(ATTACK) Basement Floor « Thread Started on Jun 19, 2007, 11:37pm »
There is a deep rumbling, shaking the very walls, as if someone was setting off dynamite outside the front door. There is no way of telling what is going on outside from the basement floor, but one can guess that is nothing good. These suspicions are confirmed when the voice of Elisa Monelli, obviously amplified through magic, echo throughout the halls and rooms.
"Students and staff of Anima Eterna. The school is under attack. There is an army of Death Eaters approaching from the outside. Please, please report to a warp immediately and head for the higher floors." The walls begin to shake even more furiously.
"Older students, help the younger students get as high up as possible. Be prepared in the event the Death Eaters breech the school walls." A pause. "We'll have to fight. Try to barricade any access to the third floor. The warps will be deactivated in two minutes, so it is crucial that everyone be on the third floor or higher by that time. We have to stand strong. Now go."
Re: (ATTACK) Basement Floor « Reply #1 on Jun 20, 2007, 3:09am »
The rumbling continues outside as the sound of another announcement echoes through the air in the voice of Elisa Monelli.
"Professor Canizales has bought us some time, so I will be able to extend the time limit by a few minutes. Do not assume you have time to wander, however. Once the two minutes are up, the warps may close at any time. Be prepared."
Re: (ATTACK) Basement Floor « Reply #2 on Jun 20, 2007, 4:54pm »
Rosanna had been doing some final preparations in the club when the announcement--the broadcast from Headmistress Monelli--had come booming through the walls. But it was only so faint inside the Abandoned Potions Classroom, being buffeted and reduced to an echo by the enchantments of Silence that had been placed on the walls of her soon-to-open nightclub.
Nonetheless, her head shot up and she listened, very stiff and unmoving all of the sudden. She thought there had been an echo that chilled her to the bones, "Death Eaters."
"Did you hear that?" Rosanna said to the girl nearest to her. They had taken over the bar for finalizing the last details.
"Yes, sounded odd, didn't it? Like an echo," the British fourth year did not seem to have heard the word that had frozen Rosanna in place.
But the walls begun rumbling even in the underground level of the school, and Rosanna was suddenly quite sure it was what she had indeed heard. Her breath returned to her slowly, muscles released from tension, moving slowly. But her mind was racing. It was akin to battling a raging to storm, or attempting to control a chariot of wild and restless, galloping horses. Fire was suddenly shooting through her veins and something she recognized, too... Something she had been only too keenly aware of these last weeks. Beauxbatons.
Another girl, curious, opened the door just in time for the second announcement to come blasting in. It was as if some spring had uncoiled violently within the room, and suddenly the Leales (though there were a couple of Spirito third years as well) burst into panic.
Rosanna came to her senses and with a murmured enchantment sealed the door shut again. "Listen to me!" She did not remember her voice so loud all of the sudden, but she did not remember, either, voicelessly casting the Sonorus Charm. "We have to get out of here, quickly! Up to the Fifth Floor. You heard the Headmistress--"
"But we're Spiritos, shouldn't we go to the Fourth Floor?"
"Jaina, there's no time to argue! You'll be safer the higher up anyway!" Inwardly, in that part of the mind that becomes detached in the heat of battle, Rosanna wondered where she found the inner strength to keep herself from bolting out of the room. "Now, we gotta go, stay close in one group, and stay alert! Let's go!"
She flung open the doors--later on, she would never be able to recall if she'd done it with a spell or manually, it was just a blur--and came out first, wand at the ready to blast away whoever came that way. She spied the warp not too far from the Abandoned Potions Classroom, which was a relief to her. No one would be on the underground, and their group was small enough to go in two trips. Many of the Leales, some of which were perhaps even fifth and sixth years, were crying non-stop and Rosanna wondered where her own tears and instinctive fear was. Smothered by this... this battle rage?
"Come on! Hurry up!" She roared at them, but there was little that they could do, the first batch of Leales had gone straight up to their Common Room Floor, and now she was getting ready to go with the second.
Then something happened that could have made her falter in her state. A particularly powerful rumble and a little third year screamed and quite out of the blue, clutched at her. As if seeking protection. Quite lucid, but the thoughts seeming to poor lethargically, Rosanna wondered if she was really that reassuring. But the warp was ready for them and they vanished quicker than she could finish her thought.
((Continued on the Fifth Level with Rosanna... BTW! If anyone has a young Leale that might have been among this group, you're totally welcome to join me up there and enrich the experience. Girls only, unfortunately, and 3rd and 4th years, mostly.))
Re: (ATTACK) Basement Floor « Reply #3 on Jun 21, 2007, 8:30pm »
The building gives one, final, violent shudder- causing a distinctive rattling and shaking of the walls. A eerie sort of shrieking noise accompanies the destruction of the wards protecting the school walls from being breached.
Moments later, one more transmission rings through the air, in the voice of Elisa Monelli.
"The Death Eaters have breached the walls."
With that, there is a disturbing moment of quiet, as the Death Eaters flood in below.
The floor above had gone up in flames. Battle rages outside the school and within. A lone figure contentedly strolled through the Chamber of Secrets, feeling truly in her element for the first time in years.
"Go," Erishae whispered to the small orb of light she held in the palm of her outstretch hand. It obediently lifted into the air, gracefully floating through the air before her, lighting the way through the dishevelled halls. The young woman grinned, malicious intent laced into the curves of her lips. She was so close now, she could feel it.
Her plan had gone smashingly. The Heirs had bent to her will just as she had expected they would, and had won her entrance to the fortress. She now lurked on the floors below, in search of her target. The secrets that the Eterna had left behind.
Oh, if the Death Eaters succeeded then things would finally be in motion. The ruins would be hers to explore. The Death Eaters were counting on her assistance in carrying out the commands of the prophecy, but once the power was finally hers she would easily be able to discard them. They were only her pawns, after all.
Her true intentions dealt with a force much more ancient and vital than they could ever aspire to. She had millennia old grudges to settle.
Her journey into the depths of the chambers had led her much further into the reaches of the underground than she suspected any of the student's modern inhabitants had ever reached. These lower, unnamed floors were like a labyrinth of doors and magical energies, still latent from when they had been set all those years ago.
Somehow she felt she was just touching the tip of the iceberg.
After man false leads and careful application of her native magic, she came into a new area. Fresh, one could say. She could feel the energy of it surrounding her, revitalizing her interest in the search. Her lips curved into a curious smirk again as she carefully observed her surroundings, effortlessly enhancing the glow of her self-guiding light. It spread out over the smooth walls, illuminating the ancient runes that lined the stone far up into the air.
The room was cylindrical, the writings reaching far up above her. There were no other exists or entrances aside from the one she had entered. Three large and intricate illustrations mingles with the runes, spaced equally along the circle.
She had found it at last.
"Hah," she laughed, a sudden bubble of delight. "Hah! Hah hah!" It intensified as she looked around, becoming more sure of her discover. At last she was sure. This was it. Her laughter then began to fly full tilt, echoing through the chamber as she ran to a wall, fingers running over the words cut into the stone. With a sigh of satisfaction, she flipped over onto her back, still luxuriously running her hands along its surface.
"See?" she shouted into the emptiness of the high ceiling, voice filled with triumph and rebellion. "You can't stop me! I've found it before the others! It's mine!" She laughed again. "Finally, after all this time it will be mine alone!"
Her grin hardened with new resolution, moving into the centre of the room once more. She held out her hands, savouring the moment, before beginning to recite a long strain of foreign words in a fast paced chant, building a string of glowing magical energies around her, forming a large ring. It swept up the walls, filling the room with a flash before pulling back together, reforming into a single orb of light.
Smiling with utter satisfaction, Erishae admired her prize for a moment before carefully pressing it into her chest. It vanished through her skin, disappearing the opaqueness of her body.
"I'll be back!" she called out to the walls again as she headed towards the door, "and you can't stop me, oh ancient of Eterna!" She let out another laugh, before venturing back into the vast tunnels which had brought her there. She would come back soon enough, when the fortress was officially claimed.
Until then, she would keep an eye on things. She already had a memento to remember the trip by.