◎ 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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ralphed
2009-08-08 08:39 am UTC (link)

Okay, okay, okay! He needed to get her to help. Mungo's, or the Order--- the Order house would be safer, definitely. And Mungo's would be a madhouse! Who knew how long Miranda would have to wait to get attended to, if she even had enough time for that kind of waiting. Her head looked really bad, not to mention it seemed like walking was extremely difficult.... there was so much blood. Usually blood didn't bother him, his blood, other people's blood, it didn't matter. But the fact that this was Miranda's blood dripping down her face and staining onto his clothes--- that was a completely different story entirely.

"It's okay, it's okay! Everything's okay, you're going to be okay," Ralph replied weakly. He hitched her up as he spoke, deciding that it would be easier for the both of them if he just carried her. They shouldn't waste any of her extra energy, and obviously it wasn't a problem for him. Ralph continued to push things out of the way with his feet, secretly in hopes of maybe finding signs of other people in the room, but it was to no avail.

"I'm going to--- we're going to the Order house," he stated, refusing to look down at her at this point. "Don't freak out," Ralph warned, waiting for Miranda to respond before exiting the building.

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stageleft
2009-08-08 05:49 pm UTC (link)

All she could do was cry. She felt like such a shoddy Gryffindor for crying like she was, but she couldn't do anything else. Miranda felt like it was a huge effort just to keep her arms hung around Ralph's neck as they moved, she couldn't even keep her head up to look at him and---crying, she was just crying and couldn't stop. It wasn't going to stop, either, because from the small glimpses she was getting of the Leaky Cauldron, Miranda was getting a fuller picture of how truly devastated her home was.

Her home.

Her heart broke over and over, but she nodded against Ralph. The Order house! They had a house. Miranda couldn't even find it in herself to be excited about getting to see it--of course it would only be because she was about ready to die.

"Okay," she cried, getting a burst of strength and gripping tighter onto Ralph, "I won't."

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ralphed
2009-08-08 07:02 pm UTC (link)

He would come back, as soon as someone in the Order had taken Miranda from him to help her. It was really shoddy, and Ralph would rather not have it play out that way, but... what else could he do? She looked back, and he was in no position to help her in any way. Plus, there were loads of people still out there, including some Order people that still hadn't been located-- they needed his help.

Whoa, whoa that was a loaded gun of a statement-- never had Ralph previously thought before he would be in the position to say something like that.

Ralph dared to look down at Miranda, against his better judgement, and the sight of her sealed the deal. Lots of people alone could be trapped in here like Miranda had been, her family was here, and despite how much Miranda's brothers in particular intimidated him, if any of them needed help, he would give it. They were like family, right? No, they were family to him.

"Okay, hold on," Ralph said, more to himself than to Miranda. She was holding on already, probably as much as she could, but that didn't change the fact that her grip was still weak, and he was pretty sure she was going to pass out from apparating. But it was the only way to go to the Order quick enough, so---

"Don't pass out," he stated, again more for himself than her. Ralph gripped her as tightly as he could, like his life depended on it, and closed his eyes to apparate. She was going to be fine, she was going to be fine. They diasappeared with a loud crack.

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