◎ c h a r l i e (spinnets) wrote in valesco,
@ 2009-08-05 21:33:00

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chester scabior, christopher loftus, derek dobbs, diagon alley, earthquake, elphias doge, emmeline vance, gabriel corner, glenda prewett, greta catchlove, group, javier spinnet, jonas ackerly, kobe ackerly, lyssandra vance, miranda frobisher, nicholas hooke, noah boot, patrick vance, ralph frobisher, sebastian goldstein, severus snape

DIAGON ALLEY, EARTHQUAKE
"And you know what? There is not a sale worth going out in this heat, I'm serious!"

Javier grinned, putting up his hands in a defensive manner, "I'm sorry, but I don't need a pair of robes that badly, have you seen those temperatures? I'm surprised Fortescue's is still standing, would've thought they'd have melted awaaaaaay----whoa, what is---"

He gripped onto the desk, eyes widening as he rumbled and rolled away because the fucking building was shaking! Javier let out numerous words that were not politically correct to say on the wireless, and toppled out of his chair, busting his head on the floor. Strings of angry Spanish soared out of his mouth as he crawled up to his knees, and Javier grabbed the microphone.

Through the glass he saw that the other members of his staff were looking like they'd just been shot, and it took Javier a few good seconds to realize what the fuck happened, as another rumbling, rolling coursed through the studio. Javier dropped to the ground, covering his head with his hand as he shouted angrily into the microphone:

"ARE WE EXPERIENCING A FUCKING EARTHQUAKE IN DIAGON ALLEY?"

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Lyssandra!

supernoah
2009-08-06 05:44 am UTC (link)

It was the only time in his entire career at Starky's Planetarium that Noah had been glad they had no customers. He and Lyssandra had glad for the quiet; both the kids were asleep up in the flat they're changed into a nursery of sorts, and they were in the gift shop playing Ring Around Uranus.

It's really not as dirty as it sounds.

Noah was just ready to toss the ring toward the levitating blue planet when the first tremor hit, and he felt off the counter with a rather loud thud. He remained on the floor as the rest of the planetarium shook and quaked, and he covered his head to avoid some of the random memorabillia that was falling off the shelves. Either aliens had finally invading, death eaters had taken over Diagon, or they were definitely in the middle of a huge earthquake. Noah's eyes remained shut as he tried to move, but the shaking was too much to make any sort of motion toward Lyssandra, toward---

"TERRY!" he shouted involuntarily, pushing his body up with an adrenaline rush of a panic. Noah stumbled back to the ground, however, but was immediately scrambling back to his feet, "LYSSANDRA, THE KIDS----"

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lysdexia
2009-08-06 05:49 am UTC (link)

"FUCK," She screeched, following exactly the same train of thought that she assumed Noah was having. Why the fuck would they have put the kids up in the fucking apartment - she was DEFINITELY going to beat Noah within an inch of his life when this was done - once the kids were okay.

Lyssandra pushed herself up too and grabbed Noah's arm, starting to try and drag them both toward the railing that went upstairs, "MOVE. YOUR. ASS."

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supernoah
2009-08-06 02:39 pm UTC (link)

Noah, who didn't have much sense when it came to panic and fear, turn around and grabbed Lyssandra by the shoulders. A free-fall all stampede up the steps, which were still shaking and wobbling from the shock, would not make any sense. He just---he quickly looked up to the door and then back at Lyss. "I'll go!"

She seemed a bit more banged up than he was, and he was the bloody guy here, he had to take some responsibility. He was the owner, too! She had to listen to him. Noah gripped her shoulders tightly, because he knew how stubborn she was, "Look, go send out an owl or something, check the doors, and I'll get the kids and we'll head out, okay?"

He really didn't want to clamber up those steps, but if they both got hurt going up, then Terry and Emily would be stuck by themselves for who knew how long. Noah knew that much, and let go of Lyssandra.

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lysdexia
2009-08-07 02:30 am UTC (link)

Go send an owl or something!? Was he fucking serious? Lyssandra was about to whip up the stairs right after him before she fell onto the same chain of thought as Noah did - if they both got their asses blown up or knocked down or whatever, their kids were going to be by themselves and that just ... wasn't good.

"What about your fucking hippy-campus?" She groaned, rubbing at her sore arm and pushing toward the nearby doors. It would make sense to check the doors, she had to admit, so she'd at least try to do that first.

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supernoah
2009-08-07 06:06 am UTC (link)

For a second, Noah's face twitched into one of horror at the thought of Poseidon being hurt. Odette would--she would kill him if their gigantic...you couldn't even call him a pet now, he was like part of the family and----Terry! His panic about the hippocampus honestly did only last a second, and he sent a flustered glare at Lyssandra before turning away and heading up the stairs himself. Oh, fuck. Yeah, they were definitely not as stable as he would have liked them to be. Not at all, and Noah held onto the railings and pressed up the stairs.

"It's all right!" Noah called loudly to hopefully calm down what he feared were terrified children behind the door. He reached the door with a quick jump and fumbled it open, sprinting inside. "It's okay!"

Noah blanched at the sight of Terry's playpen tipped over to the ground, and slid to his knees to try and uncover his son, but---he wasn't there---Noah threw and tossed away blankets and toys but Terry wasn't---where---Noah felt his heart sink into his stomach and he stared blankly over the room, looking for a sign of his son. Where was Terry? Where could he----be? Noah twisted his mouth as he pushed himself to his feet, moving to Emily's room to---maybe he'd crawled over there and---

"Jesus fucking CHRIST, TERRY!" Noah yelled as he spotted the boy standing beside Emily's crib, his hand between the bars as the little girl held on tight. The babies blanched and immediately began to cry at his outburst, but Noah hurried forward and swept Terry up into his arms and a moment later, Emily. Babies should not---they should always be where you bloody wanted them.

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