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Post by sergei on Apr 2, 2007 16:12:58 GMT -5
Sergei met the eyes of the vampire and held them. "I do not care what you have tried to state. I can easily have you removed from your position, my friend. Also, you refuse the Auror in your classroom, the information will get out to the parents. This will cause suspicions to double, resulting in either the removal of children from the school or you being fired. I am trying to get through your stupidity and plain arrogance, but since you are much older than I, you obviously don't need to hear this. I am not doing this to benefit myself. The only person who stands to gain from this arrangement is yourself. Oh, and by the way. You may be dead already, but there are still many ways of... punishing doesn't sound effective enough. Let's say that we can chastise you in more ways than one."
Sergei lowered his gaze, showing that he was done. "I will say it once more, and there hall be no further discussion. An Auror will be present in your classroom and with your class during each class, or until further notice. This same auror will stand guard at the foot of your tower during your sleeping hours, otherwise he will be outside the room you are currently in. Also, whenever you meet with a student, say for detention or after class, the auror will be present, watching carefully. I believe that it is in your best interest to be as friendly as possible to this Auror, as he will have the power to make things... difficult for you."
Sergei raised his gaze once more. "Remember that you choose to put yourself in this situation."
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Juan Marcos
Wizard
Vampire
Not much time for RPing... But haven't forgotten the site. I check in on it from time to time.
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Post by Juan Marcos on Apr 3, 2007 18:35:44 GMT -5
The vampire’s garnet eyes flashed with anger at the man’s words. He had blatantly disregarded Juan’s demands on the matter of the auror. The professor thought that he had been rather tolerant up until now. He’d even acquiesced to the very presence of an auror! He hadn’t objected on the matter of the auror and had only named one condition, that he or she remain at the foot of the tower! How could he be allowed to teach a class or get his students to trust him and become at ease if there was an auror watching them the entire time?! It would only prove that the Ministry did not trust him and that they should not either!
Juan’s hands clenched in a fist and he slammed his hand down on a table in frustration, “You, señor, are incorrigible!”
A symbol had been mentioned earlier in this encounter, that of a coin. Each coin has two sides and can be flipped at a moment’s notice. It became quite obvious that Juan’s had flipped and landed on the reverse face.
The vampire’s pupils had narrowed to slits and his irises blazed a far deeper shade of red than was normal. He glared at the Ministry Official and breathed heavily through gritted teeth, a human habit that usually revealed that the vampire was struggling within himself. The pressure of his teeth against each other pushed the elongated fangs down over his lower lip. His body was on fire and each moment he lingered and did not strike racked his body with pain. The hunter in him wanted to take this man; it saw him as a threat, as prey that had become a threat and should be taken care of in the only way it knew how: by feeding upon it.
This was not good, had Juan known he would face such a brutal interrogation, he would have fed before visiting the Leaky Cauldron, “I….” he choked out, “I-I must go…”
Juan did not care for the looks he was receiving from the tavern patrons as they stared at him, their meals and/or drinks forgotten. He’d seen that look far too many times. The look upon the old man’s face did little to ease his fears either. He had to get out of there, and fast.
The professor clutched at his side and stumbled out of the pub, forcing his body towards Diagon Alley. His intended destination was one of the Blood Banks mentioned earlier in their conversation, but he wouldn’t make it that far. The vampire’s throat burned, his muscles burned, his stomach burned, his lungs burned… It was as if his entire body was on fire, burning from the inside out…
Still, he forced himself forward, stumbling into the infamous Knockturn Alley.
((I am going to make a thread in Knockturn Alley. Please post a response here. I am curious to see what your character’s reaction will be. And feel free to post in the Knockturn Alley thread if you feel that your character would be the type to follow Juan. Sergei is an auror afterall, isn’t he?))
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Post by sergei on Apr 3, 2007 19:16:21 GMT -5
Sergei sighed. Addressing the patrons of the bar in a calm manner, he told them to go back to their own lives and that this wasnt something to be worried about, just a trifling matter that would be dealt with accordingly.
Standing up, Sergei distractedly put his coat on, as he was thinking about the whole fiasco. "hmmm.. The Prophet will definately hear about this one.. I will make sure of that personally.. but.. there are more pressing matters." Sergei looked at the door that the vampire had stumbled out from, and drawing his wand, began to follow.
It wasnt out of concern for the vampire that he followed, however. It wasn't out of concern for the poor victim that the vampire was planning to feed on either. It was out of curiosity. Sergei wasn't stupid and he knew that this might benefit him more than it would benefit the vampire.
Nodding one last time to the bartender, he stealthily made his way out of the Leaky Cauldron, deep in thought. I dont think he'll be going to the blood banks tonight... the way he was acting... He might even go after someone in Diagon... No.. he has too much self control for that... Hmmm... He'd be headed for Knocturne then...
Buttoning his coat and sliding his spare wand into his right sleeve, he walked in a direction that he seldom traveled, even for business. Knocturne, Here I come...
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