the crafty pig — Roleplayer Guild

Caroline 4th floor

The 4th floor was emptying out, stray witches and wizards wands in hand moved in pairs, cautiously moving from room to room. The fleeting snippets of curses, shouts and grunts were long gone and now the pairs floated aimlessly as if stuck on a loop retracing pointless steps.

She felt irritated at them til she realised she too had been walking aimlessly, as if an auror would just pop out of the air and magically assist her, the futility of her actions suddenly overwhelming. In the middle of a deserted corridor she let herself slump against the wall, hands twisting in her as if trying to pull the emotions out of her, strand by strand route by route.

A searing pain , like a knife between her ribs, overruled pin pricks of frustration and desperation, this was too much... she hadn't even had dinner yet.  Most of all Kay.... sweet sweet Kay.

She pulled at her hair....using the pain, embracing the pain, letting it drive her letting it pull her in focus her mind. She was a wounded hen standing over the broken shells of her chicks yet she had the conscious thought to strike back.

Strike back.... strike... back

She let the anger flow through her, an unfamiliar emotion, an intoxicating emotion, one that stiffened back bones and spurred tired limbs. She turned back the way she came.

"Look before you leap girl"

She gave a start, wand fumbling into her hand as she spun, a graceless twirl to make a ballerina blanch even as her eyes boggled at the empty corridor.  A throat clear, drew her eyes to the portrait on the wall to her right, a stately figure resting comfortably on a plush arm chair. 

His voice was well to do with the slightest hint of a sneer, his upturned nose just below a precariously perched monacle"

"You can rush off and find a death eater to hit with your most inventively brutal jinxes or you can help us get out of this mess"

She gave a pointed glance around at the deserted corridors and sealed rooms around her, back up, a cat with it's fur on end.

"Well this floor is decidedly organised" 

she opened her mouth for a smug retort yet he overrode her

"except that there are 400 people sat at an apparition point with nowhere to go"
her mouth dropped open and the stately figure raised a single eyebrow

"Close your mouth girl before you swallow a jinx..."

when she didn't respond he gave a snort

" girl you've performed admirably and all is not lost, this floor is decidedly safe but the second floor is bottlenecked and we've had no word from the minister or the department heads."

her mouth snapped shut, eyes burning " you call me girl one more time and I'll_"

"without them no emergency apparition... we need you on the first floor"

"me... you don't need me I'm a tester for fucks sake"

"you know the old saying"

 the wizard looked down his nose at her mouth twisting into a leering smile as he walked out of his picture though Caroline could hear his words fading into the background

"any port in a storm"
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