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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Jan 5, 2021 3:35:03 GMT
 Let the eye of vigilance never be closed
Clarice and Alice were in Norway visiting Clarice’s extended family, or at least that was the reason they gave Alice for their trip. Alastor was having to work more frequent and more gruesome cases these days, so he and his wife had agreed that for at least a few weeks while he had to work longer hours, the women would be safer outside of Britain. They’d been gone for nearly a week now, which meant nearly a week of 15 hour shifts under his belt and he was still going.
Some of the muggleborn trials had been inexplicably moved to odd hours and days, so it was not a surprise to Alastor to see a small handful of people milling about the atrium just as he was heading home himself. An older couple, the wife with her head hung in apparent shame, were being directed to the wizengamot courts by the nightshift welcome-witch. Moody’s pace slowed as he watched them slink toward the lifts, the husband stroking his wife’s shoulder reassuringly, though his face betrayed his worries. When they were out of earshot, Moody approached the atrium clerk’s desk. “What’d they do?” he asked in a deep, gruff voice as if interested in gossiping about the couple who were probably only here because of their blood status and not because he wanted to see if he could help them somehow. As he chatted up the welcome-witch, a few more people came and went, but otherwise the atrium was hauntingly silent.
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Post by Luka Artem Dolohov on Jan 5, 2021 15:52:33 GMT
 Tough guy, like it really rough guy just can't get enough guy A late shift in the Hall of Prophecies wasn't that unusual. Especially not in current climates, where Luka's line of work was marginally more important than it's usual level of mind-bogglingly important. He couldn't speak of his job to others, which was something that both irritated him and gave him great joy when he got to brag about it and use it as a tool to wind up people in lesser positions. Like the girl he had just banged behind a desk on the first floor. She worked in some department or other, and she was pretty and pure, but she was no Unspeakable, and she was certainly no match for a Dolohov, either, so Luka had taken great pleasure in bragging about his position before giving her the best orgasm of her life. She was pulling her pants back on under the desk, but Luka was already fully clothed, looking pristine, the only dishevelled part of him his hair, which was usually mussed up in a sexy way, anyway. "How about we have dinner on Saturday night?" Blondie asked him as she crawled out form under the desk on her hands and knees, where she belonged. Luka snorted. "I think I'm going to be busy," he told her coolly. "Maybe next week then?" she pushed, standing up and trying to smooth down her crumpled blouse. "Still busy." Her face dropped, but she gave it one last try. "Well, you could let me know when-" Luka held a hand up to stop her. "Look, I'm going to be busy for the rest of my life," he said, drawing each word out slowly enough for her to understand exactly what he was trying to tell her. "This was fun, but don't expect it to happen again." Frowning, he shook his head and left the office, sauntering out into the Atrium, which was deserted save for a few people chatting at the front desk. Luka smirked and approached the pair. "Slacking on the job, Moody," he drawled, leaning casually against the desk beside the muscled Auror. "It's lucky I came along and not my father." Perhaps Luka would tell his dad about this anyway. Getting people into trouble was one of his most treasured forms of fun. _______________________ tag: Alastor Jude Moody and some drama queen. words: 413 notes: <3 outfit: Perfectly wicked.[googlefont="Bilbo Swash Caps"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Jan 16, 2021 23:19:29 GMT
Let the eye of vigilance never be closed
Moody was busy listening to all the nitty gritty gossip about the couple on their way to the courts. The wife had attempted to remove her husband’s yellow armband in a spell that had gone awry. She was being charged with a few comparatively minor infractions such as Destruction of Government Property whereas her husband was facing 10 years in Azkaban for the part he played, though Moody didn’t get to hear the possible charges as they were interrupted by a loud knob who though being his father’s seed meant he could get away with anything he wanted. Sadly, it basically did, but Moody wasn’t one to cower to trumped up nitwits. “It is lucky, ‘cause if your father was here, he’d probably have a question or two for you and your little friend.” Moody nodded his head in the direction of one of the offices where Luka had emerged from and now a disheveled blonde witch was trying to step out casually despite wearing her skirt on inside out. Moody turned to the reception witch, “thanks for the chat. Have a good evening.” With the information he’d gleaned from his short conversation, he had enough to bring to Dumbledore and, if they were quick, they could potentially do some good amid all the evil.
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Post by Luka Artem Dolohov on Jan 19, 2021 14:09:18 GMT
Tough guy, like it really rough guy just can't get enough guy Luka's face dropped as he turned to see his rejected companion sneaking not so subtly out of the office he'd just come from. "For fuck's sake, Wendy! Real subtle!" he called across the atrium to her. She stopped dead in her tracks, brown eyes wide as she looked at Moody and the reception witch, then she ran off in the direction of the toilets, sobbing in an annoying way that echoed off the walls, making it deafening and the most irritating thing Luka had ever heard. "Idiot," he muttered, shaking his head and playing with his tie. Moody wouldn't dare tell his father about that, and if he did, Luka would make his work life hell. He glared after the man for a second, then flashed a bright smile. "Goodnight, Moody," he called, even though the man hadn't been talking to him. _______________________ tag: Alastor Jude Moody and some drama queen. words: 180 notes: <3 outfit: Perfectly wicked.[googlefont="Bilbo Swash Caps"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Jan 20, 2021 9:43:46 GMT
Well, shit. That had not been the plan. Not at all. A topless Dorcas, wearing only a simple black bra, limped through the woods, her feet dragging up damp earth, kicking up the smell of dirt as her blood left a trail behind her, near invisible to a human eye but a shining beacon to a werewolf. Gasping with each strained step, Drocas' hand pressed around a rusty metal rod that had been jammed into her abdomen, well rather that she had been jammed onto it, either way, it was not an ideal situation. The rusty smell from the pole was almost indistinguishable from her blood, the smell of the woods was lost to her. Had Dorcas had her wand, she would have apparated away from the pitch black forest immediately, but she'd dropped the blasted thing and was headed back to that location to look for it and get the hell out of the damned forest. Dorcas had managed to clock the werewolf good and proper with a rock, it had taken a good couple of hits but she was sure she hadn't been bitten. After it had laid still she'd run, leaving it laying in a ditch that she'd then had to climb out of with a fucking rod through her abdomen, and her arm bleeding to hell, as well as all the other scrapes and damage done to her in the fight. Dorcas knew she didn't have much time and she looked around for any signs of familiarity. She found her top, torn to shreds and caught on a dying bush. "Lumos." She called with far more power in her voice than she thought herself capable of considering she was in some seriously bad shape. The wand tip lit up, shining a bright beam of light from beneath dirt, sticks, and fallen leaves. Everything in this place was dying, but Dorcas damn well refused to be some other dead thing to this forest tonight.
A snarl caught Dorcas' attention as she hurried towards her wand, still limping, still panting, still clasping at the rusty rod. The werewolf was up ahead, on the other side of her wand. It had managed to circle around and get in front of her, or perhaps she was disorientated and it had taken a far more direct route, either way, she didn't much like her odds. Dorcas took a second to gage the distance between herself, her wand and the werewolf. She wouldn't outrun the werewolf so she did the next best thing, "Accio wand." She yelled. The werewolf took off at a run, heading straight for her, looking as though it were chasing the wand that was flying in Dorcas' direction. Dorcas steadied her feet, her hand grasping tighter around her wound in anticipation. The werewolf launched itself at Dorcas, she caught the wand, able to see the yellow of its small eyes as she turned and disapparated, feeling the werewolf claw at her back, ripping through the back of her bra. Dorcas' first though the second she apparated away was the ministry. Naturally she'd thought of St Mungo's but given her weakened state she wanted a destination she had perfectly clear in her mind. The atrium of the Ministry was crystal clear in her mind, she'd seen it nearly ever day for the last twelve years.
Within moments she landed on her feet in the atrium in front of Luka, but she wasn't upright for long, not long at all. A split second later she lurched forward and fell to her knees. She let out a blood-curdlling scream as her arms hit the floor and the metal rod got pushed farther through. She just about managed to hold her body up, not letting it fall completely to the floor. She turned onto her left arm, not sure if her death eater mark had remained hidden by her magic or not. Her right arm, meanwhile, was losing a significant amount of blood, as was her back. She no longer held on to the wound where the rusty metal rod was, instead she passed out, her wand rolling from her fingers.
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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Jan 30, 2021 17:46:50 GMT
Let the eye of vigilance never be closed
Moody ignored Dolohov’s salutation as he headed for the floo exits, ready to go home and maybe get a little firechat in with Clarice before he fell asleep. Alice would have been in bed hours ago, but he would try for her in the morning or square out a little time mid-day tomorrow to talk with her. He didn’t like being away from his family, but it was safer for them that they go. He was nearly at the first hearth when the sound of someone apparating into the atrium echoed off the walls, and the sound of someone screaming muffled out the reception witch’s gasp. Alastor turned to see a bloodied witch with a pipe through her stomach lying on the floor in front of Luka. “Call the healer!” he hollered at the reception witch as he ran back toward the scene.
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Post by Luka Artem Dolohov on Jan 31, 2021 14:25:10 GMT
Tough guy, like it really rough guy just can't get enough guy Luka was about to head home, himself, but someone quite literally popped into his path, blocking him and making him rear back in surprise. Dorcas Meadowes, one of the gobbiest Aurors in the Ministry, was clutching a pole in her hands. A pole that went straight through her abdomen, and was leaking blood all over the polished atrium floor. Luka couldn't react fast enough, he watched, shocked, as she tumbled to the floor, letting out a blood curdling scream and then falling completely unconscious. Luka's first thought was of her shredded bra, but he pushed that away and dropped to his knees, his trousers immediately soaked in blood as he hovered his hands over Meadowes, not sure where to touch, or whether he should touch her at all. Moody turned around and began to run back towards them, shouting for a medic, and Luka shook his head. "She doesn't need a bloody medic, I think she's already dead," he said, pressing his fingers to her throat and feeling a pulse. Meh. It would have been a much more dramatic tale if she'd actually died. In his arms. Maybe he could be the hero of this little story instead. Luka scooped Meadowes' head up and rested it on his legs, getting a good look at that pole, which was probably rendering her barren as he watched on. He glanced at her arm, which had a huge gash along it. Gross. And Luka thought he'd been up to mischief. Meadowes had him beat and then some. "Meadowes. Meadowes, wake up," he said, patting her face gently. _______________________ tag: Alastor Jude Moody and some drama queen. words: 302 notes: <3 outfit: Perfectly wicked.[googlefont="Bilbo Swash Caps"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Feb 4, 2021 0:20:33 GMT
Dorcas' mind flipped between conscious and unconscious for a moment, her eyes opening partially at the sound of a familiar voice shouting. The floor was cold beneath her bare skin and her wand was gone from her hand. The next thing she felt was someone tapping repeatedly on her cheek and saying her name. Her eyes opened and then closed, The reception witch was at a loss of what to do for a split second until Alastor called out to call for a Medic. The welcome witch got right on it while Dorcas laid on the floor, blood oozing from her multiple wounds while Luka cradled her head, gently slapping her face. The witch opened a cupboard where a small bell hung on its own. Engraved on the wood the bell was mounted on was the word 'medic'. She rang the bell, keeping it going while its counterpart in the medic's bay rang, alerting the onsite medic to an emergency in the Atrium. The medic, alerted by the bell, grabbed his bag. One look at the wall of bells told him exactly which location he was needed in and so he disapparated himself to the atrium, next to the welcome witch who unnecessarily pointed him in the direction of the commotion.
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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Feb 4, 2021 4:47:51 GMT
Let the eye of vigilance never be closed
Alastor ignored Luka’s nonsense that Dorcas was dead, and slid to the ground beside them as the reception witch rang for the healer. He swore at the sight of the pole through her middle but knew better than to pull it out. Instead, he focused on putting pressure onto her mangled arm in an attempt to slow the bleeding. His large hands weren’t enough and without thinking, he pulled off his shirt, buttons popping off in every direction, and pressed the fabric against her wounds. A pop signaled the arrival of the medic, but Moody refused to move until instructed to.
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Post by Luka Artem Dolohov on Feb 8, 2021 11:55:43 GMT
Tough guy, like it really rough guy just can't get enough guy The medic bell was ringing, and Moody slid to the ground beside them like he was some sort of important person. Or a neanderthal athlete sliding through the mud. And then ripping his shirt open like a beast. What the heck was this guys deal? Luka stared at him, wide eyed, as buttons pinged all over the atrium. Unnecessary. Anyway, Meadowes had momentarily opened her eyes at his voice, or his touch, or whatever. Maybe she could feel her head resting on his crotch and the thought of a good time was waking her up, everyone knew she was a whore. Either way, the medic arrived and hurried across the room to them, slipping on one of Moody's buttons and falling flat on his back. The cracking sound of the medic's head on the hard floor was sickening. Luka scowled in disbelief at Moody. "Really fucking clever idea, Hercules."_______________________ tag: Alastor Jude Moody and some drama queen. words: 187 notes: <3 outfit: Perfectly wicked.[googlefont="Bilbo Swash Caps"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Mar 1, 2021 2:28:48 GMT
Let the eye of vigilance never be closed
His focus was fully on stopping the bleeding but even Moody couldn’t miss the sickening thud of the healer’s head slamming into the floor. “Go get another healer or get in here and stop the bleeding. Make yourself useful.”
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Post by Luka Artem Dolohov on Mar 6, 2021 17:03:59 GMT
Tough guy, like it really rough guy just can't get enough guy Luka hated being told what to do, and he rebelled instantly. "I'm the only one doing anything fucking useful. You fetch a bloody healer, I'll keep Meadowes and this guy alive." He paused and looked at the buttons on the floor around them. "Don't slip on your bloody buttons, I'm not looking after you, too." Luka's dad was the only person who could tell him what to do without copping a load of attitude. It did get him in trouble a bit, but then, Luka loved trouble, so it was all fun and games, really. He pressed his hand against Meadowes' arm where Moody had been stopping blood from gushing all over the place, and pursed his lips. What a fucking pain in the arse this witch was. _______________________ tag: Alastor Jude Moody and some drama queen. words: 166 notes: <3 outfit: Perfectly wicked.[googlefont="Bilbo Swash Caps"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Apr 14, 2021 4:58:01 GMT
Let the eye of vigilance never be closed
The welcome witch was shrieking hysterically, dragging her hands through her hair as if it were the only thing keeping her head from floating away in all the chaos. Lukas was being a complete arse - more so than usual - but he took Alastor up on his offer to do something useful by holding pressure on Dorcas' bigger wound, allowing Moody the opportunity to fetch another medic. His hands and the knees of his trousers were covered in blood as he stood and moved swiftly to the welcome witch. "Help him," he instructed her, pointing toward the medica who was flat on his backside, groaning. She gave a high-pitched whine as she nodded and moved in the medic's direction. Moody didn't bother to wait to see whether she and Lukas could handle their given tasks, but instead pulled his wand and quickly disapparated from the atrium.
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Post by Luka Artem Dolohov on May 10, 2021 12:08:55 GMT
Tough guy, like it really rough guy just can't get enough guy There was nothing to be done except sit there with Meadowes’ head in his lap and wait as Moody left the atrium to get help, shirtless twat. He wasn’t even that well built anyway, Luka had seen more impressive physiques and on people that weren’t twatish enough to Popeye their bloody clothes off. He glanced at the useless mess of a woman hovering next to the medic, letting out whimpers every now and then. Luka rolled his eyes and lifted the cloth from Meadowes’ arm, taking a peek at the wound, which oozed fresh blood immediately. ”You’re disgusting,” he muttered to the unconscious Auror. ”Tiny, annoying, and now disgusting, too.” His lip curled as he looked down at her, her dark hair a mangled mess, her face pale as ice. He gave her cheek another light tap with his free hand. ”Are you listening?” Another light tap. ”Hey?”_______________________ tag: Alastor Jude Moody and some drama queen. words: 184 notes: <3 outfit: Perfectly wicked.[googlefont="Bilbo Swash Caps"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Alastor Jude Moody on Jul 3, 2021 19:58:38 GMT
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Several minutes later Alastor reappeared with a pair of healers in tow. He stood back to give them room to work as they flanked Dorcas and Luka before one split off to check on the medic. Blood was covering the floor, dotted with the buttons from Alastor’s shirt. The large pole in Dorcas’ stomach scraped the ground with a nauseating screech anytime someone moved her, but Moody could tell the witch was no longer moving on her own. He stepped closer and asked the healers what he could do to help, thankfully feeling an odd sensation under foot before pressing all of his weight down. He looked down and saw Dorcas’ wand under his shoe, and bent down to pick it up.
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