Makurayami

Postage. Peace bitches!

[b]"Mai, LeCrosse, you will come with me to the dungeons. The remaining will search for the Room of Requirement. If you find any sign of Longbottom, or trouble, send word,"[/b] Akil issued the order and waited for a second to see if there were any protests. Seeing that there were none, he nodded, then turn around and began exiting the common room with Mai and Alexis following him. As they got to the stairs, Akil began heading down, taking whatever staircase that hadn't crumbled already. [b]"I thought Finlay was the only one who knew the layout of this castle,"[/b] Mai said as Akil lead the group downwards through the twisting staircases. [b]"He is, which is why he's looking for the Room of Requirement,"[/b] Akil replied with a slight smile. [b]"Dungeons are easy - keep going down and then you find them."[/b] After traveling along the staircases for a few more minutes, they came to an archway that led even more downward. There was a noticeable draft coming through the archway, the cool air raising goosebumps on the back of Akil's neck. [b]"See, just go down,"[/b] Akil murmured. There was an eerie aura emanating from the dungeons, one that made Akil nervous to even enter them. [b]"I think we might find our clues here,"[/b] Mai said, a shiver running up her spine. Obviously the odd aura could be felt by the whole group. [b]"Well, let's get this over with,"[/b] LeCrosse said, drawing his wand. The other two drew their wand and altogether they walked into the passage. They passed a old classroom or two, then a few other corridors, but decided to stay on the main path. They continued walking, and after another ten minutes the passage opened into a large chamber. In the middle of the chamber was a large pit, one that looked endless, with the remains of bridges on either side of the pit ((OOC: [url="http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Dungeon_Pit"]This room[/url], slightly modified)). It appeared that at one time the pit had been passable, but the bridges that once allowed that were gone. Akil walked to the edge of the pit and looked down. [b]"Why put this in a school,"[/b] Mai asked as she walked to the edge of the pit with Akil. LeCrosse walked over the the remains of the bridge and casually looked over the remains. [b]"I'm not too sure, to be honest,"[/b] Akil said. [b]"Hogwarts is a mystery to me, even more now that it lays in-"[/b] Akil stopped suddenly and arched his head, pointing his ear towards the pit. [b]"Do you hear that...? It sounds like a person..."[/b] Akil said in bewilderment. [b]"Stand back and be ready for what comes out."[/b] Akil waved his wand and said [b]"Accio."[/b] Nothing happened for a moment. Then an object flew out of the abyss and landed in Akil's hands. Akil stumbled back a step as he caught it and looked at what he held. It was a picture frame. There was a name engraved into the plate mounted on the bottom of the frame, but time had destroyed many of the letters, reducing it to only "~~bu~ ~um~le~o~~". Akil looked at it for a moment, then inhaled sharply. [b]"This is...wow, this could actually be the lead we are looking for, this is...wow,"[/b] Akil said, for once in his life at a lost for words. He continued looking at the empty portrait in the frame until he heard something else coming out the pit, carried by his spell. A black robe flew up and landed on the edge of the pit. Mai knelt next to it and prodded it. She turned back to face the other two. [b]"This robe is newer, there's no signs of wear on it like everything else in the castle."[/b] [b]"Meaning someone was here recently..."[/b] Akil said, the nervous feeling from before returning and extinguishing his excitement. [b]"Hey, [i]patron[/i], the spells that broke these bridges...they're fresh,"[/b] LeCrosse called tentatively. [b]"I think this would be a good time to go find the others. You tell us about that picture when we find-"[/b] LeCrosse abruptly stopped as something else came out of the pit, carried by Akil's Accio spell. It landed with a clatter next to Mai and the black robe. A silver mask, shaped like a skull, with intricate designs worked into it around the eyes. ((OOC: [url="http://i968.photobucket.com/albums/ae163/Pete-SSS/Harry%20Potter%20Spellbooks/DeathEaterMask27.jpg"]Mask[/url])) [b]"اÙ?Ù?رف."[/b] Akil swore. [b]"We need to find the others and leave. Now."[/b]

Stop whining. If you don't want to wait for people, go write a fanfic. Don't have to wait for anyone that way. That being said, postage coming from me tomorrow or the weekend (really this time.)

I'm trying to get a hold of P.J. and get this back on track, but I know life's been pretty crazy for all of us right now. I'm sure this isn't dead though (at least I hope not).

I'll be putting up a post soon, sorry about the delay but with the new semester approaching everything's been a little haywire. EDIT: Also, added a custom spell list to my first post in this thread. Figured the list would be better closer to the top of the thread then just shoved away near the bottom.

[b]"سخÙ?ف Ù?Ø®Ù?Ù?Ù?ات Ù?رÙ?Ù?Ø©,"[/b] Akil swore in his native tongue, blasting the Acromantula with spurts of red sparks. Slowly they were starting to overwhelm the bridge; the company would be overrun in mere minutes. [b]"Stop the damn stuns and fire spells,"[/b] Akil shouted to the group as the adrenaline hit his nervous system and his brain ramped into over drive. [b]"Use 'Arania Exumai', dammit."[/b] [b]"Arania Exumai?"[/b] Ewan questioned in between casts. [b]"Bit of specialized magic. Just do it!"[/b] Akil yelled back. Ewan nodded and waved his wand, shouting the spells name. A white light burst from his wand and hit the spider in the torso, lifting it off the ground and sending it flying into the chasm the bridge spanned. The rest of the group began to catch on and started hurtling the spell at the spiders as well. Spiders began flying through the air at regular intervals, but still more swarmed at the group. They were beginning to crawl on sides of the bridge and the Aurors were in danger of being flanked soon. [b]"Take the flanks, I'll handle the main group,"[/b] Akil shouted. [b]"There's too many of them in the center for you to fight off!"[/b] Mai shouted. The other Aurors shifted slightly, torn between the command and common sense. [b]"Dammit, just do it!"[/b] Akil yelled. [b]"I've a plan that should do the trick, insha'Allah."[/b]. Akil waited another second to make sure the team shifted out of the center and started blasting the flanks before squaring himself towards the main hoard. He held up his wand and pointed it. [b]"VANA SOMNIUM!"[/b] A second passed and the spiders in the center stopped moving. Another tense second passed as the spiders remained motionless on the bridge. The other Aurors cast furtive glances over their shoulders in between castings. [b]"Wait for it,"[/b] Akil muttered, strain creeping into his voice as his face began paling. There was another second and suddenly the Acromantula in the center of the bridge turned and ran as fast as their furry legs would carry them. The group managed to blast the remaining few on the flanks, but without the main hoard to feed the sides the numbers dwindled quickly. Akil dropped to one knee and held a hand up to his nose where a small drop of blood was falling. [b]"What the hell type of spell was that?"[/b] Ewan gasped asked in between breathes. Akil looked up at him and grinned. [b]"Vana Somnium? It's a jinx. Causes hallucinations within the target's mind. It's rather weak when spread over so many targets, though. The only reasons it worked was because they were animal minds, less complex then a human, and I played on their natural fear."[/b] [b]"And what do giant spiders fear, if I may ask [i]mon ami[/i]?"[/b]" LeCrosse asked as he stowed his wand. [b]"On thing - Basilisks. Their eyes make them vulnerable to the stare. They all thought they saw one and-ugh,"[/b] Akil groaned as his head started to spin. He dropped to both his knees and the blood coming out of his nose intensified slightly. [b]"Perhaps now would be a good time for one of you to haul me into one of the remaining chambers so I can have a second to recover. Apparently the spell took more then I thought it would."[/b] [b]"We don't have time to waste,"[/b] James grunted. [b]"And we wouldn't have had to deal with so many spiders if you wouldn't of lit them on fire,"[/b] Akil retorted. He kept his tone light, the the comment was obviously meant as a chastise. [b]"But alas, past is past. Let's just get inside and plan our next move."[/b]

Back from my trip, though I see not too much action while I was gone.

Akil sighed slightly as the rest of his team left the briefing room. How did he get picked to lead this team of trigger-happy wand wielders? He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, thinking about the conversation he had with Percy the night before... [b]"Where is the rest of the team Mr. Percy?"[/b] Akil said as he walked into an empty briefing room. Empty besides one other person - Percy Weasley. [b]"You're here a day early Mr. Bakr. I need to talk to you alone,"[/b] Percy replied, his eyes wandering around the room. He flicked his wand and a heavy file flew across the table to land in front of an empty seat on Akil's end. [b]"Please, take a seat and look through that dossier."[/b] Akil sat and began flipping through the file, his eyes widening slightly at some points, but otherwise his calm demeanor firmly in place. [b]"So, what do you think?"[/b] Percy asked after a minute or two. His haunted gaze was now fixed upon Akil, the intensity of the years boring through. Akil looked up and held his gaze; his years of negotiating had taught him how to meet any gaze and appear its equal. [b]"It's an impressive record of talented, if not slightly unstable, aurors. The instability is understood considering how much each individual has seen during the war,"[/b] Akil replied evenly. [b]"My question is this - why are you showing this to me now?"[/b] [b]"He, I heard you were quick,"[/b] Percy cracked a ghost of a smile which quickly faded. [b]"I'm putting together a mission, the most dangerous and probably the most important in this whole war. I'll reveal more at the briefing tomorrow. My question tonight is this - will you lead this team?"[/b] Akil blanked for the briefest of moments, then regained his composure. [b]"Am I really the person to do this Mr. Weasley?"[/b] [b]"Percy."[/b] [b]"Force of habit, sir. But truly there is someone more experienced, older, that can lead this team."[/b] [b]"The war has robbed us of that luxury, Akil,"[/b] Percy sighed. [b]"And I've read your file, what you did before and during the war. You've a silver tongue on you sir, one that could reel in and keep this 'trigger-happy wand wielders' pointing their wands in the right direction."[/b] Akil sat silent for a moment, then nodded slightly. [b]"Good,"[/b] Percy said getting up from the table, buisiness-like as usual. [b]"I expect to see you at the briefing tomorrow."[/b] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Akil shook his head and walked out of the briefing room, commit ed to his new task. He had talked down magical versions of jihadist, negotiated for hostage releases, and even acted as a middle-man for a treaty negotiating once. Living in the middle-east had taught him that there were two ways to solve his problems - with a steady wand hand or a quick tongue and Akil prided himself on both, though he preferred to use to second when he could. Looking up from his thoughts, Akil noticed where he was in the massive labyrinth of a house and also noticed that Scotsman, Ewan Finlay, was coming from the other direction down the corridor, swearing slightly under his breath, most likely due to the confusing nature of the house's halls. Akil smiled his patented grin at the Ewan. [b]"Mr. Finlay, I see you share my confusion of magical dwellings. You would think by this point in the magical history we wizards would of thought of a better way to navigate our own homes."[/b] Akil waved at the door to his immediate left. [b]"The house's tavern is right here. I hope I'm not playing into the stereotype, but care to join me for a drink? I've just discovered alcohol and am finding that it calms the nerves quite well in these type of situations."[/b] OOC: Saudi-Arabia has strict prohibition in place

[url="http://translate.google.com/"]Google Translate[/url] Recommended everyone keeps this handy throughout the RPG. Being and international task force there are bound to be instances of languages other then English. Also, if anyone needs to make a spell, there's a Latin option that would probably be useful. [b][u]CUSTOM SPELL LIST[/u][/b] [u]Vana Somnium[/u] ~ idle dream Causes hallucinations in the target. The hallucinations are less believable if there is more then one target and as the numbers of targets increase, so does the spells power over each individual target.

Reserving a spot here for my character bio, I'll probably have it up tomorrow. Nice to see you gave me credit for the intro [i][b]EDIT:[/b] Haha, I was kidding bro, but thanks anyways.[/i] I'll start dumping info into the backstage too so that we are all on the same page. [b]EDIT2:[/b] [b]Name:[/b] عÙ?Ù?Ù? Ù?Ø­Ù?د بÙ?ر (Akil Mohamed Bakr) [b]Age:[/b] 30 [b]Nationality:[/b] Saudi-Arabian [b]Physical Description: [/b] [img]http://www.britishcouncil.org/fr/arabic-common-330x220-man-with-beard.jpg[/img] Akil keeps his hair and beard short. His complexion is moderately dark and his hair borderlines on black and brown. His eyes are a deep chocolate brown. He stands about 5'10" and is moderately built, enough so he has a fair bit of muscle, but not to the point of being called bulky. Akil likes to dress nicer, but when in the field he understands the need to discreetness. Typical wear for him in the field usually includes jeans and a collared polo. However, his blazer jacket is always over the polo. He also wears a pair of non-discreet, plain black dress shoes. [b]Personality:[/b] Akil places high value on all that is in his life, especially his friends. He is well educated and speaks well, his voice carrying a rich melody to it tinted with his slight accent. Many find themselves gravitating to Akil when he speaks. Akil will always try reason first when faced with most problems excepted when being when faced with physical threat. When this occurs, Akil will reaction instinctively and with full force. [b]Wand Description:[/b] Common Spike-thorn shaft, Roc feather core, 11 1/2 inches, sturdy. [b]Skills:[/b] Akil is a strong communicator, so much so that he was at one time employed as a hostage negotiator. Akil tends to carry a small supply of magical items (such as Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder and a Sneakoscope) in a pocket of his blazer that has been treated with a slight Undetectable Extension Charm. [b]Writing Sample:[/b] Eleven-year-old Akil squirmed slightly in his blazer jacket as his father prepared the Floo Powder. Even after six years, the high quality clothing that his parents clothes clothes him in caused him some discomfort. Ghanim Haydar Mohamed Bakr turned to his son and the family's fireplace with a bowl of the silver powder and smiled as he caught him squirming. "Akil, one day you will appreciate the clothing me and your mother put you in," he boomed in his typical commanding presence. Ghanim wasn't trying to be stern, but as a successful businessman he was unable to adjust his voice to any other level. "Well I wish that day would come soon, insha'Allah," Akil replied, a coy smile crossing his lips. Ghanim's eyes twinkled and he ruffled Akil's hair. Six years ago Ghanim would of thought that moments like this would be impossible - his wife had received the unfortunate news that she was barren. As they had traveled home, taking the time to travel through the Muggle part of the city as opposed to the instantaneous apparition, they had come upon a small boy huddle in a box. His eyes were sunk and his body carried the marks of malnutrition and slight starvation. Overcome with pity, the family immediately took the boy home. They came to find that he called himself Akil. Years passed and Akil became a part of Ghanim's and his wife's life as if he really were his biological son. "Well," Ghanim asked, "are you ready? Big day, the day you get your wand!" Akil's eyes lit up and he nodded rapidly. Ghanim smiled and tossed a handful of Floo Powder into the fireplace. --YEARS LATER ~sometime in the year 2000 Akil squinted through the light as the desert sun beat down on him. He adjusted his sunglasses and turned to face Sam, his American partner on this mission. A group of American Muggles had been taken captive by an extremist group in this particularly barren region of Afghanistan. Typically, this would be a situation for the Muggle authorities, but there was a problem preventing that - the extremist group in question was a group of wizards. The American wizards back in the states were running interference to give Akil enough time to find the hostages without the threat of exposing the wizarding world. Akil had been volunteered by the Saudi-Arabian wizarding government to help due to his reputation as a skilled auror and hostage negotiator. "****, we there yet?" Sam swore as he walked a few step. The duo had been apparating through the desert, searching the area then apparating again and repeating the process. Usually extremist hid in the mountains of the country, but the wizarding kind had access to magic that enabled them to fair better in the scorching desert then their Muggle brethren. "Should be soon," Akil replied. "I think this is the last region we have yet to fully-" Akil stopped suddenly as his took a step forward the the world in front of him shifted. Suddenly his view changed from the desert to a small gathering of four crudely constructed huts. Akil had just enough time to register the badly done concealment charm before the end of a wand was in his face. ".Ø´Ù?ا Ú?Ù? کساÙ?Û? Ù?ستÙ?دØ? Ù?اÙ? Ø´Ù?ا Ú?Ù? استØ? دÙ?Ù?ت Ù?دف Ø®Ù?د را Ù? Û?ا Ù?رد کافر" "What the heck does all that Arabic mean?" Sam whispered as a wand was pointed in his direction by another extremest coming out of the hut. "It's Farsi," Akil corrected him with a chuckle, "though I do speak Arabic to. He basically wants to know why we're here." Akil faced the extremist and held his hands up to show he was unarmed. "Ù?ا [i]aurors[/i]. Ø´Ù?ا باÛ?د درست دÙ? دÙ?Û?Ù?Ù? Ù?بÙ? از استفادÙ? از زÙ?ر براÛ? تسÙ?Û?Ù? Ù?Ø´Ù?Ú¯." "Did you tell him two minutes?" Sam whispered, grinning a little. "Yes, just as we planned. Get ready for it," Akil murmured. Talking the the extremist again, Akil began talking, his rich voice carrying over the terrorist. "در حاÙ? حاضر Ú¯Ù?Ø´ دادÙ? Ø? Ø´Ù?ا Ù?Ù?Û? Ø®Ù?اÙ?Û?د بÙ? اÙ?جاÙ? Ù?ر Ú?Û?زÛ? شدÛ?د. Ù?ا Ù?Û? تÙ?اÙ?Û?Ù? از اÛ?Ù? Ù?ساÙ?Ù?ت Ø¢Ù?Û?ز Ø­Ù? Ù? فصÙ?. درست کردÙ? Ù?ضع [i]wands[/i] Ø®Ù?د Ù? اجازÙ? دÙ?Û?د Ù?ا را ترک با Ù?Ø´Ù?Ú¯. سادگÛ? است." The extremist processed the sentence for a moment, then turned slightly to consult his cohorts. That slight movement was all the opening Akil needed. He turned on the spot and instantly apparated, reappearing only a few feet from his former position in the center of the huts. Sam performed the same maneuver, expect when he reappeared he began firing stun spells. Akil's eyes raked the small openings of the huts before seeing a slight flicker in the second one. He turned on the spot again and apparated into the interior of the hut. Appearing inside in a small opening he saw, Akil snapped his arm downward as he reappeared, moving his wand into his hand. "Protego! Protego!" Shields erupted around Akil and a small group of six Muggles that he had spotted through the opening previously. The lone sentry that he knew would be there had raised his wand and was casting a spell as the shields formed. "Incendio!" he yelled. If the sentry had been a second faster, he might of lit off the spell before Akil cast the shields. Now, the sentry had only enough time to register his fatal mistake. Flames leapt from the extremist's wand and engulfed the small room. Akil watched as his shields rebounded the fire and flew at the extremist, charing him to a pile of smolder bone. The Muggles watched in horror as the fire killed their captor, but did nothing to them. Akil sighed thinking of the memory charms he would have to produce later. They would have to be pretty powerful. "Clear!" came Sam's shout as Akil waved his wand and disengaged the Shield Charms. He dusted himself off slightly, then walked out of the hut, leading the terrified Muggles inside. Outside, the ground was littered with four bodies of the religious zealots that had comprised the group. Akil shook his head. "Well, that's that I suppose. Let's get ready to go. You can mark this place for the clean-up crew to come find." Akil reached into his enchanted blazer pocket and pulled out a long piece of rope that had eightl loops tied into it. He placed it on the ground and looked at the Muggles who were only now starting to make their way out of the hut. Sam pointed his wand at the ground, showering a small area with blue sparks that disappeared after twinkling for a few seconds. "I know this is very confusing, but please bear with us," Akil said, smiling as he spoke. "I need each of you to take a hold of this rope. A..um, helicopter is on its way and will pick you up by this rope." The Muggles looked skeptical, but one by one gripped a loop, probably figuring that anywhere was better then their current position. Akil smiled reassuringly and nodded to Sam, who also took hold of one of the loops. Akil grabbed the final loop and the rope began to glow faintly. One of the Muggles cried out in shock, but before any of them had time to react the Port Key activated and took all six of the Muggles and the two wizards away from the dead extremists' base.

Eh, it almost seems lame to me. Almost like it's not enough for a real prank.

[COLOR="Blue"]"Niveus, let's go!" Bobby shouted in the cockpit to the tiger and with a great leap it lunged forward. Quickly snapping his vision back to the tiger's eyes, Bobby fell into control and felt their legs (and they were truly one now) moving as they ran out. Stopping and skidding to a halt, Niveus spun around and watched the others coming out of teh hangar. "Let's go!" Bobby yelled over the team's comm channel.[/COLOR] ------------------------------------------------------------------------- [COLOR="Green"]Gar stretched Onyx's wings and lept into the air. With a beat of his wings, he went into the air and began rising, slowly at first but soon gained speed. He was in the air, the wide open sky, high above the others. "Fuck yeah! Fuck you stupid ass bastards, air's the only fucking way to go!" Gar yelled inside the cockpit. His yell came out in a screech from teh eagle's throat. Looking down, Gar saw the others with amazing accuracy, seeing through the eagle's eyes. "Onyx, what the fuck are we working with here?" [i]Excuse me?[/i] "Fucking weapons, man. I need some bigass motherfucking guns to blow shit up or something." [i]Humans...always the same. Here, wait and learn.[/i] Gar suddenly felt knowledge flow into his brain and felt a smile crawl across his face. "Oh, that's good."[/COLOR]

[COLOR="Green"]Gar cusred as he got out of the eagle, the synchronizing chord coming out of the back of his neck with a stinging pain. He climbed out and looked at the bird. "I'll be two fucking seconds. Don't move at all." Gar went to his locker and put the suit on. As he changed, he looked over and saw Sor talking to his hamster. 'Fucking freak' Gar though to himself with a shake of his head. making sure his suit, which actually felt pretty good, was all zipped up, he started walking back to the hanger. "So just why the fuck do we have to wear these suits anyways?" Gar thought out loud. "We never had to wear suits like these before..." Gar fell quit as he stopped in front of his Eagle. [i]What do you want, human?[/i] "Shut the fuck up, bird. I was just thinking, I should give you a fucking name." [i]Well, get on with it,[/i] the Eagle said tersely. [i]I've been called many things, and usually they suck.[/i] "What about Onyx? It's greek for 'talon'." The Eagle paused for a moment as if it was mulling it over. [i]It's bearable. Now get in and let's go cause some carnage[/i]. "Fucking amen, man" Gar smile as he climbed into the cockpit. He let out a soft murmer of "motherfucking shit" as teh synch chord latched on to his neck and he felt the odd feeling of his nerves being aligned to Onyx's. Then his vision flashed Onyx's eyes. "Let's go fuck some bitches up!" Gar shouted over the com chanel as he spread his wings and waited for the hanger door to open.[/COLOR] -------------------------------------------------------------- [COLOR="Blue"]Bobby kept walking in circles around the room and before he knew it, he was walking as naturally as if he had been born in the body of a tiger. He sat back and then layed down, the tiger's body oberying his every thought. "This is turning out easier than I thought," Bobby chuckled to himself. [i]It's ussually not this esay for humans to work with me.[/i] the tiger conceeded. [i]You are very taleneted human.[/i] "Call me Bobby. But what should I call you?" [i]Whatever you want. But please make it a good name.[/i] "What about Niveus?" [i]Sounds ok. What's it mean?[/i] "It's Latin for snowy or white." [i]It fits. So, when do we go?[/i] "When the others are ready." Bobby turned Niveus's vision to the others. "Guys, when are we going?" he shouted over the communications channel that was shared by their mechs. [/COLOR]