RP: Trapped and Angry
Date: November 25, 2004
Character(s): Gabrielle, Theo, Fleur
Location: Theo's house on the hill
Status: Private
Summary: Gabrielle wakes in Theo's house, only to find she can't leave.
Completion: Complete
Gabrielle's eyes snapped open, the witch shooting upright and reaching for where her wand usually would have been, mumbling a Shield spell and panicking a bit when neither went the way she'd expected. Instincively diving for the nearest corner, Gabrielle's eyes flitted over the room, the Veela battling to be let out.
She spotted her wand on a nearby endtable and snatched it up, feeling something vaguely wrong with it, but ignoring it in favor of finding out just where she was. She was in an unfamiliar room, she was fairly sure she'd never seen it before, and while she didn't feel violated physically, her robes were neatly laid out nearby and her clothes weren't in disarray or arranged other than the way she typically put them on, she definitely felt it mentally, and Gabrielle was completely sure that this was Theo's fault, or at least his house.
There was the nearly inaudible keen of a dog outside her door, and she opened it to see Beelzebub, who promptly jumped up and started to lick her face. Slightly reassured by the dog's presence, Gabrielle ventured out into the house proper, seething and holding her wand in front of her, waiting for someone to leap out at her and ready to hex them into a viscuous goo if they dared.
Once the house was checked out to her, well almost, satisfaction, Gabrielle attempted to leave, only to have an invisible force bar her progress. She growled and checked the wards, only to find that her wand had been rendered completely useless against them.
Settling into a chair near the door, Gabrielle glared holes into it, waiting for Theo and radiating a murderous rage.
He was most definitely dead when he got back, with or without a logical explanation- the Veela inside her would make sure of it.
Character(s): Gabrielle, Theo, Fleur
Location: Theo's house on the hill
Status: Private
Summary: Gabrielle wakes in Theo's house, only to find she can't leave.
Completion: Complete
Gabrielle's eyes snapped open, the witch shooting upright and reaching for where her wand usually would have been, mumbling a Shield spell and panicking a bit when neither went the way she'd expected. Instincively diving for the nearest corner, Gabrielle's eyes flitted over the room, the Veela battling to be let out.
She spotted her wand on a nearby endtable and snatched it up, feeling something vaguely wrong with it, but ignoring it in favor of finding out just where she was. She was in an unfamiliar room, she was fairly sure she'd never seen it before, and while she didn't feel violated physically, her robes were neatly laid out nearby and her clothes weren't in disarray or arranged other than the way she typically put them on, she definitely felt it mentally, and Gabrielle was completely sure that this was Theo's fault, or at least his house.
There was the nearly inaudible keen of a dog outside her door, and she opened it to see Beelzebub, who promptly jumped up and started to lick her face. Slightly reassured by the dog's presence, Gabrielle ventured out into the house proper, seething and holding her wand in front of her, waiting for someone to leap out at her and ready to hex them into a viscuous goo if they dared.
Once the house was checked out to her, well almost, satisfaction, Gabrielle attempted to leave, only to have an invisible force bar her progress. She growled and checked the wards, only to find that her wand had been rendered completely useless against them.
Settling into a chair near the door, Gabrielle glared holes into it, waiting for Theo and radiating a murderous rage.
He was most definitely dead when he got back, with or without a logical explanation- the Veela inside her would make sure of it.