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Post by emma michelle fernsby on Jul 10, 2022 14:17:10 GMT -5
 Emma stopped screaming when she was dropped to the floor. Not because she wanted to, but because the impact drove the air from her lungs. She gasped, trying to fill them again. Sareena was gone, gone, gone… Emma was drenched in her fiancee’s blood, having tried desperately to crawl through a pool of it to get to her- but she hadn’t been able to save her. Hadn’t had time to fully register everything, only to see those glazed over eyes, lifeless where they had once sparkled, empty, hollow… A pained, breathless sob tumbled from her lips. Emma couldn’t even be afraid, undoubtedly the strange man who had murdered Sareena in cold blood was going to kill her too. She just wished he’d done it there and gotten it over with, so they could have gone together… She curled up the best her bound limbs would allow, tears falling freely. If the man said anything to her she didn’t hear it, but he eventually yanked her injured hand out from the ball she’d made of herself. Emma gasped, tried to pull it back, but he was far stronger. The cut she’d gotten on broken glass was deep, the wound stung, throbbed with each heartbeat. Maybe he was going to take that knife and deepen it, let her bleed out as her fiancee had… Emma tugged desperately, tears flowing, breath coming in shuddering gasps. To her surprise, however, the man healed the cut across her palm and wrist, it was done poorly, crooked and scabbed, but he’d stopped the bleeding and wrapped it in a bandage with a surprising gentleness for someone capable of such brutality. He said something to her, but through her tears Emma couldn’t see it, nor did she especially care. What fate would be awaiting her if she had been healed instead of further wounded? Did it even matter? Her life as she knew it was over. Emma cried until her eyes ran dry, not noticing that the man had left, not noticing someone else approaching until the strange woman had knelt beside her on the floor. Emma flinched, trying to roll away, but not able to move very far with how she had been bound. “P-please,” Emma stammered pitifully, unsure if she was begging for death, or for mercy. Perhaps it was both. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by thalia phoebe tomaras on Jul 13, 2022 20:08:56 GMT -5
You said, remember that life is
Not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun  All things considered, Antonio’s mission hadn’t gone too poorly. He’d achieved the main objective, which was really all that Thalia had asked. The collateral damage wasn’t ideal, sure, but it had been dramatic enough to get extra attention from the Order. And of course, from Claire Fernsby herself. After all, she was the true target of all this. Thalia had been inside the Order for a while now, but Claire had proven a difficult nut to crack. Piper seemed to like Thalia well enough and certainly Claire had no problems with her. But they weren’t friends or very close even in their allyship. And Thalia knew that Claire had good intel, intel that Piper was keeping close to the vest. Perhaps even intel beyond that, though chances of that were slimmer. Like everyone, Claire had her weak points. In this case, two sisters and one wife. One sister and one wife were in the Order, so they were less likely to give anything up. Plus, they were harder to kidnap. Emma, though, well, Emma was an easier target. And, from what Thalia had observed at least, she was quite close to Claire. Even if Emma didn’t know all that Thalia hoped, she was likely to get at least one rescue attempt. If Thalia was lucky, Claire could give up something good to get her sister back. Antonio dumped Emma in the basement with a little more ceremony than Thalia had expected, as he healed up her scrape and wrapped it. Perhaps he was a sweeter character than Thalia had imagined. No matter, he’d done enough of the dirty work at this point and Thalia was surely paying him plenty for his silence. She placed a bag of gold into his waiting hands as he came back up, giving him a short nod before seeing him out. And then she headed down to the basement. It was dark and dim down here, stone walls that were cold and a little damp due to poor insulation. Thalia truly hadn’t used this part of the house much, but it would do for Emma, at least for now. The middle Fernsby was already curled up into a corner, crying as Thalia approached. Thalia slid a metal chair into the room, but abandoned it at the center as she knelt beside her captive, looking her over curiously. ”P-please.”Thalia tilted her head- a boring start, to be sure. ”Please, what?” she asked, though she was unsure if the woman was looking at her closely enough to read her lips. She reached for Emma, hand finding her chin and pulling it up and forward. ”You’ll read my lips or things will get more difficult for you,” she said slowly and clearly, her eyes starting to shimmer with excitement. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by emma michelle fernsby on Jul 17, 2022 10:41:52 GMT -5
The vibration of a chair being scraped across the floor startled Emma, her shaky, shuddering breath catching in her throat. She pressed herself further into the corner, as if hoping she could phase through the wall, slip away into nothingness. The idea held appeal, whatever awaited her in this dark corner would be far worse than being released to the void. She hadn’t thought much about her overdose over a year ago, but she now felt a longing for that warm drifting sensation, maybe Sareena would be waiting for her over there, on the other side of what happened after one drifted away. But there was no such warmth here. Only fear, and cold, and damp. Emma shivered involuntarily, wrapping her arms around herself, as if shrinking into as small a ball as she could get would improve anything. Her hand still ached, the friction against the barely closed wound was painful, but Emma hardly felt it- how could she, when she was still soaked in the blood of the woman she loved? Acrid, metallic, horrible scent of death, it was sticky against her skin, had grown cold, just as Sareena now was. The woman who had knelt before her was unfamiliar, dark haired and bright eyed, too normal, too clean, to be another unwilling captive. Who was she then? She said something, but Emma didn’t catch it, her vision too blurred from her tears, her gaze looking anywhere but the person in front of her, who was apt to only bring more pain. Emma wanted to be indifferent to the prospect, wanted to dare her captor to kill her as Sareena had been- but the primal, animalistic part of her brain still wanted to live, bathing her in fear and adrenaline, sending her heart practically into her throat as it raced. She yelped instinctively when the woman grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at her when she spoke next. Emma didn’t catch all of it, whether due to the woman’s accent, the blur of her tears, or the raw panic still coursing through her. But she saw enough to get the gist. “I- I don’t unders-stand,” Emma stammered, her voice felt thick and clumsy on her tongue. She sniffed, using the back of her bandaged hand to dab at her eyes, blinking into clearer vision. “What do you want from me?” She tried to shy away from the woman’s hold on her face, but having pressed herself so far into the corner, she didn’t have any further to go. She was stuck, a helpless captive, she’d have to speak with this person- who undoubtedly would end up disappointed. Of her household the only one who had useful intel was dead on the greenhouse floor. Emma knew nothing of value, she was just a florist, she’d been trying to keep out of all this… MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by thalia phoebe tomaras on Sept 8, 2022 18:12:36 GMT -5
You said, remember that life is
Not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun This was the only actually interesting thing Thalia had done since Damian and Noa’s engagement party, so a jolt of adrenaline ran through her as she grabbed onto Emma Fernsby’s face. Thalia was rather small, but she did what she could to peer over her captive, pushing her further down into the little corner even as she ensured that Emma was looking right at her face. Her deafness presented a challenge, sure, but also an opportunity. ”I- I don’t understand. What do you want from me?”Thalia rolled her eyes. Why was it that captives never understood why they were taken or what their true value could be? This woman was the sister of an Order second. Were Thalia in her position, she would’ve assumed that the worst would come for her one day. Honestly, Thalia was lucky that she had thought of this attack first. Any of the stupid followers or even the former Death Eaters could’ve thought of this. She didn’t respond for a moment, releasing Emma with a little shove into the cement wall behind her. Thalia turned around, pulling the metal chair toward her, before spinning around neatly and sitting on it, leaning over the back to stare at her captive. She waited a bit for Emma to compose herself and look back up at her- it would do no good to speak while her prisoner wasn’t looking. ”It’s very simple,” she stated as plainly as she could, though she smirked immediately after she’d said it. ”Your sister, Claire. I want to know everything about her.” Thalia paused a moment to let Emma consider this, fiddling with her wand in her jacket. ”Do you understand?” she asked in a taunting tone that would be lost on Emma. Instead, she pulled out her wand and leveled it Emma for emphasis. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by emma michelle fernsby on Sept 17, 2022 15:25:00 GMT -5
The woman’s eye roll was impossible to miss, already Emma had disappointed her it seemed. Her proximity to prominent people in the Order dawned on her through the haze of shock, grief, pain. She’d assumed that she would be left alone in all of this, Emma had kept her distance from the conflict, at first due to her own personal demons, and later out of her own fear, her own hesitance. She would only be a burden to the cause, Claire had taught her enough to defend herself, allegedly, but when the war had come to her that evening she’d been helpless. And Sareena was dead because of it. Emma dug her teeth into her quivering lip, trying and failing not to dwell on the stickiness of her fiancee’s blood coagulated between her fingers. This stranger was terrifying, she wanted to hide her face, retreat as far into herself as she could, but the warning she’d been able to lip read told her it would be a poor idea. On the same token, however, she couldn’t see how things could get worse- everything that mattered to her was gone. She blinked in surprise when she was thrust back against the wall, the thunk of her skull against stone enough to put stars in her vision- combined with the tears that wouldn’t stop coming, it made it hard to catch what the stranger was saying. Sister, Claire, everything, understand? Emma dissolved into sobs again despite her best efforts. “I don’t k-know anything I s-s-swear,” Emma stammered, unsure how inteligible her words even were, she was panicking now, not taking care with how they felt as they formed in her mouth. “P-please, I’m only a f-f-florist.” A florist with a dead fiancee. Emma let out a pained sob, knowing she had to come up with something given the wand pointed at her. “Sh-she works at the hospital, her pie crusts are always b-better than m-mine, her favorite flowers are lilies…” MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by thalia phoebe tomaras on Sept 18, 2022 13:13:43 GMT -5
You said, remember that life is
Not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun It was clear to see the despair on Emma’s face, and the way she cowered in the corner showed her fear. If she were Melina, she’d probably feel sympathy for the girl, ripped from her home. But Thalia had been through hard things and they hadn’t left her with sympathy for others. Instead, she wanted to world to pay. Emma Fernsby could be considered innocent to some, but really she was just another piece on the chessboard that Thalia could play with. ”I don’t k-know anything I s-s-swear. P-please, I’m only a f-f-florist.””You’ll have to do better than that,” Thalia commented, waving her wand slightly as her eyebrows raised in anticipation. Emma was already a sputtering mess, it couldn’t be difficult to get information out of her if Thalia was just a little bit patient. And if the past year or so was any proof, Thalia was very good at being patient. ”Sh-she works at the hospital, her pie crusts are always b-better than m-mine, her favorite flowers are lilies…”Thalia couldn’t help herself, she laughed at the results that came out of Emma’s mouth. ”Lilies? Ironic,” she commented to herself, not caring if Emma understood the words or not. Thalia took a moment of amusement, letting Emma have a momentary reprieve against the wall. The other woman sobbed, but Thalia wasn’t bothered. She had work to do. ”Crucio,” she muttered, flipping her wand lazily as she cast the spell from her perch halfway across the room. She watched with disinterest as her captive crumbled to the ground, distorting in pain. Thalia held the spell for only a few seconds before letting it dissipate, waiting patiently for Emma to compose herself and look back up. It was a while before she could be sure Emma could read her lips once more. ”Don’t be an idiot, tell me something about the Order.”MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by emma michelle fernsby on Oct 1, 2022 14:14:10 GMT -5
Emma knew she wasn’t making sense, that she was sputtering factoids that were next to useless rather than what Thalia wanted, but the terrifying part was it was the best she had. After their falling out, what felt like a lifetime ago, when Claire had been photographed outside the burned Potter home, Emma had resolved to largely ignore her sister’s Order involvement when they reconciled. It wasn’t that Emma disagreed with the Order, it was more her concern for her sister’s safety, when their family had already lost so much. Even her fiancee’s involvement with the cause hadn’t swayed her to join- what good would she have been? All she did was muck things up, need saving. Ironically, she’d done just that all over again without having joined. “You’ll have to do better than that,”But she didn’t have better- which was the problem. One of the things she’d mentioned seemed to amuse Thalia, her head tossed back with her laughter, which Emma’s imagination made to be something shrill and spine-chilling, like a hyena or something. The amusement was short-lived, however, before her captor turned her wand on her for punishment. She didn’t catch the spell as it left her lips, but she didn’t need to as the agony ripped through her. Emma wasn’t sure if she screamed, it felt like everything had stopped except for the excruciating pain, but when it finally let up and she gulped in lungfuls of damp air, trembling, her throat felt raw. She wanted to retreat back into a ball again, or let Thalia kill her, but there wasn’t any getting off easy. Not just yet. Thalia spoke once more. “Don’t be an idiot, tell me something about the Order.”Emma’s lower lip quivered, the only part of her that wasn’t paralyzed by fear, pain. “I-I told you I’m only a f-f-f-florist,” Emma wailed, “p-please I’ll do a-anything, I’ll take V-Veritiserum if you don’t believe me, please.” How quickly she’d been reduced to begging, not wanting to endure any more pain. She’d rather be dead, why wasn’t Thalia seeing her as useless to her cause? MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by thalia phoebe tomaras on Oct 16, 2022 15:20:53 GMT -5
You said, remember that life is
Not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun Thalia had wondered even before this endeavor how much Emma Fernsby might know about the Order. Family was tricky like that- some would tell each other everything, others nothing, and the rest somewhere in between. She’d figured that the Fernsbys were rather close, perhaps Emma would know something from her Order second sister, or the older sister who’d joined more recently. Of course, there was a chance they both kept Emma out of the loop in an attempt to keep her safe. If that were the case, it wasn’t working out so well for any of them. Emma screamed as the cruciatus curse overcame her, though it was a broken sort of sound, like someone who hadn’t heard themselves yell in years. Thalia gritted herself through it, finding herself rolling her eyes slightly as the sound continued a few moments beyond the length of the spell. Finally, Emma composed herself, breathed, and looked back to Thalia. But, would she be useful now? ”I-I told you I’m only a f-f-f-florist. P-please I’ll do a-anything, I’ll take V-Veritiserum if you don’t believe me, please.”Thalia considered this for a moment before shaking her head. ”I prefer other means of telling if you’re truthful,” she commented after a moment. ”But fine, then, a florist. Tell me, Emma, what are you good at? Potions? Growing things? And how good? Tell me something interesting enough and we can be done for the day. I’m guessing you’d prefer that to more curses.”MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by emma michelle fernsby on Oct 29, 2022 13:51:36 GMT -5
Emma trembled from her spot on the floor, willing herself to stop shaking, but finding it impossible. She’d been through a lot in her years, but she hadn’t been tortured before, the lingering pain made her feel sick, like a bad flu. She hadn’t noticed her tears until her vision blurred, she wiped her eyes with the heels of her hands, wincing slightly at the friction on the cut under her bandage, having forgotten about it in light of the torture. She squinted, hating that she had to focus on Thalia so much to avoid more pain. ”I prefer other means of telling if you’re truthful,” Emma’s heart sank. She would have preferred the potion, but it seemed her captor was more fluent in cruelty than common sense. She sniffed, doing her best to compose herself. “But fine, then, a florist. Tell me, Emma, what are you good at? Potions? Growing things? And how good? Tell me something interesting enough and we can be done for the day. I’m guessing you’d prefer that to more curses.”She nodded, perhaps a bit too vigorously. If she never was hit by that curse again it would still be too soon. Emma folded her arms across her chest, squeezing her opposite arms, as if she feared she would fall apart. She nodded again, sucking in a deep breath as she tried to find her voice. “Both. I-I can do b-b-both,” Emma stammered, she paused for another deep breath to steady herself before continuing. “I used to work for Su Bin in Knockturn Alley. I would grow anything he wanted me to in the back room, even without sunlight. I’ve done magical landscaping across Europe, I’ve made potions, I’ve sold potions…” She was rambling. Emma bit her tongue to stop herself, hoping it would be enough use for Thalia. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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