After the Attack
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After the Attack
by Hermie Mon Jun 04, 2012 10:34 pm
Hermione Photowedge, Gearholder of Lore; looked into the mirror. She had recently rinsed her face with cool water before drying it with a heated, fluffy towel. She sighed, obviously still angry at what had happened. She had been trying to make up from another's mistake, attempting to arrest a murderer; but instead, was felt up by some old, ugly, gnomish pervert, had her purse stolen, her lip cut and alongside Lieutenant Tirilik Sparkit; tied up, knocked out and dumped in the Deeprun Tram.
Hermione peered at a delicate, red rose that was given to her not an hour ago by a mysterious gnome with radical, blond hair- one of the members involved in the attack who evidentley felt sorry.
Hermione sighed once more, before slipping on a small cardigan, putting a fluffy red bow in her hair, plonking on her matching, fur-lined, leather slippers and heading to her office.
On the way she ordered her trusty butler to get her a warm mug of tea with milk and two sugars- just the way she liked it.
She sat down carefully with a smile. Warm and Safe... She thought to herself. Just as she opened her small notebook and started scribbling down various key indetifications about those who had assaulted her and Lieutenant Sparkit, she felt uneasy.
Slowly and carefully, keeping her eyes fixated at the window opposite her desk; put her pen down, closed her notepad and called out in the bravest and clearest voice she could muster at that present time after still being in shock from the attack, "I know you're in here..."
Hermione peered at a delicate, red rose that was given to her not an hour ago by a mysterious gnome with radical, blond hair- one of the members involved in the attack who evidentley felt sorry.
Hermione sighed once more, before slipping on a small cardigan, putting a fluffy red bow in her hair, plonking on her matching, fur-lined, leather slippers and heading to her office.
On the way she ordered her trusty butler to get her a warm mug of tea with milk and two sugars- just the way she liked it.
She sat down carefully with a smile. Warm and Safe... She thought to herself. Just as she opened her small notebook and started scribbling down various key indetifications about those who had assaulted her and Lieutenant Sparkit, she felt uneasy.
Slowly and carefully, keeping her eyes fixated at the window opposite her desk; put her pen down, closed her notepad and called out in the bravest and clearest voice she could muster at that present time after still being in shock from the attack, "I know you're in here..."
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Re: After the Attack
by Hermie Tue Jun 05, 2012 9:40 am
A shrill high-pitched cackle filled the room. Hermione spun round, to find that two of her plant pots where shaking slightly. Suddenley a shadowy figure ran out and behind the sofa.
Hermione only got a glimpse of the shadow-shrouded creature, not enough to tell the gender, but she was positive it was a gnome.
The mysterious gnome let out another cackle which sent shivers down Hermione's spine. Slowly, all the tension in the room grew stronger as the office fell into silence.
Without warning, the gnome popped its head up from behind the sofa, reveiling a young gnomish girl; with tanned skin, brown eyes and short black hair. She had a generally gritty look about her and it was obvious from a single glance, she was from the streets.
"What gave me away?" the gnome smirked. She pulled herself onto the sofa, using her upper-body strength and plonked herself down into a comfy position with her grimey, dirty shoes going all over the expensively embroided cushions.
"I would say make yourself at home, but you seem to have achieved such already...." Hermione frowned looking at the gnomish girl, noticing two very sharp looking throwing knives attached to her thigh. "Snibsinisia Scarlett Serena Soolie Steamheart, is it?"
The tanned girl giggled, before nodding. "Snibs the Sneak, is what I'm usually called, but being a Gearholder I suppose you want to be more formal an' all."
"Whatever insures you get the job done quicker, Snibs." Hermione grinned evily, clasping her hands together and thinking of horrible things that she was going to make Snibs accomplish for her.
Hermione only got a glimpse of the shadow-shrouded creature, not enough to tell the gender, but she was positive it was a gnome.
The mysterious gnome let out another cackle which sent shivers down Hermione's spine. Slowly, all the tension in the room grew stronger as the office fell into silence.
Without warning, the gnome popped its head up from behind the sofa, reveiling a young gnomish girl; with tanned skin, brown eyes and short black hair. She had a generally gritty look about her and it was obvious from a single glance, she was from the streets.
"What gave me away?" the gnome smirked. She pulled herself onto the sofa, using her upper-body strength and plonked herself down into a comfy position with her grimey, dirty shoes going all over the expensively embroided cushions.
"I would say make yourself at home, but you seem to have achieved such already...." Hermione frowned looking at the gnomish girl, noticing two very sharp looking throwing knives attached to her thigh. "Snibsinisia Scarlett Serena Soolie Steamheart, is it?"
The tanned girl giggled, before nodding. "Snibs the Sneak, is what I'm usually called, but being a Gearholder I suppose you want to be more formal an' all."
"Whatever insures you get the job done quicker, Snibs." Hermione grinned evily, clasping her hands together and thinking of horrible things that she was going to make Snibs accomplish for her.
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Re: After the Attack
by Hermie Tue Jun 05, 2012 9:54 pm
Gearholder Photowedge's butler brought in another tea for Snibs, aswell as the one for Hermione, and the two sat down on opposites sides of the desk, discussing a plan for the capture of murderer and prison escapee, Cohlian Spinwheel.
Finally, after a good two hours; it was decided that should Snibs succeed in the capturing of Cohlian whilst him being alive, she would receive the set bounty aswell as a ten gold coin bonus- Hermione desired to see Cohlian locked up in jail for life, as she was sure as soon as he got the chance, he would kill her.
Due to the fact, that the Wanted Posters around Ironforge and Stormwind did not show any picture or say any description of Spinwheel; Hermione gave Snibs a picture of the accused criminal as a guide for finding her man, aswell as informing her where he was likely to hide.
Snibs, took the photograph and had a good look before sticking it on the door, and walking back to Hermione in the middle of the office.
"Your sure you can remember his face?" asked Hermione.
"Easy."
Snibs, in one swift motion, unclipped one of the throwing knives attached to her thigh and flinged it at the stuck up photo. The dagger landed right between the picture of Cohlian Spinwheel's eyes and for the first time that night, Gearholder Hermione Photowedge was filled with a shread of hope.
Finally, after a good two hours; it was decided that should Snibs succeed in the capturing of Cohlian whilst him being alive, she would receive the set bounty aswell as a ten gold coin bonus- Hermione desired to see Cohlian locked up in jail for life, as she was sure as soon as he got the chance, he would kill her.
Due to the fact, that the Wanted Posters around Ironforge and Stormwind did not show any picture or say any description of Spinwheel; Hermione gave Snibs a picture of the accused criminal as a guide for finding her man, aswell as informing her where he was likely to hide.
Snibs, took the photograph and had a good look before sticking it on the door, and walking back to Hermione in the middle of the office.
"Your sure you can remember his face?" asked Hermione.
"Easy."
Snibs, in one swift motion, unclipped one of the throwing knives attached to her thigh and flinged it at the stuck up photo. The dagger landed right between the picture of Cohlian Spinwheel's eyes and for the first time that night, Gearholder Hermione Photowedge was filled with a shread of hope.
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