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Angelina Johnson ([info]fiercebird) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-18 12:53:00
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It's like one of those muggle zombie movies!
Characters: Angie & Open
Setting: Diagon Alley, near Gringotts, 11:30 AM
Summary: Angie goes to get some money out from the bank, and steps out to absolute horror.
Rating: Worksafe

Last night hanging out at Alicia's flat had been mostly fun, until Alicia's inevitable nightmare struck. However it hadn't seemed as bad, so maybe there was something to Michael's potion after all. Angelina was still glad she'd stayed over Alicia's flat anyway; she'd rather be there for her friend than not. Eventually though, they both had to go start their days, so Angie left, went home and got changed, deciding she might as well head over to Gringotts and get some money changed. She got there before eleven, and had to wait longer than expected. She didn't mind though. She wasn't terribly hungry or busy, and she could go and grab a bit to eat after she left.

However, when she left half an hour later, she stepped out into chaos. There were people in the street, dozens of people dressed all the same walking - no, more like shambling - in a slow irrepressible onslaught. As she watched, sickened, a small group of them destroyed a shop window and crawled inside. People came flooding out of stores, some running back inside Gringotts as though the banks strong walls would protect them.

Angelina had told Cade Warrington less than a week ago that she wasn't afraid - specifically of him or consequences - after fighting in a war, right before she punched him in the face. But she hadn't been talking about this. This looked like the undead, like inferi, like muggle-style zombies or something. They looked like the living dead, one of the few things that terrified Angelina beyond reason. Face gone grey, Angelina drew her wand but held it limply. She was too scared to move, and deep inside, that made her angry at herself. But the anger wasn't enough to move her. Fear was too great and he had to do something because those things were getting closer and causing nothing but destruction along their way.


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