◎ 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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bigd
2009-08-12 09:22 am UTC (link)

The adrenaline was still pumping away to high glory in Derek's system as his brain started to catch up to the preceding events. He had just knocked Meredith Fielding, recent Hogwarts, Hufflepuff graduate out of the way of a speeding truck, which led to them laying the middle of road through which much Muggle traffic passed.

They needed to move.

He unceremoniously gathered her up, half-carrying and half-dragging her (Hey, he insisted, it was completely her own call to decide if she wanted to walk) to the other side of the road she'd been so eager to cross before the cars down the street started looming closer. Setting her down, just as unceremoniously, he waited for his heart to subside in its racing before giving her a good piece of his mind. When it showed no indication of slowing, he elected to tear into her anyway.

"What the hell were you thinking, just charging off into traffic like that? What are you even doing in this part of London?" Despite the fact that Meredith struck him as looking shaken, and possibly even abashed for her blunder, the testosterone-charged, adrenaline-pumped Derek Dobbs could pay no attention to finer details as those. "Say I hadn't been here—no, just too slow--do you know what would have happened? I just—"

He broke off mid-sentence with a frustrated sigh and a fist slamming into the light pole beside them. There was this hero-complex he was starting to develop, and the brakes needed to be applied firmly in that respect—car metaphors aside. But this girl had just been pulled out of the street, and she probably knew how close she was cutting it; why did she need it reiterated by him?

"Sorry," Derek muttered, running his hand over his face, closing his eyes in an attempt to calm himself. "Sorry, I just—are you all right? I must have knocked you pretty hard… maybe I should check for broken bones, or something?"

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