Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2021 8:05:54 GMT -7
May 15, 2026
Mystery Ink Arts, Diagon Alley
Mystery Ink Arts, Diagon Alley
One of the biggest problems with being a younger member of the Order of the Phoenix was that Blair was often left with little choice in the matter but to stand by as older, more experienced members of the organization handled things. Going about her apprenticeship as though everything was normal and Elaine Dupree hadn't been found out was painful, but it was that or getting in trouble for skipping work without a valid reason. She had been checking her phone more than usual, but there was only so much that could be communicated to her that way. No, she felt as though her hands were tied—and all the more powerless when she made the mistake of opening Vibe.
Hurriedly, she scrolled through her feed, the sinking feeling in her stomach growing with each message that she skimmed. It was worse than she had imagined. Most of the posts appeared to have been written as quickly as possible, and some were more coherent than others. Blair was able to piece together some of what had happened, although she feared that some students were more concerned with updating the outside world than with saving themselves.
"F**k," Blair breathed out, her hands beginning to shake. Her voice trembled more than she wanted it to. She didn't want to alarm the entire shop when there were still clients in the middle of being tattooed, but a tattoo could be finished up later. "Hogwarts is on f**king fire," she stated, not knowing what to do first. The Order needed as many reinforcements as possible, no doubt, but Blair wasn't sure that she could think clearly enough to Disapparate to Hogsmeade without getting Splinched in the process. As quickly as she could, she sent off a message to as many of her contacts as she could who were neither students nor in the Order themselves and possibly in the vicinity, wishing that she could have just screamed it:
Still shaking, she hit send, already knowing that there would be some additional confusion as people came to realize what was happening. If she could do nothing else but keep anyone else from getting hurt, Blair thought, it would be worth it.
OOC: For reference if desired — @maria , @idris , cordelia regan smith , Elijah Theron Fleming , @jacob , among others
Hurriedly, she scrolled through her feed, the sinking feeling in her stomach growing with each message that she skimmed. It was worse than she had imagined. Most of the posts appeared to have been written as quickly as possible, and some were more coherent than others. Blair was able to piece together some of what had happened, although she feared that some students were more concerned with updating the outside world than with saving themselves.
"F**k," Blair breathed out, her hands beginning to shake. Her voice trembled more than she wanted it to. She didn't want to alarm the entire shop when there were still clients in the middle of being tattooed, but a tattoo could be finished up later. "Hogwarts is on f**king fire," she stated, not knowing what to do first. The Order needed as many reinforcements as possible, no doubt, but Blair wasn't sure that she could think clearly enough to Disapparate to Hogsmeade without getting Splinched in the process. As quickly as she could, she sent off a message to as many of her contacts as she could who were neither students nor in the Order themselves and possibly in the vicinity, wishing that she could have just screamed it:
if near hogsmeade, get out NOW.
Still shaking, she hit send, already knowing that there would be some additional confusion as people came to realize what was happening. If she could do nothing else but keep anyone else from getting hurt, Blair thought, it would be worth it.
OOC: For reference if desired — @maria , @idris , cordelia regan smith , Elijah Theron Fleming , @jacob , among others
