| Billywig
Join Date: May 2003 Location: Hawaii
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Reincarnation "Carr" Jones
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OOC: You guys are awesome. Thanks for taking care of yourselves while I'm away on the weekends. I worry less about plot with a group of RPers like you. SPOILER!!: Olivia Quote:
Originally Posted by Snape'sGirlThru&Thru  BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BE- Smack!
Oi...was it time to get up already?
It was. Sigh.
Slowly and very reluctantly, Olivia pushed herself into a sitting position on her bed then swung her legs over the side. Ugh...she really didn't feel like going to work today. She'd barely slept at all last night, and already she had a headache. The day hadn't even begun, but she already knew it was going to be a bad day.
Reluctant though she still was, Olivia forced herself out of bed and to the bathroom to take her morning shower. Perhaps the heat of it would wake her up. Unlikely, but she hated using cold water.
Fifteen minutes later, she came out of the steamy bathroom wearing her bathrobe with her hair wrapped in a towel. She headed back to her bedroom to make her bed, and while she was doing so, she found something underneath her pillow that she could have sworn wasn't there before. Pulling the slightly crumpled object out, Olivia discovered that it was a piece of paper and, upon opening it, discovered the words, The time is at hand, written on it.
For a moment, Olivia considered crumpling it up and throwing it away. It seemed rather stupid and meaningless. But how did it get under her pillow? In the next moment, however, something clicked in her brain, something she hadn't remembered until now.
"The time had come for the fulfillment to begin," she heard herself saying. And then something even stranger happened. The words changed, disappear, and were created anew until there was a much longer note laying there in her hands, now reading,
Dear recipient,
Per the agreement of our prior arrangement, we at the Unified Magical Being Relocation Affair are issuing a widespread call for all relocated persons to return to England as soon as is convenient. Those who do not return will be assumed captured or deceased. Please report immediately to the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade on August 14th to report to the head of U.M.B.R.A., Artemis Braker Jr.
The time is at hand.
U.M.B.R.A.
...What? Prior arrangement? Unified Magical Being Relocation Affair? Hogsmeade?
What was going on here?!
Olivia was not just hopping on a plane to go to this "Hogsmeade" place, and especially not because some random note told her to. It was probably a scam. Really, did these "U.M.B.R.A." people think she was just going to drop everything simply because they sent her a note? The least they could have done was actually drop by themselves if it was so important. Ridiculous.
Crumpling it up, Olivia tossed it onto her dresser - something made her change her mind about throwing it away - and, head throbbing slightly, she went about her normal morning routine. You get up and get to your day job--which you hate--at a McDonald's. But... at least you're the manager. Not that it's much of a consolation prize. SPOILER!!: Gryffindorgurl Quote:
Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl Jeffery Tony slammed the door to the offices shut, still fuming. Luckily it was a Saturday and no one was at the track today, other than the obsessive fans of his who basically lived in the bleachers just to watch him drive. As he was cursing under his breath, trying to get ahold of himself, the phone rang. He looked up, a mix of curiosity and caution on his face. He slowly walked over to the receiver, picking it up as if it was a bomb waiting to go off. He put the receiver to his ear and said as calmly as possible, "Hello?"
A tiny voice on the other line rings in your years. "Hi, daddy!" cheers a very chipper, little girl. She sounds so much like her mother that you almost start crying. You miss Angela so much.
"I know you said... um... not to use the phone uh-cept in nuh-mergiences, but there's someone at the door," she says, stumbling over the larger words. She's quite bright for a six-year-old. "I didn't open it ,'cause he's a stranger-danger, but he won't go away." There's a pause before she says, "Oh! And Mandy wasn't here when I came home from school, so she can't answer it, either." Mandy is the baby-sitter. Your heart skips a beat. SPOILER!!: phoenix_tears Quote:
Originally Posted by phoenix_tears Adriano had arrived at the scene and found out that is wasn't a simple break in. Great, just what he needed today on top of everything else.
Police cars surrounded the small house, and policemen were scattered all around the place behind shields. There wasn't any sign that the nutter that had got hold of the family was going to surrender soon and Adriano walked through the groups of officers holding a megaphone and shouting into it but whatever he said, there was no answer from the house. He would have been able to think out something or say stuff without shouting but he was in a false mood, he didn't feel like negotiating, he felt like barging through the door and beating the criminal to death. But he was a policeman, he had to keep his nerves at order and barging through the door may put the hostages' life in danger. As if I care, he thought savagely. Of course I care, what the hell is wrong?!
Emotions were running high through him and he couldn't think straight. He just couldn't. But he was a policeman, he had to help the poor mother and he kids. But what were they to him? What was all this to him if his ordered life is going to end in a few hours time? He was going to leave back to England, which means that he didn't need anything here. Oh no, no no no .. he wasn't going to bail on his job now. That wasn't right, it just wasn't right!
He felt insecure and helpless as he walked through the groups of policemen, he walked back to his police car and sent a message to the deputy, asking for extra forces, asking for someone who can deal with this situation. Someone other than him. A scratchy voice comes back over the intercom and says, "'Fraid not, Daniels. We can send you backup, but there's no one to wrangle the chaos after last month's budget cuts."
You hear a gunshot from inside the house. A woman screams. But she keeps screaming, so she's still alive if she's been hit. A voice shouts out of the window, "Get away! Or, next time, I won't miss." SPOILER!!: Lindzers and princess of*hp* Quote:
Originally Posted by Lindzers Good. She was coming.
Impatient to tell her the good news, Sienna tapped her foot anxiously against the floor. She was wondering about things... things she wondered about on a daily basis. Suddenly now they seemed like more urgent, more real things to wonder about though. She wondered how difficult it would be to over take the Ministry. She wondered if Jessica would fight just as eagerly beside her. She wondered how they would go about getting their revenge. Would it be a battle or would they kill off ministry workers one by one in the dead of the night when no one would see it coming?
She had a good feeling about this meeting. The questions never stopped running through her head... She never stopped wondering... She was never told the full game plan... Surely, if they were beckoning her and her sister to England it must be important. Surely this time, they would be able to overthrow the ministry to claim sweet victory and get their lives back. Their real lives. For she was not living a real life right now. She was not Sienna Darling the waitress. She was Sydney Dougal, the convict the Ministry had tossed through the veil, never to return. And she was just living in Sienna's dull world for the time being.
Sienna flinched as the door creaked open. She was so caught up in her thoughts, she hadn't been expecting the sudden noise. She frowned as her sister asked her if they were being evicted. If that wasn't a mood killer, she wasn't sure what was.
"No. We're not. Thanks for asking, though." Her words were harsh, but her tone was not. She smiled slightly, slinging an arm around her sister's shoulder. "We're going to England." she informed her matter-oh-factually, holding out the note she'd received from Umbra for her sister to see. "For revenge." she sang cheerfully.
Her smile widened. "You know, I think I'll make bacon. Bacon and Eggs. And toast!" Quote:
Originally Posted by princess of*hp*
Jessica made to make a sigh of relief when she was told that no eviction notice had been taped to their door once more. However, the excited expression on Sienna's face stopped Jessica from feeling completely relieved. Something was up, but it seemed more positive than negative, from what one twin could gauge from the other's expression. Had they won the muggle lottery? The wizard lottery?
Her jaw dropped as Sienna revealed the news. Was it time already? Her eyes landed on the note that her sister waved about so joyously. "Yes, yes, of course. Breakfast!" Jessica smiled but a bit of fear gripped her heart. Time had flown so quickly; had it really been that long? She shuffled off to their tiny kitchen, motioning for Sienna to follow. The note in her chest pocket felt heavy all of a sudden. As they reached the other room, Jessica took out the note and held it in plain sight. "I got a note too. I assume they say the same thing?" She began to unfold it once more, hinting that Sienna should unfold her note once again as well.
There's a knock at your door. SPOILER!!: city_girl_95 Quote:
Originally Posted by city_girl_95 Elle walked into the airport, pulling her case behind her she pushed open the heavy door and walked up to check in, showing the woman her passport and handing her her luggage, to Barbados she said when the woman asked her where she was going, she nodded at every question and answered yes or no to the relevant questions. When everything was finished she walked on, her little holldal swinging on her arm as she walked into the duty free section, she walked around the perfume shops, looking for her particular scent, and... there it was! Vera Wang, she picked up the box and walked over to the till taking out her card to pay.
She flopped down in the first class lounge, flipping through a magazine as she waited for the anouncment
"Flight 267 to Barbados international airport, can anyone taking this flight please go to the departure gate 14, where boarding will begin in 20 minutes"
Elle looked up as the anouncment finished, she stood up and walked, taking large strides to the gate, she was the first in the que and showed the attedant her ticket and passport, taking a seat in the departure lounge.
As the queue increased she sighed heavily and began to check all her emails on her blackberry, sending a quick one to Daniel before she looked up, seeing people from first class going through the barrier, she stood up and followed them, passing through the barrier and carrying down the tunnel to the open plane, she stepped inside and made her way to first class, sitting down on the plush seat, she waited for the plane to fill up, slipping her Ipod headphones into her ears and shut her eyes, her memory sliding away from the letter from the morning, her work and David OOC: I love you so much because you're just leaving. You'll pay for it later, of course.  But I love it and you get a prize. Your flight lands without mishap. You're in the airport in Barbados. What now? |