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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Jun 15, 2008 2:06:22 GMT -5
Jess looked up for a moment to see a black cloud erupt from the top of the roof, only it didn't dissipate, it simply hung in the air for a second before coming straight for them.
Jess didn't have to ask what it was she just smiled.
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Post by Severus Snape on Jun 15, 2008 2:07:19 GMT -5
Severus flew down and landed in front of Jess and Bruce, slightly smoking.
"Evening" he said darkly.
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Jun 15, 2008 2:08:02 GMT -5
Jess flew out of Bruce's arms in to the arms of her brother "What in the f*** where you doing on the roof?!"
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Post by Severus Snape on Jun 15, 2008 2:08:47 GMT -5
Snape stood slightly stunned by his sisters reaction "I was thinking."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Jun 15, 2008 2:10:08 GMT -5
Jess sighed, simply happy that Snape wasn't dead, in the back of her mind, she though she heard herself think That's my job, but it was nothing.
She released him and pointed toward Magda and Lea "I think they might be a little worried."
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Post by Severus Snape on Jun 15, 2008 2:11:16 GMT -5
Snape turned in the direction she was pointing and pursed his lips "Indeed" he touched Jess's shoulder before walking over to them.
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Post by Magda on Jun 15, 2008 4:15:44 GMT -5
"Sivaroose!" Magda wailed, throwing her free arm around him tightly enough to likely crack a rib. "Se fire- somevun died, I can smell it- shust hlike Mama and Papa-"
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Post by Magda on Jun 15, 2008 4:18:14 GMT -5
She was shaking so hard now that her teeth were chattering, and her eyes showed enough white to resemble those of a spooked horse.
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Post by Severus Snape on Jun 15, 2008 5:32:46 GMT -5
Severus shh'd her, albeit, coldly.
He looked down at Leadora and allowed a cracked smile, for only a moment, before his face returned to the darkness that it was.
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Post by Marie Antoinette on Jun 15, 2008 8:54:59 GMT -5
*Richard limped out to Marie, not even noticing his counterpart tending to the fallen girl. He put a hand on Antoinette's arm.* "We're going back to Paris," *he growled.* *Marie nodded grimly, her eyes riveted on the sight of the burning house. It gave her a nasty chill, to see it that way. True, it wasn't her own home, but it made her think of the worry she'd had for Versailles during the revolution. *
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Jun 15, 2008 8:57:51 GMT -5
Jess sighed, simply happy that Snape wasn't dead, in the back of her mind, she though she heard herself think That's my job, but it was nothing. She released him and pointed toward Magda and Lea "I think they might be a little worried." *Bruce had one arm around Jess, and he was throwing curious glances at Snape* "I think...you might have to explain him to me sometime." He said, sounding more fascinated than anything else.
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Post by Josephine on Jun 15, 2008 9:00:21 GMT -5
*And then, a masked woman in a tattered black dress staggered up, half-carrying, half-dragging along an unconscious Christian*
"Erika...does not...like weddings..." The woman ground out, before collapsing onto the lawn with her burden. She was still muttering, though her eyes were closed.
"Help him...smoke inhalation..."
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Post by Pina on Jun 15, 2008 13:19:02 GMT -5
He brushed a small flake of ash from her face, leaving a smudge on her cheek, before he noticed the unfamiliar, revealing nightgown and asked "What are you wearing?? *She looked down at the nightgown, having forgotten she was wearing it. She shook her head with a cringe.* "She- she kept calling me Rebecca," *she said numbly.*
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Post by Richard on Jun 15, 2008 13:29:10 GMT -5
Richard's confusion at what Pina just said was slightly mitigated by the sight of the masked woman calling herself Erika. He was beginning to wonder if his fiancee's father was the member of some kind of tribe. While thinking this over, he held Pina tighter and rocked her back and forth, completely unaware that his own skewed double was nearby.
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Post by Pina on Jun 15, 2008 13:33:25 GMT -5
*She melted against him, trying very hard not to think about what had happened and what would in the future. Not the housekeeper, not her and Richard, and especially not her father...*
((Gotta go. Call me!))
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