Patricia Stimpson (healerhands) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-10-24 12:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2000-10, c: patricia stimpson, c: penelope clearwater, type: thread |
Who: Patricia Stimpson and Penelope Clearwater
When: 23 October
Where: Dolohov's home
Rating: Medium
Warnings: TBD
Summary: Trish and Penny were ordered to stay home today and Dolohov has organised a surprise to be dropped on them - literally.
Just as she was starting to forget that she was a slave, something like this happened and Trish was forcibly reminded of her new status in life. Dolohov had ordered her, and Penny, to stay home to get things ready for some guests. He wanted everything immaculate and obviously didn't feel the house elves were good enough to do it all alone.
Grinding her teeth, Trish plunged her hand holding the scrubbing brush down hard into the bucket of soapy water beside her, causing the water to slop over the edge. She was furious. Being made to scrub the kitchen floor when the West Wing needed her was ridiculous!
Muttering nasty comments about Dolohov under her breath, she drew the brush out and started scrubbing. Up and down, side to side, mind-numbing work that made her back sore. Mentally listing off what she needed to do next - polish the silver, make the beds...
BOOM!
The sudden explosion startled Trish to her feet even as the windows rattled. "What the hell?" she swore and ran to the door, starting down the hallway. "Penny! Did you..."
BOOM!
The kitchen suddenly exploded behind her, knocking Trish forwards. She let out an involuntary scream of pain as her body struck the floor hard enough to bruise and her wrist, hitting the ground at just the wrong angle, broke. But she was heedless of the pain as she twisted round and looked behind her, eyes widening when she saw the flames now engulfing the kitchen where she'd been just seconds ago. "Fuck! Penny! Penny! Where are you? We have to get out!"