Emmeline Vance (st_emmeline) wrote in shardsoftime, @ 2009-03-02 14:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | & london, * march 2009, emmeline vance, jacelyn champlaign (myriel) |
Date: 2 March 2009
Characters: Emmeline Vance and open
Location: London
Private/Public: Private
Rating: tbd
Summary: Emmeline 'wakes up' and has no idea what happened.
Completion: In Progress
Emmeline lifted her head from the pavement and wondered what the hell she was doing lying on the ground. She sat up and put her hand to her head, brushing off a dead leaf that had gotten caught in her long blond hair. She had a splitting headache and she looked around for a sign of what might have happened. The last thing that she remembered was arguing with Severus in front of the British Prime Minister's privet home. Her head snapped up and she looked around, that's exaclty where she was, she quickly stood up and brushed off her skirt. She'd better get moving if she didn't want to be stopped and questioned, so she started to move quickly down the street towards her own home.
Emmeline shook her head again as she pulled her sweater closer to her body, by the looks of where the sun was, it was still early morning. She hoped that she hadn't been knocked out there all night. The Order would kill her if they found out that she had been sleeping while on guard duty. A million thoughts buzzed though her mind, as she made her way down the street, as she opened the gate to her home. When she reached the door she realized that her keys that she had in her pocket wouldn't fit in the lock. She pounded on the door kicking it, hoping that that would work. "Come on." she said rolling her head back, this was the last thing she needed right now. With a groan she walked back on to the side walk knowing that she could get in though the back door.
She looked up as she walked and noticed someone familiar down the street. "You." she said not sure if it was a question, or a statement or what, but she was really, really confused right now.