bp_hestia (bp_hestia) wrote in breaking_point, @ 2010-11-04 21:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2025 11, character: callum moody, character: hestia jones |
RP: Hestia and Callum
Who: Hestia Jones and Callum Moody
Where: Hogwarts, Dragon Camp
When: 4 November 2010
Summary: Hestia finds herself somewhere she ought not to be
Damn! She was running late again, and Terence was going to murder her of she didn't get home on time. This was why relationships never lasted, she was always working and then when she wasn't she was. She rushed out of her office pulling her hair down and running her fingers through it in an attempt at something that looked a bit less like she'd had it pulled up for most of the afternoon while she sat hunched over paper work and more like she'd actually spent more than two seconds on herself as she ran down the halls for the main floor.
She ran into the floo and called out her own address the green fire swirling up around her as grates flew past until she was spat out in what should have been her sitting room. Though the trees that greeted her were a decidedly new addition to the room. Which was not actually her sitting room. Double damn.
"Um." Hestia spun around hoping it was all just a mistake and she could hop back into the floo and it would all be sorted out, though when she turned there was nothing behind her. She tilted her head trying to make sense of all this, because really there was so little to be found at the moment, especially when apparation seemed not to work either. With very few options available to her, and her wand out in front of her Hestia made her way to what she thought was the sound of people.