It was almost a good thing that Asha was trapped in Hogsmeade. It seemed as if something new came up for work every day he was here. The bad news was he and his camera always seemed to miss it. Yesterday he'd narrowly avoided the whole troll situation as he made his way down High Street, having ducked into the Three Broomsticks for a bite when choas had broken out down the street. His hide thanked him for the refuge but his camera glared at him knowing it for a missed opportunity. So he'd made his way to the totaled candy store this morning to capture a photo of it. Others had flocked to peer through the fog at what remained, the troll and survivors having already been removed.
Gossip ran hot through the crowd, murmuring who might have been there, how had it happened. They speculated on whether or not the ministry would get involved. Asha ignored them and set up his camera to capture what he could. The words of the gentleman from the other day ringing in his head. It was hard to capture anything note worthy in the fog. Suddenly a hush grew over the crowd and Asha's camera lens went dark. He popped his head out from under the curtain thinking it a malfunction when panicked voices greeted him. It was utterly and completely dark. The pale sunlight that had reached through the fog was entirely gone. He ducked back under the curtain, knowing he wouldn't be able to see anything and pressed to capture whatever picture there was to capture with the flash in the fog.
The flash had just gone off when his camera was jostled by someone next to him. A curse flew out of Asha's mouth as it made to fall down. Desperately he reached to catch the camera on its downward descent to impending doom, his arms snagged around it and the curtain and toppled him, the fragile camera, and the person who had knocked them to the ground. A string of curses flew from Asha's mouth, caring little about who might be around them in that moment. He wrestled with the curtain of the camera, desperately trying to free himself and find out what was going on out there.
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Amazing Elaine set!
Gossip ran hot through the crowd, murmuring who might have been there, how had it happened. They speculated on whether or not the ministry would get involved. Asha ignored them and set up his camera to capture what he could. The words of the gentleman from the other day ringing in his head. It was hard to capture anything note worthy in the fog. Suddenly a hush grew over the crowd and Asha's camera lens went dark. He popped his head out from under the curtain thinking it a malfunction when panicked voices greeted him. It was utterly and completely dark. The pale sunlight that had reached through the fog was entirely gone. He ducked back under the curtain, knowing he wouldn't be able to see anything and pressed to capture whatever picture there was to capture with the flash in the fog.
The flash had just gone off when his camera was jostled by someone next to him. A curse flew out of Asha's mouth as it made to fall down. Desperately he reached to catch the camera on its downward descent to impending doom, his arms snagged around it and the curtain and toppled him, the fragile camera, and the person who had knocked them to the ground. A string of curses flew from Asha's mouth, caring little about who might be around them in that moment. He wrestled with the curtain of the camera, desperately trying to free himself and find out what was going on out there.
Amazing Elaine set!