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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 2, 2009 23:17:24 GMT -5
Avatra tapped her foot, same dusty hotel room, the boy wasn't late by anyone's standards, but her own, she said three and she expected him to be there before that. She had tested his mind, now she needed to test his strength, how many buttons could she push. What makes him snap. He needed to be able to stay calm, in any situation, not let the barriers drop for a moment. Better then that, she had him for all day in the dingy room, above one of the more dirtier inns in Hogsmeade. No one would come looking for them here.
Again her pointed heals tapped against the floor, The boots she wore dragged up to her knees followed by the shortest black skirt she could manage, well she was testing his resilence after all, in ALL situations. The beautiful bad girl, every teenagers fantasy.
She had seen him kill, seen him torture, now it was time to the turn the tables, today wasn't all about his abilities, but also her own.
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 3, 2009 2:31:20 GMT -5
Ryan rapped his knuckles on the door as he stepped into the room, right at 3 o'clock, perfectly on time. He smiled at her and closed the door. He was wearing a pair of jeans, as usual, and a black slim fitting t-shirt. One could see that he was decently muscular, and he looked like the typical high school punk bully. However, he was much more than that.
Ryan Vogel was a wizard, and a Death Eater in training.
"Hello Avatra, a pleasure to see you," he greeted her, quickly scanning her up and down. He was a teenage boy, with teenage hormones, and she was dressed quite scantily today.
"What will you be teaching me today?" Ryan was very earnest about learning, about trying hard, about becoming a Death Eater. Others would call it his passion, but Ryan Vogel thought that it was his fate, his calling. He had not yet told his parents, but knew they would be proud. Ava, his sister, also didn't know, despite her being a Death Eater already. He was waiting to give them the news until it was more official.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 3, 2009 2:36:49 GMT -5
Avatra didn't smile as he came in, she said nothing, she simply scooted herself up on the dresser and crossed her legs, revealing more if that was even possible. She surveyed him for a moment.
"What would you like to know?" she tested. A small smile graced her lips, "Surely your head isn't without questions of your own..." she brushed the lose hair from her shoulder, "So Ryan Vogel, what is it that you want... to know that is?" She blinked, "What would you like to do". She had told the dark lord she would train him and honestly once you've lived through Avatra no woman in the world could frighten you except for Bellatrix perhaps, but that was a different kind of fear.
"The Dark Lord was pleased with your present", she added, "He's given me permission to train you more extensively my pet".
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 3, 2009 2:59:03 GMT -5
Ryan smiled at her as she repositioned herself, knowing what she was doing. Avatra knew that Ryan had hormones, as did all teenage boys, and was tempting him. And it was true that she was tempting... how he wanted to give in.
"I want to know how to be strong.... how to be a powerful fighter, and what it takes to be a true Death Eater."
Though he didn't smile, Ryan was very pleased with himself that his Dark Lord was so pleased with his present, and that He wanted Ryan to be trained more. He also noticed that Avatra had called him "my pet," which he wasn't sure how to react to. He almost liked it.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 3, 2009 3:14:40 GMT -5
Well he got about 3/4, then again Avatra could tell what else he wanted just by looking at his face. "We have all year to make you into all of those things", she sighed, "But alright", she hopped down from the desk. She was much shorter then the boy, even with the unusually high boots.
"You already know before anything else your mind is your greatest weapon, and knowing your own mind can mean the death of your enemies, and always use honestly in delicate situations it helps to keep your thoughts from becoming entangled with lies", of course she didn't always have the luxary of honesty in her line of work. She moved to him, traced her hand along the lines of his face.
"Knowing your own weakness is your greatest strength, and thinking you have none can be your demise", she instructed. She pushed just a little against his mental barriers attempting to catch him with them down. She got closer to him, backing off her attack. Women were weaknesses to many men, not that she thought it was Ryan's she was just playing at his age and nature now. She moved closer, until she was completely pressed against him looking up at him. She moved her hand through his hair, starring into his eyes, trying to coax him.
"Deatheaters, take what they want", she lied in a whisper, this was Avatra at her prime, she could play to his thirst for power, to dominate even her. "They don't ask nicely, they don't play coy little games... they take".
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 3, 2009 13:32:14 GMT -5
Ryan's eyes watched her carefully, not knowing what she was going to do and not trusting her to be admiral. Of course, she shouldn't be admiral- she had to teach him somehow. He knew better than to let his mental guard down, and he wasn't surprised when she tested them. Ryan almost smiled when she did.
He listened intently, and knew what today's lesson would entail: finding Ryan's weakness, and improving it. It was a good lesson and it made sense to him.
And she was diving right through to his weakness.
When he felt her press against him, he had to think of his grandmother in order to prevent any physical reaction. Her breath hit his neck as she spoke, and it was almost getting to him. He made sure to keep his hands off of her.
Luckily, Ryan hadn't been standing up against a wall. He pulled back from her. "I know what you're doing... what you do best, of course... I won't let myself give into you." Ryan knew that he couldn't let himself have Avatra - or, more approriately, let Avatra have him. He had to resist... he was determined, though he knew he could also falter just as easily.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 3, 2009 19:05:57 GMT -5
"What i'm doing", she followed his movements pushing him back towards the door he came in, "Your going to run out of room eventually Ryan", She purred. It wasn't hard pretending she wanted it, mostly because there wasn't much to pretend, she was quite willing, he was young, strong, and attractive, she sould be so lucky in her line of work.
"Of course", she faltered for a moment, "If your afraid you won't have what it takes that completely understandable", she was playing very dirty now. She sighed. "I suppose you are just a young boy after", she emphasized the word young belittling him. "Young and foolish", she said in a sing song mocking tone. All the time keeping herself well in his reach, she wouldn't let him forget about how close she was to her.
"If you were a man..." she let the sentence drop. "if only"...
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 4, 2009 12:50:36 GMT -5
His eyes narrowed as he backed away from her. He knew he couldn't escape her in the room, but he could attempt to resist her. Being a teenager with raging hormones, he couldn't help but want to give in. But what one wants to do and what one should do are usually completely different.
Ryan was obviously outraged when she called him a little boy. "A little boy? A little boy? That would only make you a pedophile, Avatra," he spat, his voice loud and his face angry. Ryan didn't react well to hits to the ego, especially one so deep. Ryan Vogel was certainly not a little boy, and he was certainly going to prove that to her.
Suddenly, without warning, Ryan went towards Avatra. He took her by the wrists and pushed her against the wall, pushing his weight against her, letting her feel is body heat. "You want a little boy, go to the Hogs Head. You want a man, I'm right here."
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 4, 2009 13:23:13 GMT -5
"See what a little bit of anger can do to you", Her breathing had quickened she ignored the circulation being cut off in her wrists, if he thought he was being rough, well he should meet some of Avatra's other friends sometimes. "Not only did you just lose strength in your mental barriers, she had been pushing her own mind on his this entire time and she gained quite a bit of ground when he had become outraged, "But you've just turned your back on an entire room".
"You claim to be a man, then act like one", She twisted her wrists towards his thumbs, a simple self defense manuever and her hands were free. Magic wasn't the only thing she was good at. She pushed him back with impressive strength. "Even men lose their tempers" she noted, "But they learn to control it, doing something in anger clouds your judgement". Really the boy should be thanking her, this would save his life one day.
Avatra dropped her mental barriers completely she had nothing to hide, not from him, not from Voldemort, her happy childhood, killing her parents and her aunt and uncle, her bubbly little cousin, Kyle Noton, all of it.
"Keep your wand in your pants", she noted, and brought up weaker barriers, ones that less practiced wizards might have, "And attack me, more importantly defend yourself.".
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 4, 2009 13:52:53 GMT -5
Ryan was bewildered, but impressed. He was ashamed of his show of weakness and misjudgment, but thankful that Avatra could teach him. She was very well-versed in this area, and Ryan couldn't have a better teacher.
He placed his wand in his pants and stood tall and away from her. He didn't trust her to use her mind against him, so he put his own mental barriers up. They stared each other down for a few moments and then began to ravage his mind.
He wasn't surprised to find her mental barriers down, though he did expect her to have some up. Ryan easily discovered Avatra's past; her childhood, the murder of her parents, the other murders she had committed. He saw her loyalty and devotion to the Dark Lord, though didn't see Him in her mind.
All the while he saw this, he could feel her trying to get into his mind, to break his barriers and see what was in his own past. It wasn't that he was ashamed of his past - no, he was not at all. But he saw the point of this exercise and wouldn't fail. In a burst of mental energy, he pushed back against her mind forcefully, keeping her away and out, as he continued to go through hers.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 4, 2009 14:05:37 GMT -5
It wasn't a pretty thing to have someone in your head, it felt wrong, like an intrusion, and she wanted to fight through it and break him mentally, but she refrained. Instead of mental barriers she put thoughts, things she wanted him to see, nightmarish visions, things to confuse him.
"Your trying to fight with my own mind", she reasoned, "You forget I know my own mind better then you, fight me with yours", she instructed. "Push what you want me to see in your head, let things flow through the barriers while some stick", it had taken her many tries to master this, but she closed her mind and prepared herself for anything.
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 6, 2009 11:27:40 GMT -5
Ryan didn't move, didn't even nod in recognition, but he relaxed and channeled himself into her mind. He thought of his father, a professor of Dark Arts at Durmstrang, and made her see Ryan's first memory of Anthony Vogel performing the Cruciatus curse on a rat, teaching Ryan. He made her see the pain the animal was experiencing and could hear the screams. Ryan remembered his dad laughing and saying "This is how you treat your enemies, Ryan, none of that hodge-podge fist fighting!" It was a dark memory but one of Ryan's favorites.
Next he changed his path and put in his own ideas for Avatra, putting in thoughts of lust and a primal hunger. Not geared toward Ryan, ironically enough. No, Ryan had her thinking about the barkeeper downstairs and his three teeth. It was someone who Avatra might use but never be physically attracted to. It was how well Avatra felt these emotions that showed his strength, or how much stronger he needed to be.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 6, 2009 11:39:16 GMT -5
She ground her teeth together, she felt many things pain, suffering, attraction, she smiled painfully, what a cruel joke he was playing. She could tell her thoughts from his easily, but she had been training to do so, seriously and nonstop since she was ten. Just as she felt her mind succumbing, and herself letting go completely she shot her mental barriers straight up, instantly snapping the connection off. When she shook back into reality she faultered and fell against the wall, sinking down. Her head was still spinning.
"Very good", she breathed. She sat catching her breath, "You learn fast". She clutched the dresser next to her and pulled herself into a standing position, she had been prepared for this. To open her mind so freely weakened her considerably, and to judge his attack, while not acting on it, was harder then she thought. She was going to have to find him someone to play with.
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Post by Ryan Vogel on Jun 7, 2009 10:21:12 GMT -5
Ryan smirked, proud of what he had done. "Thank you. Just tell me what I need to do and I will learn it," he said. And it was true; he wasn't opposed to doing anything necessary for the Dark Lord.
He was finding that these lessons did seem easy, but he was glad that he was doing so well. Only time will tell when Ryan won't be able to pick up something Avatra was trying to teach him right away. He only hoped that that time was far off, if ever.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jun 7, 2009 12:07:13 GMT -5
She regained her composure, "Thats enough for today as far as that goes", she could have tooken more, but why bother putting herself in any pain when she could very well find someone else to take it for her and Ryan will learn just the same, she had decided his level and his capacity to grow, It wasn't her head he needed to be meddling with anymore.
"There is a very serious matter in which to discuss", she said turning back to the dresser and straightening the things she had knocked over, she was picky like that, "I told you our lord wanted students in Hogwarts, well your not the only one, the only problem is the one in training, even before you, skipped out." She turned back to him, "I'm sure your familiar with the Mao family, Yazuri, is in your house and your grade, she was suposed to be the next Deatheater of that family, her skills already can exceed that of her mother's, but the only thing in her way is her mother. She coddled the girl, spoiled her, and now she thinks she has a conscious", Avatra rolled her eyes. "This is a matter that takes the delicacy of the mind", she folded her ams, "And I can't get to the girl.." she paused for a moment, playing at the ego that was Ryan Vogel, "I need your help", she said biting her lip slightly, as if she didn't want to ask, as if Ryan was the only person on earth who could do this. There was nothing wrong with a bit of ego building. Avatra was good at it too, she could create and destroy just as easily.
"We need Mei Mao out of the way, but we need Yazuri to do", she had seen the young girls mind, the thing that was stopping her from greatness, "She'll be the last of her line, in a peculiar race of women, and she'll have no choice, along with of course guidance from you and eventually me".
"Wands", she said slowly, and brought hers to her side, "The girl isn't known to be of strong mind, but she can immobolize you with her wand before you'd even realize the barriers in her head are weak, plus I don't want you to only focus on one aspect of magic", without warning the Crucio left her wand, time to weaken the boy a little.
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