded his head. I will go towards the old bookstore near the entrance of Knockturn. Right, Faust. The woman returned the hood fully to her head and nodded. I will go to the places where the rest of you dont feel comfortable, alright? A sheepish sort a girl with brown hair nodded. I heard that the new shop owner for the potions supplies store is just dreadful. Then that is where I will go, Moira.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

The man had grey hair, but he was not old. He had lost track of his birthdate, Voldemort never really liked keeping such things. He moved slowly into Diagon Alley, familiar masked and hooded men patrolled and stood guard, yet even they feared him. He was a notorious Death Eater. He changed the war by himself. The deaths of Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, and countless other in the Order and at the Battle of Hogwarts had come by his wand. He was a skilled duelist, and an even better wizard. His name? Andrew Silvermane. As he moved into the alley, a young muggle boy stopped and tried to shine his shoes. Silvermane stopped and allowed him to continue, and when he was finished and was looking at Silvermane with big eyes hoping for a big tip, Silvermane just shoved his hand in his pocket, grasped some of the Bronze and Silver pieces they knew as currency and threw the change into the street, sending the small boy scrambling. Then, as he simply continued with his day. The slow, almost wandering pace continued towards the pub, where he stopped in for a drink with some of his fellow Deatheaters. As he sipped his beer, he glanced around. Something caught his eye. It was a small hooded boy. He seemed to be watching the Death Eaters at this particular pub intently. Smiling, he stood up and made his way towards the bar for another drink, stopping at the boy. Anything I can help you with? He asked. The boy's name was Micha. He was apart of the small cohort that was with Roslyn. The pub was usually a calm place, and it was always easy to survey, but on today of all days, that bastard Silvermane was here. Before he could say one word, Silvermane grabbed Micha by the back of his neck and threw him into some barstools. Immediatley the crowd got quiet and stood and looked at Silvermane. What is your purpose. Silvermane stated plain fact, drawing his wand and pointing at Micha. Though this was not a good situation, Micha just tried to inch towards a wall or something. He spit a bit of blood and managed to utter a croak. I. .. He stammered, looking potentially in the face of death. He needed to tell the others, he knew the policy was to not leave a man behind in a sticky situation, but he was done for. There was no way he would be able to get out of this, even with the others. He met the eyes of Faust in the window of the pub and looked back towards Silvermane. Fuck you. He said, spitting on the man's nice shoes. With that, the room illuminated in a green light, and one more voice from the resistance fell silent.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

There was nothing Faust could do but watch in terror as Micha was slain. The killing curse worked too quickly to stop it. A flash of green light would make the large bay window that looked into the seedy little tavern bright for a moment. The other Death Eaters watched on in amusement while some muggle pets balked and pressed themselves against their owners legs. Such instant death seemed to frighten them considerably. Instantly Faust turned away and pulled out what appeared to be a Chocolate Frog card. On the front a strangely still Dumbledore looked up. Looking at it would show that it was not an actual card. He took out his wand and tapped it quickly to call the others. They needed to get the body out of there. The Dark Lord was a master when it came to Inferi and it was best not to risk their friend becoming one. Not only that, but Roslyn insisted on proper burials for all of her subordinates. As the card against her skin tingled Roslyn knew instantly that something was wrong. She had barely made it to the new potions shop. She looked up and saw Faust in the crowd, his expression was dim. Desperately she began to push her way through the crowd, withdrawing her wand. Some of the more aggressive witches and wizards tried their hand at making her pay for her rudeness, but she stunned them with blazing red sparks each time. A path of crumpled men and women fell behind her. Her hood fell down exposing her hair in a main of thick waves and unruly curls and at that point she was getting too much attention. Where?! Was all she said to Faust and he pointed in the way of the tavern. Both made their way into it. Moira found her way in as well, slipping in casually through the door. The Brown eyed, freckled faced girl blended in quite well to the background. It made her particularly useful to trips like this. That and her uncanny abilities for Charms were a great asset even though she was shy. Instantly Roslyn spotted the body of her ally and she swore loudly. Fuck me with a rail! Dirty, fucking, son of a- Ros we have bigger problems Moira squeaked. Her green eyes widened a moment as she looked around. They were quickly being surrounded. The three survivors pressed their backs to each other. Faust smirked. You call this big? Weve fought more and lived to tell the tale.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

The little girl's comments made the crowd of Death Eaters burst with laughter. Apparently, they didn't know who they were dealing with. Silvermane was still not visible to the three who were now shrouded within a circle of Death Eaters. Silvermane was crouching over the body of the boy he had just slain, just checking him out. He had seen this type before, and Andrew Silvermane was not stupid. Digging through his pockets, and finding the chocolate frog card, he slid it into his pocket and grabbed the wand. Standing straight up again, he looked to see what all the commotion was about. Moving toward the group and hearing the banter back and forth between the Death Eaters and the group dressed similarly to the boy. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh. Why did these pesky groups always spring up? First it was The Boy who lived and his stupid friends, then one Mr. Neville Longbottom had an uprising, which Silvermane personally shut down, and now it was this. Why can't people just learn to be obedient? As he walked towards them and pushed through the group, he looked down. He stood at 6'4, and just his very essence there seemed to dim the lights. If he would have been keeping count of his kills, like some muggle pilots do on the side of their planes, there would be far too many to count. He was not afraid of some stupid kids who thought they were going to make a difference in this world. Looking at the group and giving a nod, a flurry of Expellarumus spells came from the crowd disarming the three in front. Do you know who I am? Silvermane asked with a smile. He waited for a second as the Death Eaters recovered the fallen wands. Now they were nothing more than stupid muggles. How cute, they dressed alike and they were all fighting for the same cause. However, the Harry Potter incident only made the Death Eaters better. They knew what to look for, Voldemort had made more Horcruxes to replace the ones that the Potter boy had destroyed, and the likes of Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucious Malfoy, whom had almost lost the war for them had been dealt with. Silvermane was a new breed of Death Eater. The man was cruel. He looked at the group in front of him, yet something inside him told him not to deal with these as he dealt with the others. He enjoyed his job, he enjoyed causing pain, yet he felt as though he could make an example of these runts. Go ahead. You may speak. He said, with a calm voice.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

There were murmurs throughout the crowd as their wands went flying. The redhead was becoming quite the outlaw according to their whispers. A slight smile crossed her lips. It was true that she had become the poster child of that particular rebellion. She was beautiful and fiery and, desirably enough, a pureblood. Her wild magic had shocked and awed many compared to her numbers she had taken down a good percentage of Death Eaters and loyalist to Lord Voldermort. In a twisted way most of them respected her aplomb and tenacity. Both she and Moira shot a look towards Faust, who simply nodded. They knew their task at the moment. Faust had, with his particular skills, saved them more than once. He was a master of wandless magic and occulemency. Sticky spots like this were his forte as it were. Distraction was what the girls had to do. No, should I? Roslyn asked with wide-eyed innocence. Though she knew bloody well who she was speaking with. This man was much more notorious than any other Death Eater she knew. He had been responsible for so many deaths and the very sight of him was repulsive. Santa Claus, I think. Hes just shaved the beard. Moira chipped in. There was a quake to the girls tone that Roslyn wished did not show. Santa what? Is that some fucking muggle bullshit? You said a swear! Now he wont give us presents like mummy and daddy said he would. Their childish banter did distract most of the Death Eaters in the room. Some of the muggle pets giggled at the act before them but were quickly silenced by the pull of their leashes and even some slaps across the face. Faust was quick to work. Three wands came flying back to their rightful owners and each made a grab for their own. As soon as Roslyn felt hers in her grip she aimed all around. Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy! Three shots were fired at the closest ones. More red sparks were flying from Fausts wand but not a word was said as he fired them off in a much more rapid succession than Roslyn could manage. However, poor Moiras wand had missed its target and she fells to the floor to scoop it up as quickly as she could. My wand! Death Eaters fell around them and Roslyn had to move to dodge stunning curses herself. A shrill bit of laughter escaped her. The thrill of this sort of game was what she liked the best. It was dangerous, yes, but she knew she was going to go out somehow, so why not with a blaze of glory?
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

The other Death Eaters were too easy to distract. They just allowed some kids to outsmart them. He saw the little exchange that the red head and the boy had and soon enough he was hit by a Stupify curse. His anger started to build, yet his face still remained calm. Their leader was good. He was a big enough man to admit that. However, he was sick of these childish games. The catalyst for this whole ordeal was that fucking boy. He would be the first. Then, he would kill that clumsy sniveling runt who was looking for her wand. Finally, he would torture their leader, find out where all the others were hiding and then he would exterminate them. Getting to his feet and dodging yet another Stupify, he watched his subordinates run around with their heads cut off. If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. He seemed to melt into the chaos around them. Death Eaters were flying all around and he heard her shrill laughter. This is what put him over the edge. He needed to find an opening. His plan was perfect. He would make them suffer that was for damn sure. As the red sparks fell from his wand, Faust was enjoying himself. This was almost too easy. They were slowly paving their way towards the door and their escape. THey had been in worse situations and they had actually been able to get out of most of them. As they moved towards the door, Faust looked at Roslyn. He had always had a thing for her, and when they got out of THIS situation, he would make it apparent. However. . . AVADA KEDAVRA The green light was a blur and it hit him right in the chest. Immediatly dropping his wand, he fell to his knees and looked up at the girls still moving towards the door. A little gasp escaped his lips as the world faded to black. He never got to tell her, he never got his way. Right when he had enough courage to, he was struck down. To be honest, this was probably his fault. He had gotten cocky and this was the consequence. He completely forgot about Silvermane.