Citadel of the Lost/Watchtower

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The Watchtower

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Ivan and Regan

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

Ivan was standing in the Watchtower the night before he slated to head out on a mission to the Czech Republic. He hadn't taken a hit out on anyone for a while now, so he was going over his tactics and lessons learned. The Watchtower was one of the more peaceful places in the Citadel and Ivan liked peace, and he liked being alone. He was leaning against the rule looking out, but lost in thought

Message Me • 16:27, July 6, 2020 (UTC)

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 16:40, July 6, 2020 (UTC) She had unpacked and figured she'd check out the place she'd be confined to for a month. She opened the door at the top of the tower and glanced around. She noticed another guy there. He looked a little older than she was, so based on what Karith had told her... probably not a recruit. "Oh, sorry," she said quickly, unsure if she was allowed to be here.

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He turned to look at her. He didn't recognize this girl, so she must be brand new, but he still wanted to confirm that. He kept his hand at the ready to draw his wand before speaking. "Who are you?" he asked her in a flat and emotionless tone of voice. Just because Sabrina and Lucille said the Citadel was impenetrable didn't mean Ivan believed it

Message Me • 16:46, July 6, 2020 (UTC)

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 16:49, July 6, 2020 (UTC) "Regan Black," she said. "I just started." Normally she wouldn't have dropped her last name, but if Karith had pull here, it might give her some credibility.

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

Ivan of course recognized the last name but didn't make any assumptions. Black was a fairly common last name after all. He hadn't been told about any new recruits, and was still fairly suspicious of her, so he drew his wand to cast the Patronus charm. Once the large Bear sprung into existence, he spoke to it. "Lucille, do you know anything about a new recruit named Regan Black?" before sending it off to her home. "You better hope that message comes back stating you're legit." He said to the girl coldly while holding onto his wand by his side, ready to go should it become necessary

Message Me • 16:58, July 6, 2020 (UTC)

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 17:05, July 6, 2020 (UTC) Well this guy was a piece of work. She folded her arms and stood her ground, knowing she'd be in the clear.

Game Master Send Me an Owl! - 17:14, July 6, 2020 (UTC) A hazy cobra appears not long afterwards, and when it speaks, Tessa's disembodied voice sounds somewhat irritated. Yes, I do.

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

It was only then that Ivan put his wand away, and turned around to resume his mental preparation for his upcoming mission. Not his fault that Lucille didn't let anyone know about the new recruit. He was just maintaining the security of the Citadel, that's all

Message Me • 17:21, July 6, 2020 (UTC)

Regan Black Ravenclaw Alumna -Owner of Different Strokes and Spy for The Black Parade  – 17:24, July 6, 2020 (UTC) "Sorry if I disturbed you," she said, unsure if she should just... go.

「 Ivan Volkov 」Koldovstoretz Alumni • Dark Knight

「 Age 」
30 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Hit-man

「 Relationship 」
Single, not looking

He didn't turn around. "You didn't. I just needed to know if you were an intruder that had to be dealt with. Nothing personal," he said flatly

Message Me • 17:27, July 6, 2020 (UTC)

Morgan and Nim

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

It still hasn't properly hit him yet. He knows it will; he can feel the frustration building in his chest like a shaken bottle, not quite at full pressure but if one more person looks at him with that pitying expression or exaggerates their words like they're talking to a toddler, he can't promise he won't hex them. Or worse. He misses Niks too, and it's taking way more energy than he expected to not call her or text her, or even just let her know that he's alive. Honestly, he's tempted to just transfigure into his raven form and just - fly away. Yes, it's dramatic, but right now he's on the balcony of the Watchtower and his mind is racing and he doesn't know what to do.

Message Me • 16:07, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Sometimes, Nimue just wants to be aboveground. There's something about fresh air that always wipes away her worries, and recently there have been a lot: omens of strife within the Parade, the stress in people's auras. And the source of at least some of that stress is standing right in front of her. Hello writes itself silvery letters in front of him when she flicks her hand, and she steps up beside him onto the balcony.

Message Me • 16:19, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

It's pretty dark, so he almost misses the letters shimmering in the air until she steps beside him; his peripheral vision seems to be improving already. "So you know as well," he mutters, sighing because of course the entire Parade knows, they have to, but it still feels like a violation of some sort. It's his thing. It should be up to him to tell people.

Message Me • 16:24, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Sorting through all the colours she sees in his aura, Nimue gives a light frown at the frustration she sees. It's understandable, of course, but... You are frustrated, writes itself in front of him, the letters glowing more brightly this time. That is understandable. Would you like to tell me about it?

Message Me • 16:38, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He knows Nim is like, the last person he should be having a go at, but if one more person asks him if he wants to talk about things... "No, I don't," he snaps, turning to face her; hopefully he isn't shouting too loudly, but at this point, he doesn't care. "I'm sick of fucking talking about it. Talking doesn't do anything."

Message Me • 16:40, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Nimue doesn't so much as flinch - she just stands there and listens. It's clear from the way his aura writhes, emotions threatening to boil over, that he's been bottling this up for quite some time and, well, it's far from the worst outburst she's seen. I can help you, appears between them. With the pain of it, at least.

Message Me • 16:49, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He scoffs a little once he's read it. "Bjorn's already tried everything, thanks," he says; Merlin knows he's drank enough Dreamless Draughts and numbing potions in the last few days, on top of all of the attempts to reverse the curse. All of them unsuccessful, of course.

Message Me • 16:55, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Not everything, Nimue writes, focusing on that frustration and worry and pain. She could take all of it, she knows, but she thinks that would be depriving him of something he could gain from the adversity. So she moves just enough to take the edge off, taking a moment as it assimilates with her own emotions. But if anyone knows how to control her emotions, it's Nimue.

Message Me • 17:07, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

It feels - strange. It feels like he's getting lighter; that weird balance right before you start levitating, where gravity leaves just for a second and you feel weightless and cut from the ground. And then he feels, instantly, more relaxed. The knot in his stomach loosens and he stops gripping the bar of the balcony without realising. It takes him a few seconds before he can formulate a sentence, more in awe of how bizarre it all feels, and turns to look at Nim. "How do you do that?"

Message Me • 17:14, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Nimue smiles warmly, and the shimmering words form in the air: My father was a nymph, spirit-aligned, it reads. And I have had a considerable amount of practice. Sometimes she loves her position as High Priestess - the people here need her in a way that people at home did not, and watching Morgan's aura calm warms her heart.

Message Me • 17:21, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He reads the words slowly and carefully; once the amazement wears off, the feeling of weightlessness mixed with his inability to hear anything just results in a wave of severe nausea. "What else can you do?" he asks, but his voice is quiet and distracted as he turns around - heights have suddenly become very unappealing - and gingerly sits down, bringing his knees up to his chest.

Message Me • 17:27, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

A frown touches her face as the nausea floods him - that's not something she's seen before. She kneels, too, folding her hands neatly in her lap. I can calm people, and tell their emotions from their auras, she writes. I could tell that you are an animagus, without your telling me, and, if I wished, I could tie my spirit to someone else to forge a bond. But any wounds they took would be inflicted on me, too. She purposefully leaves out the offensive options - she dislikes thinking about those as anything but an absolute last resort.

Message Me • 17:38, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

He listens as attentively as he can without being sick. Once the discomfort begins to ebb away, an idea strikes him and he looks up at her, eyes suddenly hopeful. "Can you see curses? Can you figure out what's happened to me?"

Message Me • 17:43, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

Nimue gives a little shake of her head, eyes sad. I can only help with the emotional side, I'm afraid, the next shimmering words read. I fear the path to recovery will be a long one, but you will face many obstacles. But you will be rewarded for your perseverance.

Message Me • 17:56, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

To be honest, the only word that properly sticks out in her little paragraph is recovery. He's instantly more alert when he sees it, eyes wide. "Recovery? I'm going to get my hearing back?"

Message Me • 18:01, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Nimue Ní Aonghusa 」High Priestess

「 Age 」
24 y/o

「 Species 」
Half Spirit Nymph

「 Occupation 」
Parader

「 Relationship 」
Single

The smile she gives him is still tinged with sadness. The future is not so certain as that, she writes. I can tell you that it will get better, but I cannot say how much, or when. But have hope.

Message Me • 18:15, July 1, 2020 (UTC)

「 Morgan le Fey 」graduated slytherin • the rightful heir

「 Age 」
18

「 Species 」
wizard + animagus

「 Occupation 」
parader

「 Relationship 」
taken

The lack of a definitive yes makes him deflate a little, and he pretty much ignores the rest of her words because if he's not going to get better then what's the point? He's useless to the Parade without his hearing. The one certainty in his life, the goal he's been working towards since he was twelve years old and on his own and lacking any guidance but the promise that the Parade will take him as soon as he turns seventeen. It's a fucking joke. "Thanks for the advice," he grumbles, before standing up and storming away, face like thunder and his fists clenched by his sides. He's never going to get better. He might as well start accepting it.

Message Me • 18:21, July 1, 2020 (UTC)