Back In Action - Meeting

Jack would not say anything for the good of the group but, if she had her choice, Elijah would not be at this meeting. She just... never knew where his true loyalties lied. She had a horrible feeling he was much more corrupt than he let on, and his quick rise in the Ministry (with no evidence of hard work to back it) suggested to her that there was a problem. Worse yet, while many trusted him, Michael Tremaine did not seem to believe so heartily in the young Krum man. That was enough to assure Jack that she was not crazy for distrusting Elijah.

And he had touched her hair. No one touched her hair.

So she could not keep the edge of sass out of her voice when she corrected him. "That's several questions, Mr Krum. But I'd be happy to answer them. I have seen the lists. I have tested their inability to move. We know because I have intercepted plans. Yes, there is every possibility that it could be a trap, but every run-in we have with Death Eaters run that risk. I severely doubt it, however, because the information did not have a date or time, which would have been there if they had been intending to trap us there at a specific time. I don't know that they know. If they do, they will be just as prepared as we are - moreso if we stress the discussion of what is to come rather than prepare for it. I understand that these circumstances are odd, but questioning them does not stop them from being so."

Here, she paused, looking back at Elijah. "Speaking of odd circumstances, I have a brief several questions for you. You were our eye in the Ministry. Would you care to enlighten us, your friends and peers, on how this marriage law madness came into existence. And any chance we may have of overturning it? And any other pertinent information that may carry us out of the dark?" The shine in her eyes was nearly undetectable, saved for him alone. Jack was offering him the chance to prove that he was not completely worthy of her distrust. If he proved himself, she would give him more of a chance. If not... they might need to arrange a talk.

There was nothing blind about Elijah Krum and he could see a reluctantly offered olive branch from a mile off. The trouble was that he didn’t want it from Jack. If he was to be brutally honest, he didn’t want it from any of the Order members. Looking around, he couldn’t see friends. He knew that in a house somewhere in Wiltshire, sat around a table taking orders from a friend of his were his family members, those he considered family, those who were important to him. They weren’t to be found here amongst the naïve and the over-generous. If he was honest, he didn’t know why he was there. He didn’t want to be. He certainly didn’t enjoy the idea of being quizzed by Jack, either.

“No clue, love,” Elijah returned, dunking his biscuit into his tea. “Also, no clue and … no comment.” He winked but he knew when he’d just crucified himself and he could tell when that was that. He didn’t know what he was withholding. He’d spent more time entertaining the secretaries than he had done doing his job, in his opinion, so he wasn’t entirely sure if he’d retained anything. He wasn’t about to give up his memories for Jack to check, either. No. It was now his time to bow out altogether. He’d had his little jaunt. It was time to go home.

“Is that the time?” Elijah inquired airily, looking at his watch. “Would you look at that? I’ve got to go and pick up the children from their dancing lessons.” He rose from his chair. “Lovely meeting. We should all really do it again.”

And with that, Elijah took his leave. For good, or so he thought.

Viola was new to the Order, not many people knew who she was or what her reasons for joining the order were. In all honesty the singer didn't really know herself. Upon returning to Britain and discovering the marriage law she'd instantly been opposed to it. Throughout her early twenties Viola had dated men, a handful in fact. None of the relationships had lasted, nor were they worth mentioning despite the fact a few songs were based on them, but that is what Viola liked. She liked not having to make a commitment, to get to know other people, have other men influence how she views the world but apparently the British citizens were being deprived this and if her Mother hadn't moved her to France at the age of eight it would have been something she too would be subjected to.

One thing that Viola wasn't overly aware of was the death eaters, she had heard about them and learnt about them in history of magic but the witch had been unaware of their current existence until the meeting. They posed a threat. If they found that list then it could ruin Viola's career.

For starters her manager would go ballistic, the label would drop her for having a political stance and if they didn't no doubt it could cause controversy and reduce her album and ticket sales. Viola had worked far too hard to have all that thrown away because some death eater came across a list.

The entire meeting Viola didn't speak she simply took in what everybody said. So there was a new Deputy Minister Gideon Pierce. Viola wasn't clued up on the british ministry figures but apparently she wasn't at a disadvantage for Pierce was pretty much a blank page by the sounds of it. Nonetheless information on him could be important in discovering the forgery behind the marriage law. Perhaps the Order could try and coach him their way, have him look into the matter more?

Sipping some water Viola watched as Mr Krum, who she only knew because Jack had mentioned his name, but from his reaction the songstress was a little unseated around him. His response, a mere wink and 'no clue' was unnerving and the witch had the feeling she couldn't trust him.

Jack pursed her lips at Elijah's words. What was the man playing at? She seemed to be one of the few to see through him, to know he was never capable of  fully committing to one side. Whether it was too much effort, or required more investment than he was willing to give, Elijah Krum would never give all of his loyalties, in case the other side had a better offer. She had assumed he would be giving them nothing. She knew that, even if he had crawled under his desk every single day at work, he would know something that would give them something to work with. The Ministry liked to keep other people informed so that no one person went down when the plan blew up in their face. Elijah Krum knew something. But so did she.

"Disappointing," was all she said, responding curtly. He excused himself and she said, "I hope to see you sometime soon, Elijah." She flicked her wand. A quill scrawled a time, date, and location onto a scrap of parchment. Another flick and the parchment fell into his shirt pocket. It was about time she talked with the Krum man.

Jack looked to the group assembled before her, wishing she had more hope, more certainty, more belief. But she was running low on energy and strength. Still, she gathered a large breath. "When I call for you, we will defend our information and seek an advantage. Those of you who can get information of Pierce, please do so. Any other questions?" She just wanted this meeting over with, honestly.