◎ 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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patricked
2009-08-07 01:52 am UTC (link)

Noise, there was only noise. Static, lots of static. Fuzzy images, too, and Patrick had no idea where he could be. Someone was saying something, loudly and---he opened his mouth to let out a gasp before he opened his eyes. It hurt to open his eyes, but what hurt even more was his chest. His chest really hurt, and with the little strength he could muster, Patrick heaved a great sigh. Something--spit out in front of him, and his chin lolled down to his chest in time to see that the gaping hole in the front of his robes was spewing blood.

Well, that sucked.

Patrick blinked furiously, trying to get his eyes back into focus to figure out what the fuck was stabbing him in the chest. There were robes hanging from the long, metal----was that a bloody robe rack? Did he have a robe rack impaled into his chest? Why would---where was he?

The calling of his name grew louder, and Patrick could only lift his gaze to the figure screaming at him. She---that was...he felt her name at the tip of his tongue, but he could barely open his mouth to try and figure out who she was. He let out another gasp, trying not to breath too hard because apparently, that caused blood to spurt out onto the nice robes.

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adavies
2009-08-07 06:11 am UTC (link)

"Patrick!!" It didn't take Ally long to find Patrick at all, and it was only seconds after she saw him that the tears started. "Oh Patrick! I'm soo sorry." She searched around him and grabbed the closest robe that she could get her hands on and pressed it to his wound, trying to stop the bleeding.

There was so much blood. And a robe rack going through his chest. Merlin, this was all her fault. If only she hadn't sent him back to the store room. It wasn't his job. "It's o-o-okay. Come on, open your eyes, Patty, stay with me." Ally was doing her best to breathe and not freak out. Because really, there was a freaking pole sticking through her brother's chest and she didn't have a clue of what to do.

"I'm so s-sorry! I'll get you out of here. You'll be j-j-just f-fine." she said with a stutter, trying mostly to convince herself. "You'll be o-okay."

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patricked
2009-08-13 02:42 am UTC (link)

He continued to blink furiously, annoyed with himself that he couldn't remember this woman's name. He knew her. Patrick was sure of that! Was she his girlfriend? No, the that thought was immediately rejected in his mind. So---not a girlfriend, but, a friend? More than that. Patrick watched the agony on her face and was upset that it was him who was making her look like that and---

"Sis--!" he cried out, unsure of how he'd realized that she was his sister, but she was and Patrick began to push forward, but the pain shot through him hard. He was barely able to raise his arms to her, "Al--Ally!"

Merlin's beard. This was very, very fucked up.

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adavies
2009-08-13 03:12 am UTC (link)

Ally was very near hysteria. She didn't even bother to even try to control her sobs. "Ahh! Don't move!" she said when he tried to reach out to her. "Y-you have a r-r-- y-ou-- just don't" She said as she grabbed another robe because blood had already soaked through the first one.

She was trying her best to focus her attention on Patrick's face because when she looked anywhere else, she started to freak out more than she already was. "Y-y-you s-s-shouldn't have even been back h-here." she stuttered out through her sobs. She really did need to go find help. Real help, because she certainly wasn't doing much. But what if she left and by the time she got back he was- was---wasn't there. He could very well die from this. Merlin. She had just inadvertently killed her brother.

A new wave of sobs overwhelmed her. "Patty, I n-need to go get some help. You'll be okay. I;ll get you out of here. You will be just fine." she said trying to convince herself more than him. He was not going to die. "I'll be right back. With help. Don't move. Okay? Here hold this..." she replaced her hand with his. Ugh. Don't look at the blood on your hands. Don't look. "Don't.." die? pass out? "move. I'll be right back."

Ally rushed out of the store looking around at all the chaos. She saw random people helping others and others just wandering around. What a complete mess. "I NEED HELP!" she yelled trying to get anyone's attention. Some just looked at her like she was crazy. Of course she need help. Everyone did. But her problem was more urgent. "I AM PREGNANT WITH TWINS AND MY BROTHER HAS A FREAKING ROBE RACK GOING THROUGH HIS CHEST AND I NEED HELP RIGHT NOW!!!" she yelled again resisting the urge to stomp her foot at the end of her statement. Finally someone took her seriously and headed her way.

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