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#2011-02-20 02:45:16, as written by Disdain

The inconspicuous Ford vehicle pulled up quietly outside the large home on the edge of Kensington, the headlights off despite the darkness. Nathan had turned them off at the end of the street, relying on the street-lights to give them a better chance of arriving unnoticed. The Sanctuary agent cut the purring engine and swung his door open. "Keep a look out for any ... lookouts." he said to the girl sitting in the passenger seat. "We don't want to be caught off guard by an accomplice."

Nathan closed the car door and locked it, drawing his wand out and starting his way along the short distance of street to the house that they'd been called to. Sure enough, an upstairs light was clearly visible in one of the top windows, despite the thrum of magic that surrounded the building. "Looks like our unwelcome guest is still around."

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#2011-02-20 03:02:19, as written by Disdain

"I swear, Carissa, you're the only person in Sanctuary I know who doesn't hate Harry Potter references. Except maybe Jenny, and she doesn't really hate anything." Nathan suppressed a chuckle under his breath, walking up to the door.

"Not sure I need to be. Knowing these families, they're so confident in their magic that..." Click. Nathan twisted the door handle and it turned without resistance. The man eased the door open quietly, and slipped into the pitch-black hallway. A brief muttering, and the agent had cast a spell that enhanced his vision - everything looked somewhat blue, now, including Nathan's eyes, but was otherwise as clear as day.

Wand held ready in a manner that - despite the potential lethality - did closely resemble a man brandishing an ornate stick, Nathan proceeded inside. A quick sweep of the ground floor saw no hiding intruders, and so the agent returned to the stairs. "Here's hoping we don't interrupt a family member with a spare key and their partner in the act..." Nathan whispered, starting up cautiously.

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#2011-02-20 03:16:14, as written by Disdain

The house was an old one - period, in fact - and as a result, the stairs were of the sort that had an annoying habit of creeeaking at all the wrong moments. As much as Nathan placed his steps lightly, and carefully, there was an intermittent eee.. every few steps. This was a time when having Cassie's illusion to muffle their ascent would be useful. Sadly, Sanctuary couldn't spend an entire team for every little callout, and so creak they did.

There was muffled noise coming from the first floor, and towards the top of the stairs Nathan could tell that it was coming from the door leading to the room with the light on. Thankfully, the door was closed, and so the steps' chorus, as painfully loud as it seemed to Nathan, was probably inaudible to the intruder.

"Any sign of magic going on in there?" Nathan asked Carissa quietly.

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#2011-02-20 03:25:55, as written by Disdain

Nodding, despite knowing that Carissa wouldn't see it, Nathan eyed the door. Silently, he prepared a few stunning spells for immediate launch when the door was opened, but on top of that, he took out his pistol. Lifting the pistol up, holding it and the wand together in a similar fashion as one might a gun and a flashlight, he took a breath.

"Ready when you are." Nathan said, bracing himself to kick the door open.

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#2011-02-20 03:50:28, as written by Disdain

Nathan didn't have time to waste being disconcerted by Carissa's talents, as 'unique' as they were, and before the intruder within could have time to react significantly, he went in. His foot met the door underneath the handle forcefully, and it flew back, the bolt breaking off.

"Hands where I can see them!" Nathan shouted, levelling his pistol at ...

... nothing? A quick glance around the room didn't show any apparent damage or escape route, but what there was was a cassette tape in the middle of the room, playing the muffled noises that Nathan had heard from outside on loop. So their intruder was probably long gone - but why go to the trouble of convincing them that they were still here?

Click. Thunk.

Nathan blinked, glancing to his right to see a heavy padlock clunking to the floor in front of a large walk-in wardrobe. There was a fading glow around the door of the wardrobe that betrayed a vanishing magical reinforcement, too. It was a pre-placed trigger that Carissa had sensed when she took the magic on the door down; reacting to the vanishing of the outer door's magic.

"What the..?" Nathan began, but he didn't get a chance to finish his question.

The door of the wardrobe was practically catapulted off of its hinges, torn from the wall like a slip of paper and flying across the room. Nathan cursed as it narrowly missed him, slamming into the room's double bed in a splintering of wood and a shower of feathers. Standing where the door had once been was a large, grotesque figure - muscled to a ridiculous degree, covered in pale grey fur and with bestial features that might have once narrowly resembled a man, the creature that stood snarling and dripping slobber onto the floor was a Wendingo.

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#2011-02-20 03:50:37, as written by Disdain

A fearsome supernatural creature that was one of the many results of a particularly malicious demonic possession, they were all but extinct in anywhere but the most deserted wildernesses. So what was one doing in the wardrobe of an eminent London family's home?

Nathan wasn't sure that the creature was going to be inclined to answer. "Shit." he shouted, releasing the stunning curses from his wand all at once in a radiant white bolt that struck the creature forcefully in the chest. The wending staggered backwards with an enraged roar, catching itself on the door frame with a creaking, heaving of wood, before launching itself forwards.

”Call for backup!” Nathan cried out as he dived aside from its path, rolling on the floor and pointing his gun at it. Two quick shots followed, but the pinprick holes in the beast barely seemed to slow it down.

So much for a run of the mill call-out...

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#2011-02-20 04:13:58, as written by Disdain

Wendingos. It would have to be a wendingo, wouldn't it? There was training for vampires, for werewolves, for trolls and goblins and pixies and demons. But who the hell ever thought of wendingos? Most people didn't even know what the hell a wendingo was!

But there wasn't any time to lament the poor choice of ambush-monster, because the creature was already tearing past him and making a swipe at Carissa. "Oi!" Nathan lashed his wand around like a whip, a trace of white light flowing from its tip to wind around one of the creature's arms like a lasso, pulling tight and jerking it away from the fallen girl. "Pay attention to the one with more meat on their bones, why don't you?"

The wendingo seemed more than happy to comply. With a roar, it spun around, throwing Nathan off-balance as its arm swung, pulling his magical binding and by extension him with it. Nathan released the line as it ducked into a charge, jaw-full of vicious teeth bared in a snarl.

Nathan deftly darted aside, and with focused precision, swung his leg around close to the ground to strike the creature low on its body, hoping to at the least, trip it.

"OW."

While Nathan's attack was moderately successful, causing the wendingo to tumble forwards, carried by its momentum to slam solidly into the far wall, Nathan's leg protested just about as loudly as the resulting cry of bestial fury. That was going to bruise, for sure...

But now the creature was down, Nathan might be able to get a decisive shot into it--

Nathan's line of thought was cut off even as he turned to point the gun at the back of the fallen creature's skull, as without warning one of its hind legs came up in an arc to strike his arm, claws tearing flesh and sending the pistol flying across the room. The agent's shout of pain was heartfelt, and he fell back, wincing as blood dripped from the wound.

This wasn't going to be that easy, it seemed.

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#2011-02-20 20:27:32, as written by Disdain

Crunch.

The splintering wood and plaster as the wendingo hit the roof rained down on the room, and Nathan half-heartedly hoped that Sanctuary wouldn't end up being sued for damages. But then, he was also hoping that he wouldn't be eaten by a wendingo, and so the worry about being sued wasn't quite at the top of his list of 'hope' priorities.

Now. About that. Ignoring the blood running down his arm, Nathan swept his wand upwards and around in an arc, a trail of fire being left behind where it passed and hanging in the air. Jumping back away from the hanging symbol, Nathan took a moment to gather a flash of magic in the wand before he thrust it forwards through the fire, sending a lancing bolt of flame shooting through the air at the recovering wendingo.

The creature roared in pain as the fire took to its fur like dry straw, and it went up like a torch, flailing and crashing about the room in an uncontrolled berserking rage. "Christ! It's just one thing after another!" Nathan swore, fleeing to the side to avoid the creature slamming into the wall beside him.

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#2011-02-20 20:46:02, as written by Disdain

"Get out!" Nathan turned momentarily away from the attacking creature to face Carissa, "Go on! I'll keep it busy! Get out of here while the stairs are still intact!"

The agent turned back to the wendingo then, which was slowly running out of rage-fuelled strength. The searing heat of the fire was taking its toll, and as Nathan hit it with a final curse, the creature hit the floor, and lay there.

But now they had a roaring, all-consuming magical fire on their hands. Nathan really should have thought that one through.

At that moment, though, another car was arriving outside. Backup, possibly a little tardy for the agents' liking...

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#2011-02-20 22:28:17, as written by Disdain

"I have an idea. And it's not going to be pleasant for anyone involved, in the slightest. It involves pieces of wendingo, and ... you get the idea." Nathan grimaced, "I'm not sure we have much in the way of options."

As Yasmine touched down on the street, the wendingo hovering next to her, Nathan lifted his wand. "It's either this or we hide it in someone's cellar and hope they don't notice ... which seems unlikely, all things considered. Any objections?"

Yasmine grimaced, but shook her head. "I'll catch any ... residue that might be left on the pavement otherwise." she said. Matt just flatly stared at Nathan like he was insane, before throwing his hands up.

"Alright, alright. I can't think of anything better, so let's get this over with." the slightly younger man drew out his own wand.

Nathan took a breath, and muttering a few words under his breath, he tapped the end of its wand. From its tip, a narrow ray of light shot forwards, reminiscent of a gas axe, and the agent bent down. On the other side of the creature, Matt did the same. Soon, the scent that accompanied the burning of wendingo flesh became ever stronger as the two magical jets sliced through the hovering beast, largely cauterising the wounds as they went, meaning blood splatter was minimal.

Yasmine sighed, and looked up at Carissa. "Where did the creature come from?"

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#2011-02-20 22:41:42, as written by Disdain

"That's the part that's the most fun ..." Nathan grimaced, "We're taking them home. Someone open the boot, please?"

"Seriously?" Matt ran a hand through his hair, "I feel like I'm taking part in some sort of grotesque mob killing." he muttered, "Fine, but we're using your car, dude."

Nathan shrugged, "If the MCSE department can find anything out about where this came from, it'll help. For that, it needs to get back to headquarters. I'm sure they'll appreciate the present..."

Matt shook his head, and muttered something explicit under his breath as he went to click the boot of the ford open. Yasmine hurried over, floating wendingo-pieces following her like a gruesome parade, and with some awkward manoeuvring aided by Nathan's childhood tetris skills, slotted the pieces of the creature inside.

"Now let's get the hell out of here, and hope that everyone was too busy staring at the burning building to pay attention to the people on the other side of the street with the giant furry corpse." They'd been careful to stand somewhere unilluminated by a street-lamp, and so the odds were in their favour .. but still. It did look a little suspicious.

While Yasmine and Matt retreated to their own car and took off, Nathan swung the door of his and Carissa's vehicle and climbed into the driver's seat to wait for her to join him.

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#2011-02-20 22:49:06, as written by Disdain

"I'm pretty sure that you're right. Someone set us up there, and whoever they are, they obviously have connections. You don't get wendingos in the UK - they'll have had to import it ... god, it sounds like I'm talking about some rare tropical fruit." Nathan grimaced as they pulled away and drove off towards headquarters.

"Someone went to great efforts to lay a trap that someone from Sanctuary would walk into. And that's worrying..."

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#2011-02-20 22:55:54, as written by Disdain

"I just hope that wendingos don't get rabies, or anything..." Nathan grimaced at the gash on his arm, "I need to get that looked at. Oh, speaking of doing your hair -- this is an odd time to remember it, but Cassie's trying to drag us all out for a meal tomorrow evening. Not sure how fit we'll all be, or who'll actually be free, given our 'on call' status, but. I didn't know whether she'd mentioned it to you?"

Five minutes ago, cutting a wendingo into chunks. And now discussing hitting the local pub for an office get-together. Just another day.

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#2011-02-20 23:05:35, as written by Disdain

"I can imagine the conversation now ..." 'Ah, well, the thing is officer ... I'm actually in set design for a new fantasy programme. I'm very convincing with ... flesh, and blood.'

Perhaps not. "The police are going to have a field day with that torn up room. I should take bets on what theory we think they're going to come up with to explain the damage."

The drive back to HQ wasn't far, and before long Nathan was pulling the car into the Sanctuary's parking lot, and so ended one of the more ... eventful evenings of the working week. This would be an interesting one to debrief on...

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#2011-02-27 21:48:17, as written by Disdain

"There's a lot of post-visit stuff, analysis of forensic evidence, proposals of scenarios as to what the crime scene indicates. So if there's a blood splatter in a particular place, we suggest how it got there, what sort of weapon and injury would have caused that sort of spray, etcetera. But if you mean when I'm not working, then generally I either play - my guitar - or I read." Nathan took a gulp of his drink, his mind slightly occupied with worrying what the police had found.

Sanctuary had failed to find one of his bullet casings. It would be very bad if the police had found that ...

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#2011-02-27 22:08:10, as written by Disdain

"I do get dragged out every now and again, and I'm not quite as boring as I might sound. I'm perfectly willing to do things, in moderation..." Nathan laughed, "I'm just too sensible for my age."

Alice coughed. "Questionable. You are merely not-sensible in different regards."

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#2011-02-27 22:44:39, as written by Disdain

Alice shrugged her shoulders, "Well, Nathan is certainly less than sensible with regard to high expectations of everything - frequently resulting in a poor temperament or in disappointment. Some would call it optimism, but at the same time it is my belief that despite holding such expectations, you also doubt that they will be filled. Pessimistic hope seems like an oxymoron, but..."

Nathan cut Alice off there, rolling his eyes, "We don't need a psychological analysis, Alice." he said, half-heartedly chuckling.

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#2011-02-27 22:58:23, as written by Disdain

"Gossip?" Alice frowned, "Oh, well, I'm not sure I have much knowledge of what counts as gossip. As far as I know a lot of gossip is focused around who is bedding or involved with whom, and Nathan has no record of either in the year I have known him."

"I think this is getting a little intimate for comfort." Nathan winced.

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#2011-02-27 23:06:51, as written by Disdain

Alice seemed perplexed. "Funny? That was not my intention - oh! I was not making a joke, I am entirely serious." she ventured, "I believe that the deciding factor isn't work, either, but rather the high-expectations I was referring to previously. I would suggest perhaps past experience with a lack of reciprocated commitment have -"

Nathan coughed. "No, really, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. Talk to me, not about me, Alice."

"Oh! I'm sorry, Nathan. Why would you say that you have not had any success, or even really made any effort, in the dep-"

"Nooot at all what I meant."

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#2011-02-27 23:15:39, as written by Disdain

Nathan gave Darren a glare that could have frozen a functioning fireplace. "Perhaps something of a lack of enthusiasm for the options presented to me thus far in life." he said, rolling his eyes, "Probably more to do with the fact that I don't bother looking. I have no urge to 'put myself out there'. I prefer to focus on my work, and on my friends. But seriously, this is a ridiculous conversation."

Alice pondered, "I wouldn't say ridiculous, but as far as idle chatter over a drink, it is certainly abnormally personal." she contributed.

Nathan Andrews

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Disdain

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