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Barty Crouch Jr. ([personal profile] liquidsky) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2014-03-20 01:49 pm

The school, the school, the school is on fire...

Who: Anyone who wants in on it!
What: The school is on fire.
When: Days 420 around sundown and after.
Where: The school in Odin's district.
Rating: We'll see!

The sun is slowly going down and Barty Crouch jr is in Odin's district, as he's been every day for a good while though, since he first realized how easily Will Graham fell into habits. The difference is that today he isn't headed to the cafe they always meet at right away. Instead he stands leaning against a wall, ever now and then glancing at the school and waiting for a sign. He has placed the mirror - a present from Albus Dumbledore himself - in just the right position fixed it to the corner of a building and waited for the sun to hit the reflective surface at the right angle.

Dumbledore had talked of smoke and mirrors and now Barty had found the right tinder. He waits until he can see smoke, faintly but there. It would be another hour, he suspects, maybe even more before the fire spreads far enough to be noticed. But it would burn, of that he had no doubt.

It is starting to get dark when he takes the mirror back, making sure to remain unseen, and he heads down the road to meet Will. He doesn't know if anyone is still in the building he just set on fire, he doesn't much care either way. The flames would rise high and Severus Snape would feel the heat.

[OOC Notes: I purposefully set this up like an event log, so just like for them, feel free to make a header comment detailing what your character is doing at any given time. If you want to do any more last minute plotting, head on over to the plotting post! Also, here is the IC post with some of what led up to this if you want to read up and/or still tag in! I backtag forever. Slowly.

If your character has been near/around/in the school before the fire started and would thus be a suspect and/or suspect other people he or she has seen, you can play that part out here too!

Times: Before the fire, during the fire, right after the fire. ...duh.
Places: The parts of the schools that will be affected are: The library, the auditorium and several classrooms as well as Evy's office.
Obviously you can also have your character be outside the school or in the hallways or any unaffected part if they want to use the chaos to, I don't know, mess up Snape's office a little.

I just ask that no one saw Barty do what he did, so we can have more fun with various suspicions cast about.]
tonsofpun: (Mistrust)

[personal profile] tonsofpun 2014-03-26 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Very carefully, she watches the look in Evy's eyes, the darkness, the vaguely haunted look, the struggle to maintain composure.

She's watched enough people do this by now to have some sense of when someone has been very, very badly hurt and doesn't want to talk about it.]


Don't worry. I won't ask.
proudofwhatiam: (the end of that)

[personal profile] proudofwhatiam 2014-03-26 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[That, at least, she can answer. THANK YOU is easily enough said, even without a voice.

Ellie's a good girl. A good young lady, in all fairness. Especially at this moment, it's easy to see just how mature she is, despite her age.]
tonsofpun: (Them's some drugs)

[personal profile] tonsofpun 2014-03-27 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Ellie nods, gives her a small, humorless smile of understanding. It's how it is, sometimes. But even that makes it easy to put it together.

Hopefully, she'll regain her voice.]


I bet somebody around here has a notebook. Any idea where the fire started?
proudofwhatiam: (lovecraftian horrors on your shoes)

[personal profile] proudofwhatiam 2014-03-29 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Evy shakes her head. The drawback--one among many--to dying in a closed room is that one doesn't come back with any useful information. "Not in my office" is the best she can manage.]
tonsofpun: (Bullshit detector)

[personal profile] tonsofpun 2014-03-30 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Ellie ends up shaking her head too.]

Not in the underground. Didn't make it's way down- down there.

[She holds back more coughing.]

Looks like one of the upper floors?