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Citadel


This is the first thing you see when you step into the Citadel. This is where the Portkey takes new members, as well. The room is darkly lit, with a few torches strewn about and a statue of a raven in the middle of it all. The ancient stone echoes every step you take. Welcome to the Black Parade...

Inner Sanctum

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Morgan and Tristan

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

When Morgan finally Apparates into the Citadel, he's amazed he makes back in one piece, considering how disorientated he is. Everybody else from the mission is still in the Courtroom in various states of injury; the Portkey had been a seamless enough escape, and from what he remembers it was a successful mission - someone got the gold, at least, whether it made it back is another story - but their actual time in New Zealand had not gone so smoothly. The dragon... well. It must have known they were coming somehow. Morgan has a burn on his arm to prove it. But that hadn't even been the worst thing: there were guards in the tower. They certainly knew somebody was coming. How or why, Morgan has no clue - he'll have to let Tessa know, somehow. Nor does he know what spell hit him. But now he's here, slumped against the cold stone of the Citadel walls with a nasty cut above his eye and... why can't he hear anything? It feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room. He raises his hand to his ear and clicks his fingers - nothing. Nothing at all.

Message Me • 16:29, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

Having heard that the latest mission had returned, Tristan's on his way to intercept Morgan in the Courtroom - he's a good cousin, even if half of his reasoning is that he wants details. He doesn't have to go quite that far, though, finding him slumped against the wall in the Inner Sanctum. "What the fuck happened to you?" he calls, speeding up until he can crouch, frowning, in front of his cousin. He doesn't look great, and that cut on his forehead is bleeding a lot. "Are you alright?"

Message Me • 16:43, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

He has no idea Tristan's even in the same room until his cousin is suddenly crouched in front of him, brow furrowed and mouth moving wordlessly at a hundred miles an hour. The world around Morgan sounds like a vacuum; he can't even hear his own breathing. "I can't-" he stutters - he thinks he's making sound, at least. He can feel his vocal chords buzzing in his throat. "I don't-" But Tristan's talking too fast and Morgan can barely figure out what he's saying, eyes focused on his lips to try and pick up the gist of his words.

Message Me • 16:47, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

Tristan's brow furrows and his expression becomes more concerned, if possible. Is Morgan having a panic attack? "Where else are you hurt?" he asks, flicking his wand at the cut and murmuring episkey, before he siphons off the blood and flicks it at the opposite wall. "What can I do? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

Message Me • 16:55, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

Tristan's wand and a stinging sensation in his forehead means that cut's probably being healed - maybe that's what that spell was - but Tristan's still talking too fast, and Morgan's frown deepens as he tries to figure out what he's saying. "Tristan, slow down," he says; Merlin, he feels ill. His left arm is shaking so violently from the burn he's pretty sure it's on fire. "Slow down."

Message Me • 17:04, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

"Are you hurt?" he repeats, considerably slower this time. The longer this goes on the more he feels that something is really, seriously wrong, and a pit is opening up in his stomach. "Can you hear me?"

Message Me • 17:36, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

Hurt is the only word he picks up at first, grateful that yes, he actually is making noise and he's not lost that as well. Then, hear me, and the blood rushes from his head so quickly he could pass out right there and then. "I don't- I can't hear you," he eventually manages to say. Hopefully. His voice is barely a whisper now. He's so dizzy that he doesn't even realise he's gripping onto Tristan's arm to keep himself upright.

Message Me • 17:40, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

That pit in his stomach? It might as well be a gaping chasm now. "Okay," he says, mostly for himself, since Morgan can't hear him. "Okay. You'll be fine. It's fine," except that it's not, and Morgan looks like he's about to pass out, and he doesn't know if he healed the head wound properly, and what if he's too hurt to move? "Expecto patronum," he incants, watching the silvery wolf coalesce and bound off to fetch Sabrina. He can't think of what else to do.

Message Me • 17:56, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

Something about things being fine, or him being fine... either way, it's a bunch of bullshit which Morgan knows is meant to calm him down but does quite the opposite, especially when he sees the Patronus appear and sail off into the belly of the Citadel. "No," he protests, trying to stand up as if he could catch it with his hands. "Don't-" It's gone before he can do anything, so he slumps back down. Merlin, it'll either be his mum or Tessa who finds him like this. He's not sure which one's worse.

Message Me • 19:18, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Oldersabrina

Sabrina le Fey♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale
「 Relationship 」
Married

She comes running into the inner sanctum, her heart pounding so hard, it almost feels like it'll jump out of her chest. She stops and kneels down next to Morgan, her breathing heavy. She doesn't say anything, but looks at him and studies his face intensely. Her eyes follow his, and she sees just how young he is. "Merlin -" She whispers. "What's happened?" She looks at Tristan, her eyes welling with fury.

Message Me • 19:56, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Iseult wb

Iseult le FeySeventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Legilimens
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

Iseult had seen the unmistakable shape of the silvery wolf and immediately recognised it as being Tristan's. When she then heard Sabrina practically sprinting back to the inner sanctum, she followed her. Looking at the slumped body of Morgan, and the crouched ones of Tristan and Sabrina, she hung back, in the shadows, waiting to hear what each of them are thinking.

Message Me • 19:56, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

When Morgan surges up, Tristan lets him, but stays ready to catch him. He smothers the brief flare of guilt - it's best that Sabrina does know. Speaking of... "He can't hear anything," he says when she gets close, voice a little frantic. "I think he's going to faint. Something happened on the mission."

Message Me • 20:05, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

It's overwhelming, all these people appearing and crowding around him, especially his mother, who's never had much knowledge of the concept of personal space at the best of times. And they're all talking, facing each other and away from Morgan so he has no idea what they're saying, which only causes him to panic further - is he bleeding still? Is someone else hurt? When he spots Iseult in the shadows, it's almost a relief, and he looks directly at her to make sure she knows to listen. The mission went to shit. There were guards already there and they knew we were coming. I got hit with a spell I didn't recognise and I can't hear anything.

Message Me • 20:13, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Oldersabrina

Sabrina le Fey♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale
「 Relationship 」
Married

She looks Tristan in the eyes. "How - we need to get him to the infirmary." She gently runs her hands through his hair. She doesn't say anything - partially because she doesn't want him to be alarmed, but also because she has no idea what to say. She places a palm on his chest, where she feels his heart racing. In a rare moment of motherly love (especially around Tristan) She takes his hand and puts it on her chest, making an effort to slow her breathing down. It's an old matronly trick she's used on Carlisle, Adele, even Xavier, to calm them down in moments of shock, post-mission.

Message Me • 20:26, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Iseult wb

Iseult le FeySeventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Legilimens
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

As soon as she makes contact with Morgan, she steps out of the shadows, still keeping her distance. "He was hit by a spell on the mission. He doesn't know what it is." She probes into his mind slightly, to view his memory of the event. It's a bit like flicking through pages in a book - and Morgan's memories aren't exactly crystal clear. They're guttural and choppy - reflecting his time on the mission. "It was cast non-verbally. It's a dark spell, I'd imagine it was created by the caster." She explains. "A curse, it all happened so quickly. Nothing I've ever seen before."

Message Me • 20:26, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

Sabrina's trick does work, to an extent - the heartbeat grounds him a little, lets him feel something that isn't the burning on his arm or the headache or the fabric of Tristan's shirt underneath his fingers. But it's still so disorientating: everybody talking to each other, over one another, and it's like he's watching a film that's stuck permanently on mute. "Look at me," he says - shouts? The buzzing in his throat feels stronger - to all three of them. "I don't know what any of you are saying! Just - look at me when you're talking."

Message Me • 20:51, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

Close as Morgan is holding Tristan, the shout rings through his ears and he jumps with a wince. He turns back to Morgan, though, mouthing sorry, and, without looking away, addresses the others slowly. "He had a head wound when I got here, just a cut that healed with an episkey. But he might have others."

Message Me • 20:58, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Oldersabrina

Sabrina le Fey♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale
「 Relationship 」
Married

She takes in everything Iseult says. She's grateful that Dunstan's kids are here, otherwise....she doesn't dare to think what would happen. She looks at him, and then lets him go. She pulls out her wand, and nonverbally traces some letters in the air. The question is simple, the word reads; "Injuries?" She turns to face him.

Message Me • 21:31, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Iseult wb

Iseult le FeySeventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Legilimens
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

She decides to stay behind, not wanting to crowd him. She does keep her mind focussed on his, trying to pick out any other irregularities.

Message Me • 21:31, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Morganwb4

Morgan le Feyseventh year slytherin student • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
17
「 Species 」
wizard + animagus
「 Occupation 」
student + parader
「 Relationship 」
pining

The words shimmer and hang in the air and he's eternally grateful to have something to focus on; he frowns as he reads it, then lets out a shaky breath and a wince as he pulls up his tattered sleeve. The flesh on his forearm is red and angry, still hot in the hours after it was made. "Just this," he says, swallowing thickly.

Message Me • 21:38, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Tristanbubble

Tristan le FeySeventh Year, Slytherin • The Viper King

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Parselmouth
「 Occupation 」
Student / Parader
「 Relationship 」
Single

Tristan frowns at the burn and looks over to Sabrina, trusting her to take charge of any healing. He mentally kicks himself, though - he should have checked for more injuries than just the head wound.

Message Me • 21:48, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Oldersabrina

Sabrina le Fey♛ Queen of the Black Parade ♛

「 Age 」
44
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Femme Fatale
「 Relationship 」
Married

She keeps her eyes on the wound for about twenty seconds, "Dittany. We need to take you to the infirmary." She says quietly, before waving her wand - changing the word in the sky to reflect this. She addresses Tristan. "Take him to the infirmary, using mobilicorpus. Björn is there. I suppose in many ways, this will be his first mission." She swallows thickly. She's trying very hard to remain calm and composed, for her son, and for her nephew and niece. "You've both done beautifully. Iseult; you go and explain what's happened to Soren. He'll give you what you need. I need to have a word with Tessa." She places a hand on Morgan's cheek, making sure her touch is delicate and slow, so to not shock him. "It's going to be ok." She mouths. "I'm here."

Message Me • 21:58, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

Iseult wb

Iseult le FeySeventh Year, Ravenclaw ☥ The Enchantress

「 Age 」
17 y/o
「 Species 」
Legilimens
「 Occupation 」
Student
「 Relationship 」
Single

She darts off to Soren as soon as Sabrina gives the order.

Message Me • 21:58, June 28, 2020 (UTC)

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