◎ 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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chesters
2009-08-12 12:06 am UTC (link)

Nick's cutting charm nicked the sides of Chester's robes as he tried to move out of the way of his spell. Finally. Something challenging. Only he didn't notice the blasting curse Nick sent until the bricks were falling down over his head. He threw his arms over his head trying to protect it from even more damage when a large piece of the wall hit his arm resulting in a sickening crack, then another brick catching his shoulder.

"Mother Fucker" Chester hissed out in pain as he took a look at his arm that was sticking out at odd angle. His fucking wand arm. The arm with his fucking dark mark. Which meant he couldn't get that healed at Mungo's. Fuck he couldn't go to Mungo's at all now because they sure as hell weren't going to look at his head wound and just let his arm be.

He quickly snatched his wand that he dropped off the ground with his right hand and sent a Conjunctivitis Curse at the man. He really couldn't perform it just right with his right hand, but he really didn't care if he fucked it up and blinded the man for life or not. It wasn't going to last much longer anyways. He set of a string of badly formed hexes at the man. He'd like to see him try to dodge them now. Fucker. Chester would teach him to meddle in his business.

Chester started to sway just as he was just about to send another set curses at the man. He pressed his palm to his forehead, trying to continue to ignore the headache that had been steadily growing worse. Maybe this just wasn't worth his time anymore. He turned away from the stumbling man and stalked off. "Have fun trying to find you're way through this mess." he called over his shoulder as he made his way through the rumble.

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