| 015. 10 December 1979 |
[Dec 10th, 11:59am] |
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[ WARDED TO DEATH EATERS ] I took another trip to the museum today, and as a result, I have managed to positively identified the Order member who called himself "Uric the Oddball."
It is Edgar Bones. Edgar Bones is a blood traitor and a vigilante. He has no sensation in one of his legs - I am quite certain of it. I believe his wife may have helped him cover up the injury. And I'm equally certain he does not realise that I know.
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| 014. 18 November 1979 |
[Nov 18th, 8:46pm] |
[ WARDED TO TEAM DOLPHYN ]All right, team. As previously stated by the Dark Lord himself, one result of our recent department restructuring is that I am to be your new training leader. While I have worked with some of you before, I have very little personal experience with others. So if you would be so kind as to fill me in, I need to know what you were working on with your previous training leader before your reassignment. In addition, i would like to have some idea of your areas of greatest strength, and areas in which you need the most improvement. This would also be an excellent time to bring up anything specific that you would like to have introduced into your training regimen. Though I can't say it's very likely that I will actually listen to any of them, I assume you will be more cooperative if you think I want you all to be part of the process.
Also, now that you are part of my training team (except for Rodolohus, of course,) I have a few rules by which you will be expected to abide. Should you follow both the spirit and the letter of these rules, we will get along beautifully. If for whatever reason you are unable to comply, the outcome will be unfavourable, but leniency may be granted if you confess. In no particular order: 1. Do not act without first receiving approval from your superiors.
2. Do not get yourselves arrested or killed.
3. Do not get me arrested or killed.
4. If you touch my sister, I will cut off your testicles and feed them to you. Now that we understand each other, I think that's all i needed to say. Let me know if there are any questions, and I look forward to working with you. [ WARDED TO ADELINE SELWYN ]Check in. I have been terribly preoccupied of late, and I haven't heard from you in some time. How has everything been going at the shoppe? Are you still receiving defence lessons from Alexander? Goodness, it's nearly December, isn't it? (I hear it's snowing mightily in Munich now, and I'm a bit sad to be missing it.) I could have sworn it was summer just the other day. But tick tock goes the clock, even when it oughtn't.
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| 013. 24 October 1979 |
[Oct 24th, 4:29pm] |
[ WARDED PRIVATE ]Having now taken stock of the injuries I sustained in the aftermath of the Battle Over Tinworth, there is something which I must get off of my mind. Sometimes, I wish I had just decided to start my own "I Hate Muggles" club instead of joining one that already existed. It could have been a nice, low-key organisation that valued casual drinking, Pureblood Poker Games, international travel, and the tenants of Blood Purity. So a bit like Mark's second bachelor party, but perhaps also requiring Adeline to join a religious order that values chastity.
Of course, it is not that I do not trust Him. I have great faith and trust in our Lord, even if I am not entirely convinced that he didn't plan on allowing me and the other infected to die when and I am confident that he would have healed those of us who were infected by the Inferia virus once he believed that we had learned from our mistakes. I also realise that he put certain individuals in charge of his followers for a reason. But whatever these men have done to earn his trust, they are squandering it now with these foolish ventures they insist on carrying out. Mulciber's indignation at the rest of his dearest Gregorius was not adequate justification to capture and interrogate an Auror without the go-ahead from Our Lord. It's as if they're conspiring with the DMLE and the rest of the universe to bring about the end of these great, ancient family lines.
I do not blame Him for the lives that have been lost in his name - those who have died thus far have, without exception, died due to their own foolishness and incompetency. Which is not to say that I do not regret their passing - I do. Evan and Jeremy were only children, quite green, and their loss is... regrettable. Surely those among us who remain are the best of the best - distilled from the mass of followers would join him and tested in battle. But even our leaders have made stupid mistakes, spurred by emotion and carelessness. Gregorius Rosier has paid the price for his errors, and I'm sure the others will be taken to task for their mistakes, as well. But I do wish He would intervene before we could lose any more of our number. I fear that if the younger ones are arrested - those with less faith and looser lips - may compromise the security of every remaining Death Eater in the event of their capture. Oh, what fools these mortals be.
Bugger, I still owe Lettie, don't I? [ WARDED TO MARK GAMP ]Mark, the shoulder in which I was bitten by that inferius still hasn't grown back completely. It actually has a rather sizeable bite-shaped chunk missing that dips into the supraspinatus of the left shoulder. It's scarred over now, but in addition to the bite's worth of missing skin, there's still some numbness and weakness in the left arm. Do you anticipate that this will improve on its own over time, or that the injury will have some permanence? Whenever I go abroad, it seems I manage to leave Britain just long enough to forget all of the work I have waiting for me at home. London, it seems, is a terribly seductive trickster in that respect. It induces just enough homesickness to make you forget why you were looking forward to having a break before you return, and then it slams you with reality. Here's to another great Hag Week.
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| 012. 10 September 1979 |
[Sep 10th, 10:25pm] |
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[ WARDED TO MARK GAMP & ADELINE SELWYN ] no longer inferius. all fixed. except now gravely injured from lightning curse. coming back to your place mark. cut off some bloke's leg. there was also a lion. some splinching. new fingers and teeth wanted. fix me.
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| 011. 07 September 1979 |
[Sep 7th, 1:14am] |
[ WARDED TO ADELINE SELWYN ]adeline, it is tristan. you and i should probably talk in the next day or so. if we do not, i am not sure if when we will get another chance. i don't think you should come here, though. you might get infected. also i am green and maggoty and it is not the sort of thing a young lady should have to see certainly not if the thing that is green and maggoty is her brother. there are things you will need to know in order to protect yourself and our family if i die. we will need to make arrangements. [ WARDED TO MARK GAMP ]since i am probably not going to be lucid for much longer, i want to talk to you soon before the rotting infects the parts of my brain that control thought, movement and speech and i can only communicate through a series of blinks. if i had known we would be eventually relegated to communicating only through a series of blinks i would have arranged a blinking code before hand, but i didn't have time. shouldov wouldov couldov. okay real quick one blink means yes and two blinks means no. but i think that's all we have time for. i may need your help.
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| 010. 05 September 1979 |
[Sep 5th, 12:26am] |
[ WARDED TO ROTTING DEATH EATERS ]i am not going to make some stupid bucket list, because they're useless and everyone else who made one are half-bloods and ministry loyalist pigs. but i don't want to die before i can tell antonin dolohov what a twat he is. or before i get just absolutely hammered and stop thinking about how i used to have real feet and now instead i have what looks like the worst gangrene anyone has ever seen.
do you think we're all going to die? or is the dark lord going to spare us and fix the orb business? it's his orb. seems like he can turn it off.
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| 009. 21 August 1979 |
[Aug 21st, 12:11am] |
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[ WARDED TO ADELINE SELWYN & MARK GAMP ] Adeline i need your help. Stay away from tinworth. Don't ask my why. i'm at Mark's. I need to see you right away. Or tomorrow. As soon as you can slip out without rousing suspicion. Mark is fixing me. don't tell Lottie where you're going or why.
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| 008. 08 August 1979 |
[Aug 8th, 3:54pm] |
[ WARDED TO ADELINE SELWYIN ]I don't know if anyone's told you yet, but your friend, Lottie Burke, is in hospital. You may want to close up early today to see her. But if you're busy, I'm sure the other girl can cover for you.
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