Combing [PLOT]

[mahnlay]

The blades of a helicopter, an EH101 to be exact, chopped loudly through the air above an expansive forest. Captain Paris glanced shrewdly at the forbidding clumps of evergreens, eyes narrowing slightly as they broke apart suddenly into an expanse of lake.

The co-pilot looked back at him, visor up. "Captain, we've, ahh. We've got a castle."

The glaringly stupidity of that statement made the Captain raise his eyebrow, before leaning impromptu over the Minister to see out the front. There stood a tall gleaming brown castle, tiers soaring high into the sky. It was clean, live vines stretching across it, the windows glittering in the low-set sun. There were signs of life by the lake, left over papers and books, a bag here or there.

The captain's eyes widened, shock and a mirror of horror flittering through him.

This is a school.

There was a field to their right, and immediately the Captain decided that was the most level land they'd be able to find. "There." He nodded at the expanse of grass, freshly cut and waving in the breeze. The frighteningly tall poles on either end looked like giant bubble-blowing sticks. They were in a stadium, of some sort.

The helicopter landed seamlessly, the captain leaning over the Minister to open the door. "If you would." His team emptied out from behind, spreading out in a protective circle about the door. "Unless you'd like to stay here."

[jasmyn]

Jasmyn looked out the window, seeing the sights, the castle was huge and breathless, "I thought we found all of them, and yet we were wrong," Jasmyn muttered under her breath. Lights on in the castle, surely if this was a part of their country, she would've known of something of such magnificent standing. They landed in a field, with hoops on either side, stadium rising,

The captain opened the door, leaning over her, If you would. she stepped out, "I'm very much going, I wouldn't miss this, that's why I asked to tag along," Jasmyn spoke with her authority, but it could be seen she was unsure of what is the next move. "I abid you in charge of this operation Captain," Jasmyn gave a final order, "Shall we find the hikers first, or go to the castle?"

[mahnlay]

The Captain immediately ordered the pilot to keep the plane stalled. This place was occupied. He felt grim at the idea of him knowing something the Prime Minister did not, but surely she would eventually notice how inhabited it clearly was. He stepped from the helicopter, shouting orders to his men. "Bridge the lake, don't touch any of the objects. We're dealing with mysterious things here." He didn't have to tell them to stay on their feet. They were his best.

"Minister, I'd suggest you stay with me, for security purposes." The dark eyes didn't even focus on her as he handed her the rifle. "Take it. Arm yourself. I think you of intelligence enough to realize to not shoot under any circumstances, unless threatened directly; it's ready to fire. The trigger's sensitive." He stepped away, watching the troops disperse.

"You and I are spanning the perimeter." Paris directed four of his men to the edge of the forest, telling them in murmurs not to enter too far.

[jasmyn]

The Prime Minister dressed in blue jeans, levi's brand and a thin white shirt, she accepted the rifle. She knew what the Captain meant when he said not to fire under any circumstances. Unsure where to slide the rifle, she held it by the handle, "Do you have some type of hold for it?" she asked.

Some of the troops left. Following the Captain, she stopped, on the ground she saw a crystal, "A rememberball," she muttered picking it up, even though she was told not to touch any objects. "Dumbledore had one the first night we met," she whispered, shaking it, it glowed red, "I forgot something. But the only problem is, what?" she continued to mutter.

Looking up, jogging a bit, the fifty four year old woman caught up with the Captain, "I never got your name, it is?" she asked, offering her right hand.

[mahnlay]

The Captain crossed the grounds, Prime Minister in tow. He half-mindedly listened to her talk, not paying much attention to the known and rather focusing on being aware of what was before him. At her mention of a hold for her rifle, the commander glanced behind him sardonically, before lifting a strap from his shoulder and handing it to her. "Over your left shoulder, fits in the back."

His gaze flittered constantly to the large doors at the front of the expansive castle, obviously the main entrance. He was tempted to send a party in, but his thoughts were stopped by the Prime Minister coming almost before him and pulling her hand out. He stared at her for a moment, before muttering and swerving past her, "Captain Gregory Paris."

"Martin, Larson, Jacobs, and Anderson, hold the doors." His command into the radio at his hip was to save the obviousness of yelling. "The rest of you, meet me at the doors. We're breaching." He faced the Prime Minister. "I'd appreciate it if you'd say as little as possible and get in the way as little as possible - no disrespect, madam."

[jasmyn]

Accepting the strap, she moved her hand away, she nodded her head, now knowing who he was. Sliding the strap over her left shoulder, she slid the rifle in it. Ready to grab it if needed. Ashking her to say as little as possible, she stepped back, walking away from the door, to let the military do their job.

Mental note, talk to the General, Captain Paris knows what he's doing, and does it in the best way he can, I should put in a good word about him, when we get out of here, if we get out of here. Jasmyn's thoughts occupied herself. She dropped the rememberball on the ground.

Strolling by the lake, she sat watching the troops do their work.

[mahnlay]

The Captain watched as the remainder of his team pushed the doors open with no resistance to enter the castle. "Let's move in, secure the area!" He barked at the rest of them. He entered the structure, keeping an eye on the Prime Minister.

I still don't see why the civvy had to come with us. Though, why there's a school here that we don't know about I don't know. Could it be connected to that dragon?

After combing different parts of the castle, the Captain's team came upon another set of large door. Maybe this is where everyone is. It's strange that a castle this size has no occupants.

{OOC: Alright, now we're going to join the Great Hall thread.}