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dirk e. cresswell ([info]gogoblins) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2009-08-05 20:57:00


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Entry tags:berkeley doge, bess fawcett, brier stebbins, corner conway, desmond riddock, dirk cresswell, earthquake, frank longbottom, group, jude wickham, marissa macfusty, ministry, phoebe smethwyck, sturgis podmore, tomas booth, venice vega, walden macnair, william jugson

MINISTRY OF MAGIC, EARTHQUAKE
Dirk loved his job, he did, but he loved Fridays even more. He still got to go in and work with the goblins (when they let him!), but he got to look forward to a nice quiet weekend of doing whatever he pleased. Lately it had been trying to get Derek to hang out with him, even though that usually just involved watching telly. It was something! Dirk was worried about his big cousin, especially now with the war getting so intense and--

He blinked curiously, as the shelves of his cubicle began to shake. Dirk's eyes twitched back and forth as he watched the pictures he had hanging drop to the floor, and the bust of Gorgak the Terrible started to inch forward and forward. And his desk was shaking, and now his chair, and Dirk was startled to his feet at the sound of someone screaming, "EARTHQUAKE!"

An earthquake! Oh hell, Dirk had just been thinking that some erumpents had escaped again! Earthquake! What was the first rule of an earthquake? These were NOT the things they taught you in Hogwarts! How was he supposed to survive an earthquake if he didn't have the proper training?! DEREK WOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO, THAT IS WHY DIRK WANTED TO REMAIN CLOSE TO HIM AND----

The bust of Gorgak the Terrible teetered off the shelf and smacked Dirk straight in the forehead, making him drop to the ground, and thankfully roll under his desk.

He really did love his job, he did.

ooc: http://www.scribbld.net/users/valesco_mods/32698.html



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[info]brighten
2009-08-09 01:59 am UTC (link)
Brier had been in his office when things started rattling off his shelf and he'd watched Rory's picture work itself off his desk before the shock of the earthquake hit. Ducking under his desk, Brier managed to stay there as the ceiling fell down on his desk and chair. When it seemed things had stopped, he made his way out to the central part of the office, looking around for people. Brier knew he needed to get down to Rory and check on him, but right now he wanted to know what was going on. Noticing Bess and Phoebe, he made his way over the debris to them, his eyes going wide at the blood on Bess's face and what was the mess of Phoebe's legs.

"Oh, Circe mother of Merlin," he said dropping to his knees and pulling his robes off to help cover Phoebe's body - if she was losing blood she needed to be kept warm. He grabbed his belt and tugged it out, wrapping it around the higher part of Phoebe's left thigh, "Bess, I need, we need another one. Do you have a belt or rope or something, we have to make her stop bleeding. What happened?"

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