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erin b. kirke ([info]erinkirked) wrote in [info]valesco,
Roderick!
This was just her fucking life, honestly. Erin had luckily already been under a desk when the first quake struck the Ministry, having dropped her quill underneath. It was bloody stuck in a crack so summoning wasn't working so she had to literally crawl under there to get it. Getting up was proving to be an issue, but thankfully for her large belly, she'd been tucked away from all the bloody things toppling down around her.

Okay, so maybe her life wasn't that bloody annoying.

Erin's eyes shut tightly as the noise shattered and boomed around her, covering her ears and accidentally stretching her legs out from under the desk. A vial of green something splashed directly on her knee and she let out a howl at the burning sensation.

When the shaking stopped, Erin took a few deep breaths and attempted to push herself out from under the desk. Oh, there was no way she was getting up on her own, "HELP!"


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