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Post by Lord Voldemort on Aug 12, 2010 16:08:05 GMT -5
Tom Riddle grinned as he touched his arm and summoned Avatra, thinking "Bring the boy" as he did so, and then summoned Christian as well. It was time to give the Vogel boy a big mission in lieu of the project he was working on with the Mao girl. Breaking Horace Terrance out of Azkaban - and gaining the support of the dementors once again - was the perfect way to do it.
It wouldn't be a difficult mission, but he wanted Avatra there because she was the boy's teacher. And Christian was simply in need of something to do, and it was good for Vogel to become acquainted with other Death Eaters.
And hopefully soon after this, the ministry would be taken over. Everything was going according to plan - and soon, Voldemort was sure he'd have Harry Potter in his hands too.
Riddle sat at the long table just in front of the fireplace, the snake Nagini sitting next to him, lounging about the table and a chair, as he waited for his followers to Apparate here.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Aug 15, 2010 18:37:43 GMT -5
Without another moments delay Avatra grabbed Ryan and sidelong apparated, even if he coudl apparate as she was sure he could, he didn't know where he was going. A second after she popped into veiw of the Dark Lord. "My Lord", she curtsied and bowed her head low, after all Avatra was a lady, well she held up the pretense that she was at least. closest thing this house had ever seen to a lady.
A split second later Christian walked briskly into the room, he'd been hanging around or something. He heard there was a pretty new seer, and by god if he didn't like pretty young things. "My Lord", he repeated Avatra's greating, but instead of her show of cutsying he simply dropped to one knee in respect.
Avatra turned to Ryan praying to god he had the decency to bow or something, "My Lord, Ryan Vogel", she didn't give any more then the formal introduction the Dark Lord wasn't stupid he knew who Ryan was and Avatra wasn't the type to flaunt, well in this case.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Aug 22, 2010 9:46:44 GMT -5
Riddle heard the two popping noises come right after another, and raised his head to look at the three standing in front of him.
"Hello. Sit," he said, gesturing to the three chairs across the table from him, nodding at Ryan in response to Avatra's introduction. Ryan was shaping up to be reliable - so long as he didn't fail this mission or fail to get Yazuri Mao to kill her mother, he would soon be allowed amongst the ranks of a Death Eater, become Marked, and be called to attend meetings.
"Horace Terrance," he began simply, looking between the three people. "He's in Azkaban, with the dementors. I think it's high time that he comes back amongst my ranks, and the dementors come into my power." It was simple enough, considering the dementors didn't care who they were following, so long as they got to have souls to feed off of.
"And I want you three to do the job." His voice was stiff, Riddle was almost smirking. He was pleased right now - pleased with how things were going. This was sure to be another success.
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Post by George Weasley on Sept 3, 2010 20:26:05 GMT -5
Christian smiled, "And I suppose my ... explosive personallity is needed to get in, my lord" it was no secret Christian had a touch for the insane, a unpenatrable fortress was right up his ally.
"He said bring the deatheaters back under his control" Avatra rolled her eyes, "I don't believe blowing things up and setting things on fire will do that", Avatra who was better with giving people what they wanted.
"We need to give them what they want, my lord", she turned back to the dark lord, not meeting his gaze looking down in respect. "They only want one thing. We bring them more pain, more fear, I dont see the problem they're not above reason", she paused and surveyed Christian her opinion of his was obviously less then that of an equal, "unlike some".
Of course he had his uses, they would need him to get there in the first place her eyes fell to her apprentice, hopefully, he would survive the dementors.[/color]
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Jan 23, 2012 13:38:15 GMT -5
Riddle grinned at Avatra. Such a smart, loyal follower. She knew exactly what needed to be done and was one of his most trustworthy servants. The Dark Lord was immensely pleased with her almost constantly.
"Exactly Avatra. I already have a plan of how you three will be doing this." He raised his wand and a small replica of the wizard prison Azkaban appeared, hovering between the Dark Lord and his three servants.
Ryan watched intently, looking intently at the small prison and paying attention to what his Lord was saying. Glancing over at Avatra and Christian, he could tell that this was big.
"Ryan, you will gather a few unsuspecting Muggles. Take them stealthily, stupefy them, and bring them to Azkaban. When you bring them there, Avatra and Christian will have already found the two Ministry wizards that will be there. Stupefy them as well and give them to the dementors as sacrifice. Let them be Kissed." He paused as he thought of how this scene would unfold.
"Then, Christian, I want you to find Horace Terrance and release him from his cell." Riddle indicated where Terrance's cell was, and also showed the three where other prisoners were being held. "I do not have need for anyone else who is in Azkaban. None of them are loyal enough to be worthy of escape right now," he added shortly.
Horace Terrance was loyal, though. He had been locked up for only a couple years, for a large massacre that killed 5 or 10 filthy wizards and their Muggle lovers. Unfortunately, he had been found quickly and locked up as soon as they saw the Mark on his arm. Before that, Terrance had been one of his most faithful servants - with the ranks of Avatra, Bellatrix, and Jason Caldwell. In fact, it was Terrance who had brought Caldwell to the Dark Lord, a plan that had been hatched before the boy even arrived at Hogwarts. And while in Azkaban, Terrance has continued to be helpful, in corresponding with the Dark Lord on how loyal the other locked up Death Eaters were.
"Once you have Slughorn, convince the dementors that we will bring them people regularly as long as they follow my commands - your commands. Do it by any means necessary, any flourish you want to add. Then, the four of you will come back here."
"Failure is not an option. Should you succeed, you will each be rewarded greatly," he said. He looked at the three of them intently.
"Your mission begins at sundown tonight." He did not give them any choice in this matter. This wasn't a discussion, this was a command. Avatra and Christian knew that, and Ryan should be smart enough to figure it out. If he wasn't, then he need not be a Death Eater.
This was big. This was huge. Ryan knew who Horace Terrance was, if only from the Daily Prophet, and this was a huge task. But it was perfect for them - it was perfect for the job. Ryan's eyes were big and it was obvious to the Dark Lord and anyone who looked at him how much he desired to fulfill this mission, to complete this task and show his worth. Ryan hoped that his success and assistance with this would lead to his being Marked.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jan 23, 2012 17:40:31 GMT -5
Avatra nodded in turn to her parts of the plan, stupefying muggles wont be necessary. She would just go to the first bar she found and promise a group of young gents a unforgettable night. She smiled wickedly to herself what a perfect mission for Ryan to be here for. Of course seduction of drunken young men wasn't exactly an art, a short enough skirt should get them to agree.
"My Lord", she waited until he was finished speaking, "They have been feeding from the other wretches in Azkaban for years, should we just not give them to the Dementors, it would save us time" she spoke with a respectful tone and did not meet Voldemort's eyes. She was dominant of all but him, she could manipulate all, but him and if the others were truly not worthy of being freed then why not get rid of them all together. She could think of a few she wouldn't mind being without.
Christian growled at Avatra, "Better yet, my Lord, free them all, the dementors the prisoners it would be a simple matter destroying that place and its wards the chaos within the ministry and the greatly area would be devastating his eyes glinted at the thought of it, and a twisted smile graced his face. Unlike respect and loyalty Christian ran on a different sort of allegiance. He was not unlike the deatheaters that as long as he could destroy what he wished and kill whom he liked well the cause was never very important to him.
Of course he feared the dark lord, anyone would be fool not too, and would never consider turning against him. It just to happened their interests always coincided. Voldemort wanted people dead things destroyed and Christian just wanted to do it. It was what had drawn him to the deatheaters in the first place. A silence fell over the group as they both with downcast eyes waited for their lord's decision.[/color]
Avatra's rage for Christians methods and brutish qualities was at the forefront of her mind. She hoped one day whatever usefulness the dark lord saw in him would cease and she would be allowed to kill him. He was every bit that she was not and what's worse if she used to almost find that endearing. His sadistic personality and his take charge attitude, rushing in before a moment to think. However, now she only found that it annoyed her. Still the orders were given, this must be done and she would work together however much she despised her partner. Besides she would have to mask her feelings. It would do no good to teach Ryan to control himself if she left Christian get under her skin.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Jan 25, 2012 23:45:12 GMT -5
Though many would think otherwise, Riddle didn't always mind when his Death Eaters - especially the loyal ones - made suggestions. He rarely took them, but it was good for them to make suggestions because it showed their loyalty and dedication. Especially when they got sadistic. Of course, going overboard like Christian usually preferred was usually stupid and reckless, but the Dark Lord did not mind his enthusiasm. Christian's thirst for blood made him valuable, but he was definitely not a thinker or strategist.
"That would be reckless and stupid," the Dark Lord said shortly to Christian. "We want control but we don't want everyone to know that we're taking control. Sometimes being quiet and sneaky is the way to go. You will not make explosions or do anything to gain unnecessary attention," he instructed his followers.
But Avatra's plan.... wasn't awful, depending on who she wanted to get rid of.
"Give a couple of useless old fellows to the Dementors, but not everyone.... we don't want anyone to think that Azkaban isn't still a safe place to send criminals. Again, Avatra, you know how important keeping up appearances is."
Ryan nodded, listening. He didn't feel comfortable piping up ideas - not that he didn't have any - but he was always more of a listener and instruction follower. He was ready for them to leave and get on this. His urge to prove himself was strong, maybe too wrong, but hopefully his Lord didn't think poorly of him.
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Post by Avatra Faitell on Jan 26, 2012 5:22:27 GMT -5
Avatra smiled with the praise "Yes my Lord, it shall be done", she bowed her head. "If there is nothing else my lord?" she paused waiting to be dismissed it would be rude to simply just up and leave now wouldn't it and her and Ryan had some muggles to find to entice the dementors into her plan in the first place. One's with nice happy lives for the dementors to suck out of them.
Christian lowered his gaze "Yes my lord" he echoed Avatra's response "As you say", he added. He would have his chance soon enough to cause destruction not on the magnitude he preferred, but all things in good time.
At the very least he could pick and choose a few useless wretches in Azkaban. Their lives were now in his and Avatra's hands. He supposed he would prefer Avatra over him, he side glanced at the woman, the things she could do with those hands.[/color]
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Post by Lord Voldemort on May 25, 2012 15:32:32 GMT -5
Ryan continued to listen. Everything about this plan couldn't be better. He was grateful to be able to serve his Dark Lord finally, like this.
He wondered about the Dementors. He had never been around the wretched creatures but surely he would be able to do it. Ryan was strong and, aside from the murder of his sister, did not have anything that made him sad or upset. Even when depressed, he felt determined and mostly angry at himself for being stupid enough to get sad. Surely being around Dementors would not be a problem.
Riddle thought for a second. "Don't give more than four wizards to the Dementors. Still take some Muggles if you need to. Other than that, you three should leave now. I expect you to be back by midnight, or dawn at the latest."
This didn't give them a lot of time, but the less time they had, the less likely it was for Christian to screw it up and get too excited with his explosions and other rubbish.
"Yes, my Lord," Ryan said, bowing his head and on one knee, like Christian and he had done earlier. He waited for the other two to also bow or curtsy and then followed Avatra and Christian out of the room.[/color]
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Post by Christian Silvont on May 25, 2012 18:52:33 GMT -5
Avatra gave the Dark Lord a curtsey, "My lord", she stood and turned to go, expecting Ryan to follow, perhaps working with Christian wouldn't be a total loss after all. She could teach Ryan exactly how not to be. She shot him a scowl and a glare before she left. They would need muggles and she knew exactly which run down pub in London could provide them, "You know where to find me", she rolled her eyes at Christian as they left the room. She offered her hand to Ryan for sidelong apparation, since he had no idea where they would be going. If they were expected back by midnight she wouldn't have to spare any time.
"Yes my Lord", Christian stood after he was dismissed and watched Avatra walk ahead of him always appreciative of the view, his eyebrow raised. He nearly bumped into her little minion as she turned to speak to him.
He smirked at her words. "The Inn", he said to no one in particular. Oh the wonderful nights they had "borrowing" the upstairs rooms of those places. He was about to say so before she disappeared. She always did like it when he chased her. With a smile he vanished from the corridor with a pop.[/color]
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