Nothing Arrived

[Trinity Estep]

Disaster Day

Savanna scatters and the seabird sings
So why should we fear what travel brings?
What were we hoping to get out of this?
Some kind of momentary bliss?

Trinity had gone to the Wizarding World Market to have, simply put, a good time. She had already stopped by some of the more popular attractions earlier in the day and as she walked around the pavilion, looked at the stalls and wares and found herself lost in her own daydream, her own momentary bliss.

She had recently been promoted from an intern to a full fledged Healer and by that it meant that she could indulge slightly on herself. Trinity eventually headed deeper into the pavilion, looking more at the stalls and vendors that had limited stock. They wanted to sell all of their products before leaving, this Trinity knew, but yet found nothing she wanted. She felt rather defeated but at the same time, Trinity half-wondered if had she gone earlier in the Market's duration if she would have found something more suited her to her taste.

Trinity rounded a corner and heard the screams before she saw people running in fear. Tigers, they were yelling, something about tigers. It was chaos. She made her way as fast as she could against the crowd, not the wisest decision, but as a Healer, she felt as though she had to find anyone who was injured, and that was when she had come face to face with one: a tiger with wings. The creature was obviously illegal but that was the Ministry's business. Trinity grabbed her wand and held it at the ready, eager to put the newness of it to use. 

It was a standoff. The tiger and Trinity stood, motionless, examining each other as to discover a weakness. The tiger won. It pounced, Trinity cast Stupefy and both fell to the ground, and she felt a sharp pain. Cracks and rumbles followed and she felt thundering architecture crumble around her. She cast a shield charm as quickly as she could, and protected herself the best she could. She opened her eyes, and found herself encased in a small space, trapped. Coughing dust away, she blinked and shouted, "Help!" Her wand, she found it with her fingertips, but she couldn't move her hand to grab it. Why? She looked again. Trapped, a piece of rubble covered her wrist, pinning her sleeve and arm to the ground. 

"Merlin's undergarments," she swore. "Help! I'm trapped!" She looked around, helpless, rubble caught on the ends of her clothes, and so the blonde rested her head against the ground. Someone would clear the rubble away eventually. Or at least she hoped they would. She then saw blood creeping towards face. Raising her head, she looked. Claw marks, deep from the looks of them. "Oh bloody hell," she said to herself. "I need to get out of here."

She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. Patience was required of her to think of a way out. Soon enough, she was asleep. She eventually awoke, hearing rubble being cleared "Help!" she called, voice akin to a croak than an actual human voice. "I'm stuck!"

  

[Alfred Clearwater]

Alfie had never imagined that a marketplace could be such a dangerous place but in the few days that the Wizarding World Market had been active he had been summoned three separate times. The first had been for a small burn and a father over-reacting to his child’s tears that Alfie had quickly put to rights; the second had involved a rogue magic carpet that had dragged several people through the crowds and left more than one of them in need or attention; the third had been a rather grim splinching.

Suffice to say the fourth time he received an alert to attend an emergency immediately Alfie had apparated to the market and immediately found himself in the middle of what could only be described as chaotic hell on earth. He was quickly informed of the situation and, though he knew it was relatively safe for him now, Alfie was still trepidatious as he began to cautiously make his way across the rubble. A small voice drew his attention soon enough and carefully, awaiting the aid of the men tasked with moving the rubble though Alfie felt a deep urge to simply throw himself into helping and using his natural strength to assist. He couldn't though - he was here for quite another purpose and it wouldn't do to get distracted.

"We're coming Miss, please don't worry!"

A large piece of debris was taken away, spilling light into the secluded little space, and Alfie clambered into the space finally, unwilling to wait any longer if someone was in distress. A very particular someone too!

"Miss Estep!" He said with more cheer than the circumstance probably called for. "Thank goodness you're alright!"

  

[Trinity Estep]

The rubble was clearing. This was good news for Trinity. She moved her head as best she could after the large figure that recognized her dropped next to her. "Mister Clearwater!" she exclaimed upon she, too, recognizing her former classmate. "You have no idea how good it is to be so close to being freed!" she exclaimed, voice still raspy.

Happy tears welled up in her eyes, and she started laughing with disbelief. She had been afraid she was going to die under the rubble. "I think a tiger got me. I'm bleeding. I can't feel very much of my arm." Trinity gave a weak smile. "The healer in me thought I should notify you."