Sirius Black (
alt_sirius) wrote2010-05-23 05:50 pm
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Well, that was invigorating.
It's hard to remember the danger of self-implosion while running until it smacks one in the face. Ow. Literally.
I think someone in that cantina must have reported me. I'm actually impressed, I didn't think Voldemort's network was anything like effective in Spain.
I'd decided that I needed to work my way back to Bordeaux to make sure all is in readiness on my end for this June, but that since Nigel had such a large presence in France, I'd come up through Spain.
I didn't figure they'd track me so quickly. The only thing I can think of is that someone wanted that reward money. Guess it was my accent, or maybe the fact that I had that bottle of Firewhiskey on Tuesday. Shouldn't have stayed in one place long enough to write that Grim Truth, I guess. Well, however they did it, they found me. I'd taken a room Thursday - just for a while to clear my head, shower, watch the televised news - and I saw the two agents coming up the walk. I'd have Apparated, but I'd only stepped out of the shower. By the time I pulled on trousers and crammed everything else into my rucksack, they were blasting away the door.
I hexed back with everything I had and Apparated out of there - yeah, without ginger root, there wasn't time. Changed to Padfoot and headed north on foot for a little, but discovered my paw was hurting. That's when I realised I'd taken a little shrapnel from the door - in my arm and a few splinters along my face and neck. Nothing serious, mind - nothing I can't clean up and heal in a few hours - but bad enough that I'm not making a lot of ground as Padfoot for the next day.
I'll hole up - and no conspicuous whiskey-drinking! - and tomorrow I may try to head into the mountains and make my way to Bordeaux as stealthily as possible.
It's hard to remember the danger of self-implosion while running until it smacks one in the face. Ow. Literally.
I think someone in that cantina must have reported me. I'm actually impressed, I didn't think Voldemort's network was anything like effective in Spain.
I'd decided that I needed to work my way back to Bordeaux to make sure all is in readiness on my end for this June, but that since Nigel had such a large presence in France, I'd come up through Spain.
I didn't figure they'd track me so quickly. The only thing I can think of is that someone wanted that reward money. Guess it was my accent, or maybe the fact that I had that bottle of Firewhiskey on Tuesday. Shouldn't have stayed in one place long enough to write that Grim Truth, I guess. Well, however they did it, they found me. I'd taken a room Thursday - just for a while to clear my head, shower, watch the televised news - and I saw the two agents coming up the walk. I'd have Apparated, but I'd only stepped out of the shower. By the time I pulled on trousers and crammed everything else into my rucksack, they were blasting away the door.
I hexed back with everything I had and Apparated out of there - yeah, without ginger root, there wasn't time. Changed to Padfoot and headed north on foot for a little, but discovered my paw was hurting. That's when I realised I'd taken a little shrapnel from the door - in my arm and a few splinters along my face and neck. Nothing serious, mind - nothing I can't clean up and heal in a few hours - but bad enough that I'm not making a lot of ground as Padfoot for the next day.
I'll hole up - and no conspicuous whiskey-drinking! - and tomorrow I may try to head into the mountains and make my way to Bordeaux as stealthily as possible.
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I don't like the idea of your returning to Bordeaux, in any case: the fact that you used that port before speaks against it. If there's a chance, however remote, that MLE will have pieced together some of the details of your earlier sea adventures, you surely ought to go elsewhere.
If you're as far south as Seville, Portugal might be a convenient alternative.
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I could see what's available in La Rochelle, though, and avoid Bordeaux. Just not confident - it's a much smaller port. There's a chance, though, especially if I use an entirely Muggle captain and crew.
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Nantes is too far inland, I think - too far up the seaway before we get to open water.
Quimper is a possibility, too.
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Still, I suppose there's no harm in saying it!
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It seems like the MLE's tossing a considerable amount of resources into Europe and you -- I wonder if it's something they're hoping to keep up indefinitely, or if they'll fall back after another week or two. The Ministry has to be spread thin after the plague, and if you weren't such a high profile case...
I'm just thinking as I write. I've no idea how long they'll keep after you. Keep safe. I'm glad you've weathered this run-in, and I hope to Merlin you don't have any more.
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I don't think it's going to let up anytime soon, Allie. But don't worry. Just don't be surprised if I have to stay as Padfoot more than I've been doing.
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You do what you must.