blackgale | Entries tagged with location: amelia's house

[There's a few things that are different, but some things don't really change.

Amelia, a.k.a. "The Emerald Witch" a.k.a. the protege of the Witch King is having a normal human day all things considered. Her co-workers at high school have no idea how a "young" woman like her could keep on top of her work and make time for her Literature students (and sometimes she's not sure either), but Amelia managed.

Now that it's early afternoon on the weekend, Amelia wants to finish up a good book, right after doing something she recently picked up on... watercolors! There's something relaxing about the activity, at least when she paints her own garden. She walks outside with her materials, but then she stops after exiting from the back. Her brow furrows and she wrinkles her nose.]

... Strange. Was I supposed to receive a visitor?

recluserose

[Something felt wrong.

There is a snap and Amelia looks down to see the tip of her pencil has broken. She wasn't even writing with that much force to begin with. It was a small thing, but felt like one of the most ominous signs she had ever seen in her current life. The witch lets out a heavy sigh and gathers up her graded papers. She knows she's not going to get much done tonight with all these thoughts and concerns brewing in her head.

Of course she had seen the news about the pandemonium in London; every time there was a strange or out of control series of events, she followed it closely, especially if it had to do with a certain group of heroes. The only good thing about the ensuing chaos was that the veil of obscurity that covered the magical community increased. Amelia herself was facing less and less encounters with trouble.

But that was what they would call the calm before the storm even if one had literally just passed.

Evening had fallen over the town of Blackgale and the autumn night sky looked clearer than ever. Amelia stepped outside to her garden. Despite the changing seasons, her flowers were still in bloom and brightly colored. It almost cheered her up. Almost. She looks up at the sky, thoughts of the Nine Realms, Asgard, and that particular someone come up in her mind. If anything, it was hard not to think of those things when the stars were in sight. It was a reminder of what was so close, but so far away and out of her reach.]

... I don't suppose I'll be hearing back from them for a while.

recluserose

[Time has passed since several major catastrophes have come and gone leaving the planet Earth in a tentative state. World governments are doing their best to maintain order, people all over the world are trying to maintain ordinary lives even after witnessing the extraordinary. No other place is doing ordinary best than the town of Blackgale in sunny California.

Then again, it's always been able to do so, what with a witch in its midst. Speaking of which, it's summertime, which means no school and that means Amelia is completely and totally...!!

Very, very, very, busy and very much in danger.

There's two loud explosions of sorts; one where a green signal of light is shot into the air, a beacon calling for help and the other is when Amelia's knocked out of the door and then outside into her garden. She quickly casts a spell, making a dome around her place so that no one would immediately come running towards the scene of disaster.

At least one wall has been breached and her personal possessions including books are strewn everywhere; how was she to know that at least ONE door would lead to another dimension for certain? Or that it would contain at least three strange looking creatures, ones that look very familiar from the footage in New York where... Oh, goddammit.

Amelia's glasses are cracked and she gets up facing three Chitauri. She had closed up the door with magic, but it would only be temporary. She's brimming with magic and looking more or less irate!]

It's just another one of those days isn't it? I'll teach you beasts not to mess with me or summer vacation!

[Thank god no one is around to hear her say that cheesy line.]

recluserose

[Amelia's home, pacing back and forth. She had called Madigan over and well... she looks upset. And understandably so. It had been a while since she had seen either Thor or Loki and if her tracking spell was correct (and it took a hell of a long time to make sure it was right; she was dealing with the Trickster God after all), Loki was on earth-- but she was also following news and... WELP there was that incident in Germany that finally clinched it.

Amelia throws her hands up in the air in exasperation and some green magic seems to spark around her to match her mood.]

What the HELL does he think he's doing!?

[She mad.]

recluserose

[Advanced Placement tests are just around the corner and that means Amelia has to come home a little later than usual due to holding review sessions at school. It was one of the few times in her life where she felt like getting a migraine from having to go over lines from Paradise Lost or the symbols and language of Moby Dick, or the extensive relationship between the characters in Wuthering Heights.

Just ENOUGH already! She wanted to go home and rest peacefully as usual! But when walking up to her door and about to turn the knob, it hits her that going home isn't 'the usual' anymore.

For the first time in a long while she knows someone is waiting for her.

Not letting her tired and irate mood get to her, she enters.]

I'm home!

recluserose

((ooc: AU based on this thread... but BEFORE that thread if that makes sense tl;dr))

[Amelia's home is quiet because obviously Amelia herself is missing from it. It's been a few hours from this world's perspective since she's last left...

Then suddenly there is a flash of green light and Amelia appears clinging to

spellbent and they look worse for wear, especially her. Her hair's undone, her glasses are missing, and generally she's just recovering from a very harrowing situation.

But she seems to be more concerned for her guest than herself.]

We made it! Just in time too. [She still seems to be giving off an emerald green glow... They really were lucky.]

Warren, you're not hurt anywhere are you?

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... there was a little town ...

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