Post by Lissianna Delacruz on May 28, 2012 18:07:34 GMT -8
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8:02 pm, December 18th, 2011
"Whisper, have you noticed anything odd outside lately?" Lissianna asked, not looking up from her mending. She had ripped her pants in the garden earlier today and needed it mended before she forgot. She had been startled by a weird vibe, as if she were being watched, and her pants got caught on the briar patch she was pruning. It was odd. She hadn't felt like this before and didn't like it one bit. She was thankful her wand had been her the entire time.
Whisper does not go outside, Misses. Whisper feels uneasy in the open today, came the soft reply. The house elf was doing her own mending by the fireplace, aprons, rags, that sort of thing. They tried to do many of their chores together. That was their comfort.
Liss nodded at her friend's response. "I have not heard any wildlife today. It is quite disturbing." Normally, she'd hear some chirping or some rustling, crickets, something. Today was dead silent, like every animal was in hiding. It scared her. Hopefully, her shield will hold if the threat existed outside her boundary line. If not, her tripwire alarm should give her enough time to escape. At least there was a difference in sound, and sensation, between the Tripwire spell and the Shield spell. Ever since Professor Faust came, it'd been helpful.
"Shall we clean the dishes now, Whisper?" she asked, packing up her sewing kit. The house elf nodded and packed up her own kit. They had just barely finished putting away their projects when a loud screeching blared through the manor. Liss gasped loudly and clapped her hands over her ears, squinting her eyes shut. When she was sampling the sounds with Professor Faust, the sound wasn't quite that loud. Loud enough to startle Whisper into disappearing in a poof of smoke.
She didn't turn off the alarm, but made her way up to her staircase, the only place she could think of to defend herself. The sound was still deafening, but at least now she knew that the threat could come from the front. The alarm would stop when whoever was trying to get through her shield got farther than 10 yards from it. All she could do was wait.
Lyrics from "PATD" - "Northern Downpour"