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

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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.

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Will!

__frankish
2009-08-09 03:01 am UTC (link)

While Frank didn't care for it, he figured that attempting to check in at the Ministry and see if anything was going on at the Auror Office was the first thing he should probably do once he arrived at Diagon. The building was sound, it wasn't exactly like it was going to cave in at any second: he would heartedly tell Alice this once he returned to the Order house so she could hear first hand how he was staying away from anything too life-threatening, as promised.

Though, knowing his luck, that wouldn't last much longer because it seemed every time he went intp public, something was trying to off him one way or another, but.

Sighing as elevator door jammed (figures), Frank stuck his hand into the small space and began to manually push it open. Who knew what spells were on these things, if he tried to use his wand to open it; for all he knew it could start blasting and smoking on him. With a bit of effort, finally the elevator door opened, showing a very messy version of the Auror Office. Pushing papers and objects out of the way as he walked, Frank held his wand closely to his side (it had been raining outside downstairs, but up here it was as sunny as it could be, so no need for it yet).

He listened closely as he walked for any noise of movement, and eventually he did see someone, but not a person he would have ever gone out to look for: Will Jugson. Frank froze the same time his dear partner did, immediately locking eyes. This... could be potentially bad.

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