Seonag eats babies. (beautifulhag) wrote in blurred_lines, @ 2009-07-30 00:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! [1980-07] july, peggy o'nell, seonag milligan |
Who: Peggy and Seonag
What: Doin' wut Atikus sez
Where: A nice cottage in Lancashire
When: 29 July 1980
Status: Complete
Rating: R
Teetering, Seonag Milligan arrived in Lancashire with a sharp crack, waiting for Peggy to make her appearance behind her. Even nearly thirty years of hagdom still hadn't quite allowed Seonag to the sensation of being dragged through time and space, and she felt a little dizzy and sick having gone such a long distance from the camp to this cottage. Dusting off her long, flowing dress, she examined her surroundings. This seemed to be the right place, and with a squint through her less-than-sharp eyes, she saw a signpost that read Healey Wood Road. Yes, this was the right address. The little cottage sat atop a small crest that could barely be called a hill, plenty of land spread out around it, a hedge protecting it from gravel stirred up from the unkept Healey Wood Road. Its face was strewn with ivy, Tudor-style windows open to let in a cool summer breeze, perhaps. What a charming place to live. Seonag almost felt bad. With a pop, Peggy appeared at her friend's heels, taking a moment to straighten out her numerous skirts and shawls that she wore - Apparation (or whatever it actually was for a hag) always had a tendency to twist her clothes around just a little bit and make things all uncomfortable. She straightened out her shirt and adjusted her bosoms, then lifted her skirt off the ground a few inches to let her better walk. "Hello Mary," she said to Seonag, teasing her friend with the name that the good-looking Death Eater man had used. "So, this is the place? Okay. Let's get the babby." Somewhere in the depths of her dress, Seonag had a piece of paper with the address on it. After some fumbling around, she pulled it out of one of her many pockets. "Alrighty, Margaret," she teased back. "I got the house, it's number 27, Healey Wood Road." She looked from the paper to the house, saw a number 27 on the mailbox, and nodded. "This'd be it." Waddling along towards the house, she flexed her fingers, getting ready to channel magic through him. She was huffing as she climbed up the path leading to the house. Pausing to look at Peggy, she reached out her hands and a loud bang erupted as the door exploded into shrapnel. "Huh," Peggy croaked as she approached the door, peering into the house carefully to make sure no one was waiting there. "This witch is more stupider than we thought. Dun even have no wards up." She laughed at the stupidity of it, then put her finger on her lips and crept inside the house, motioning for Seonag to follow. The two hags crossed the threshold, noting the keys (not a wizard thing at all), the mail addressed to Alice Longfellow, and the shoes at the door, but they meant very little to her. The hags had a job to do, and it was to get that woman and her unborn child and bring them to the Death Eater. Peggy was rather pleased for this chance, to be quite honest, because the Death Eater who gave them their instructions was much better looking than the kid they'd been having to deal with. She came up to a closed door toward the rear of the house that looked like it could be a bedroom and she not-too-quietly bust it open, hands at the ready to find... nothing. It was a spare room. "S'not this one," she told Seonag, leading her to try a few more doors - a loo, a linen closet, a young boy's room and the back door of the house before finally coming to the master bedroom. Turning the handle quickly, she burst into the room, her hands pointed in front of her, ready for anything. "That's her!" she shouted, seeing a figure in the bed. Alice Longfellow, despite what Peggy had noted, was not a stupid woman. She was a Muggle, who didn't know about the dangers of Death Eaters and werewolves and hags, and therefore had no wards on the home where she lived with her son since she and her husband had divorced. She was trying to lay under the blankets on her bed as still as possible, but she was sure the sound of her own heart banging against her ribs would give her away. At the sound of Peggy's voice, she lept from her bed, a field hockey stick, unused since university, brandished in her hands. Blindly, she swung it at her attackers, hoping to knock them unconscious so that she could call the police. The wood made contact with Seonag, who had followed Peggy into the room, and pain glanced through her shoulder. With a howl of rage, there was another bang and Alice was thrown off of her feet and onto the bed, clearly unsure of what was going on. Alice had hardly expected to see... two old women attacking her, and she shrank back in revulsion momentarily before shouting, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE OR I'LL HIT YOU AGAIN!" The field hockey stick was brandished fom Peggy to Seonag to Peggy, its owner unsure which was more of a threat. Peggy stared at the woman menacingly, her hands clawed out in front of her. "You have a big wand, lady," Peggy said to Alice, though she was, admittedly, a little bit scared. They would have to catch her off-guard. Peggy knew it always took her a little bit of time to prepare for an actual attack, so she started to concentrate on them early, hoping she could have it ready for the moment that Alice looked the other way, but unfortunately (as hag's powers often did) she couldn't control it and the blast of magic headed straight at the woman. It wasn't a very powerful spell, as far as Peggy's magic went, but it certainly hurt the muggle and she flew backward into the bed, screaming. She got up quickly before the old hags could reach her and threw the field hockey stick, knocking Peggy right in the head and into the wall, everything feeling suddenly rather dizzy. "She doesn't know how to use it too good, either," Seonag cackled, and flames shot from her fingertips to where the Muggle sat on the bed. With a tremulous whoosh, the bed was on fire, and a screaming Alice Longfellow jumped from it and, rather than protect herself, she stopped, dropped, and rolled, trying to extinguish the flames on her clothing. Opportunity was seized, and Seonag grabbed Alice forcefully by the arms, yanking her onto her feet. "What say you we do with her, Peggy? I didn't see babbies here and she don't smell pregnant." Peggy got up dizzily to her feet. "Maybe they wanted the kid," she suggested, trying to rack her brain to remember the exact orders. "Or maybe your nose is just broke." She moved closer to the woman, feeling her stomach rumble. "Maybe it's in there. I think we should check and make sure," she told Seonag, poking the woman's stomach with her gnarly finger. "Besides, I'm hungry." "She looks plenty tasty," Seonag agreed, leering at Alice Longfellow with a hungry look, and the Muggle woman just stared, as if she didn't understand what was going on around her. That her bed had just spontaneously combusted and an old woman was speaking very much as if she was going to eat her didn't make any sense at all. These were not the masked robbers she had been expecting. "Let's just take her back to camp and and then e can have a snack before we tell the Avery feller we got her." And with a sharp crack, all three left the house behind. |