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Prompt Post #2
ROUND 2
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FILL: GRAVES LIVES button campaign 3/4
(Anonymous) 2017-01-09 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)“Floor 32, please,” Sam said. “That’s a swell hat you’ve got there, Red.”
“Thanks.” Red tapped the button he’d attached to the band, smiling a little. “Not part of the uniform, but who’s gonna complain? Going up!”
Sam’s own “Graves Lives” button was on his lapel. “If someone does, you send ‘em to me.”
Red rolled his eyes a little. As though he’d ever need help from some junior Obliviator bozo. But the kid meant well.
8.
NEW TREND SUPPORTS MISSING DIRECTOR
by M. Carneirus
“Graves Lives,” or so proclaim the campaign-style buttons worn by hundreds of wizards and witches here in New York City--and beyond. The trend started with one Melantha Park, an employee of MACUSA, who says of her creations, “I just didn’t want anyone to give up on finding [Director Percival Graves] alive. I think he’s out there, and he needs our help.”
The brightly colored buttons are ubiquitous now at MACUSA headquarters, and have begun to spread through the wizarding population of New York City at large, and even the world.
“I sent one to my cousin in Billings,” said Augustus Fitch, a broom salesman. “He was in Director Graves’s class at Ilvermorny and still talks about the pranks they used to pull on each other. I knew he’d want one.” And the buttons have gone overseas, as well. It has been rumored that British war hero Theseus Scamander wears a “Graves Lives” button on his lapel.
A top-level staffer confirmed that even President Picquery is sporting a button. “President Picquery encourages all efforts to find Director Graves,” this reporter was told. “And this awareness campaign might help bring in new leads.”
Where can you get your own “Graves Lives” button? Park is still making them and handing them out, free of charge. “I am running short of supplies, though,” Park said. “If anyone wants to pitch in.”
9.
Beryl got back to the typing pool a bit late after her lunch, and took a moment to check her makeup with the compact mirror she kept in her purse. She fixed her hair a little, smoothing an errant curl, then adjusted the “Graves Lives” button on her blouse, making sure it was straight. The real Mr. Graves would hardly approve of a crooked button, she was sure. He was always so elegant and tidy, with his tailored suits. The impostor had copied those, but it was a surprise that no one had noticed he wasn’t Mr. Graves, really, considering the little details. Beryl wrinkled her nose in memory.
Queenie, from Wand Permits, was walking by with a stack of paperwork and suddenly tripped, almost dropping it.
“What was that?” she said.
“What?” Beryl asked.
“What did you just say?”
Beryl frowned at Queenie. “I didn’t. I wasn’t talking.”
Queenie bit her lip. “Um, I think you were. Talking to yourself a little, maybe? It’s just that you said something about Graves…”
Beryl’s frown turned to puzzlement. Had she really been talking to herself? That wasn’t a usual habit of hers.
“I was just thinking that the real one always smelled so nice. You know? Some kind of cologne or something. And Grindelwald looked like him, and acted like him, and probably used his cologne, too, but sometimes he smelled like…” She wrinkled her nose again. “Like a sewer. Just a little. But I’ve always been sensitive about smells.”
Queenie set her stack of papers down on the corner of Beryl’s desk, too close to the edge, and didn’t even look as they tumbled off and fell to the floor. “You have to come with me,” she said intently. “Right now.”
“What? Why?” But Queenie seemed so intent on it that Beryl was already standing.
Queenie grabbed Beryl’s wrist, and started towing her to the elevator. “I think you just broke the case!”
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(Anonymous) 2017-01-10 04:38 am (UTC)(link)Tina had buttons in different colors for each day of the week. She was wearing a yellow one when they finally found him.
The typist’s sense of smell had provided the clue they’d been missing. They had searched every building that Graves had any connection with, and every building that Grindelwald’s supporters had even breathed near, it seemed, and they actually had checked underground near Graves’s residence, and a few other key areas around the city. But not in the sewers surrounding the Woolworth Building.
But once they had a reason to direct the hunt downward, Tina’s search team was able to detect a space that had been magically carved out just past the anti-Apparation wards. The next trick was figuring out how to get in.
“I wonder if no-maj explosives would do it?” Roberts wondered aloud, after they’d tried the fifteenth thing that didn’t work.
“Do you know how to use those?” Smythe asked, a little more sincerely than Tina was comfortable with.
Roberts shrugged. “How hard can it be? Don’t you just set them on fire?”
“I guess one of us better jog back to HQ and get some backup,” Smythe said. “Someone will be able to crack it, eventually.”
“Oh, fuck it,” Tina said, and Apparated blind.
It was the kind of thing she had been taught to never, ever do at school. And the message had been driven home when she was in training as an Auror, when a fellow trainee tried it and lost an arm inside a wall. It was a stupid, stupid thing to do. But Tina couldn’t even chastise herself properly once she saw Graves, chained to a wall and barely conscious. She couldn’t have let him stay in that, that pit for one second longer.
“Graves!” she said. She knelt by his side and put one hand on his neck, reassuring herself that he was actually still alive. He breathed, had a pulse, even flickered his eyelids, but he didn’t respond to her voice or her touch. “I’m here. You’re safe, now. Hang on.”
Grindelwald had used actual chains, spaced far enough apart that Graves could barely move his arms. It had probably prevented him from using wandless magic at first, Tina thought, as she examined them. Malnutrition and general ill treatment would have made that even more impossible, with time. The dried blood staining Graves’s sleeves and the raw, torn skin circling his wrists showed that he had struggled to free his hands repeatedly, even so.
There was probably a spell that would be perfect for gently removing the cuffs from Graves’s wrists, but Tina couldn’t think of it, and his pulse was so faint already… She blasted the ends that were sunk into the walls, instead, destroying them with brute force. Graves’s arms dropped, the chains hitting the ground with a jangling clatter.
“It’s okay, Percival,” Tina said, as she put her arms around him, half-lifting him - she shouldn’t have been able to do it, but he was so thin - and got them both out of there.
“Goldstein!” Smythe yelled, when she popped back into the sewer proper. “You damn fool!”
“Help me with him,” Tina said, ignoring him completely.
Rogers was a big man, and he took Graves from her, hefting him easily. “Morgana’s tits,” he muttered. “What did that bastard do to him?” In the light of Smythe’s Lumos, they could see bruising all over Graves’s face, and marks that looked like the result of some viciously nasty hexing.
“We’ve got him now,” Tina said, wiping away sudden, messy tears. “He’s going to be okay.”
+1.
He knew that he’d been rescued. He had a blurry impression of light, fresh air, gentle hands. Goldstein crying unattractively. Potions tipped down his throat, clean sheets and a soft bed, competent-sounding people discussing his condition in largely favorable terms. But Graves wasn’t really aware until he’d been in the hospital for about a week.
He opened his eyes and blinked at the ceiling. It was a clean white. Nothing stank. Graves smiled, and turned his head to take in more of the room.
There was a bouquet of pale roses on a bedside table, with a ribbon tied in a cheerful bow around the vase. Pinned to the center of the bow was a button with the words “Graves Lives” on it.
Percival Graves frowned, and spoke the first words he had said aloud in weeks.
“What the hell?”
~fin~
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