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gabriel l. corner ([info]coverstory) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2010-08-05 12:46:00


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Entry tags:adrian mattias, bertram aubrey, brier stebbins, danielle rookwood, donovan rookwood, elizabeth fortescue, gabriel corner, grayson wilkes, group, hamilton nott, mackenzie goldstein, miranda frobisher, noah boot, ralph frobisher, sarah stebbins, tiberius mclaggen

BLACK OUT!
Gabriel was silently wording his opening lines for the next segment of news when the lights dropped. He lifted his head in a curious manner, having been standing away from the news desk and wondering if it was just a backdrop thing. It wasn't exactly peculiar, there had been men working on the spells earlier this week which had caused the lighting charms to flicker and crackle. He let out a breath and stood where he was, watching as nearly everyone around him performed lumos with their wands. Gabriel supposed he should as well, and wondered if this sort of incident would mess up the wireless airwaves. He didn't know much about the magic behind the WWN, but he supposed those who did would fix things.

He muttered to his assistant that he was going to go into the corridor to see if it was only their studio that had gone out, and she quickly skittered away to find the snack trays. Gabriel let out a breath, sighing at the thought of having to stay at work later because of this delay. He had dinner plans for Rachel and the children, he did not need the annoyance of pushing back reservations. As he pushed out into the hallway, he let out a groan at the darkness. His wand was soon out and he felt awfully tired, frustrated that his day was going to be spent in near darkness.

"Do you have light?" he called out to a figure down the hall, noticing a brighter light than that of a normal lit wand. "The spells have gone out over here, it's pitch---"

Why had he been so languid in his movements just now? Darkness overcoming the WWN studios? In the middle of Diagon Alley? Diagon Alley, which was the near breeding ground for death eater attacks. Gabriel wished he had the mindset to jump to the worst possible conclusion, but the spell the cloaked death eater shot off sliced him across the side of the head, knocking him out cold and to the ground.

If he didn't die today, right now, Rachel was going to kill him.


OOC: OKAY! Magical places affected: Hogsmeade, Diagon Alley, St. Mungo's, The Ministry! The weather is terrible outside all of these places! Death Eaters are already THERE ready to get in and out as fast as possible! Lighting spells are down, candles won't be lit (all of these places had 'workers' messing with them earlier that were really death eaters foiling them. HOME INVASIONS---many wizards live in muggle areas, so they COULD be using electricity, and so on. SO....I will add with any other info/questions, just...GO :O Narratives are super welcome :O


It's for Friday! But Leigh is leaving tonight annnd I know we all work/have plans so. YOU KNOW HOW I AM :)



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[info]stageleft
2010-08-11 07:08 pm UTC (link)
Miranda felt like shutting her eyes and hiding in the front of Ralph's shirt, she felt like crying, she felt like shaking and screaming because---she was a Gryffindor, yes, but she was not meant for this. She was not meant to fight, she couldn't understand the need to fight. She'd gone out to the peace rally and in her near mania she had performed admirably...but the moment she had gotten home she'd cried, broken down into tears and couldn't stop for hours. Miranda just could not be part of the war in this manner.

But--it would hurt more to just stand here, beside Ralph, and crumble. He was the only thing that she'd give her life for, and if standing up and pulling out her wand right now meant that he could have another second on this Earth----Merlin's beard, she'd become so morbid and dramatic (in the serious ways, not the childish manners she had been so prone to--), but it was the truth. Right now, in this war, Ralph was what she was fighting for, so--

Miranda pulled out her wand, her other hand wiping some tears away as the sounds coming up and down the stairwell grew louder, as the lights continued to bounce up and down the walls and creating great billowing shadows.

"I'm sorry I gave your ring back," she said, keeping her eyes on the stairs to watch for the first dark cloak of the impending death eater attack, but her free hand went to grab Ralph's, "I'd marry you tonight if I could--"

Miranda feared the finality in her voice, but all of their exits were blocked! Any route of escape was filled to the brim with death eaters. She had to let him know.

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