09-16-2014, 10:06 AM
Before Asha could answer, there was some commotion at the door. Emily looked up to see a scene taking place. A man had a gun to a woman's head. Another man and a woman with red hair stood in front of the pair. The woman caught her attention, something drawing Emily to her light a moth to a flame. It was similar to what she felt around her sisters and it was the same feeling she had gotten around Chelsea at U of I.
Emily pushed it away, her desire to help those in trouble taking precedence. "He can't hurt her,"
Emily whispered. The words reached through her block and she felt the sweetness of her magic flowing through her as she sent air to grab the weapon and pull it away for the woman. She stopped as the man next to the red haired woman approached approached the man. In his position, she might injured him.
The men spoke, one without a gun calming the other man down. Eventually the man handed over the weapon and Emily breathed a sigh of relief as she let go of her magic.
Then the gunman clutched at his chest. He appeared to be having a heart attack. "Can someone call for an ambulance?"
The man said.
"I got it."
Emily said as she pulled out her Wallet. The design was sleek and new. It was a prototype to be released to the public later next year.
She called emergency services and reported the heart attack. When asked what her name was she responded, "Emily Shale
and then cursed her self inwardly for doing so. If there was press in the room, they would start bugging her. She should have done so anonymously. The call finished and they gave her an ETA of 3 minutes.
"They'll be here in about three minutes."
The man's shock told her that the man didn't make it though.
Edited by Emily Shale, Sep 16 2014, 10:06 AM.
Emily pushed it away, her desire to help those in trouble taking precedence. "He can't hurt her,"
Emily whispered. The words reached through her block and she felt the sweetness of her magic flowing through her as she sent air to grab the weapon and pull it away for the woman. She stopped as the man next to the red haired woman approached approached the man. In his position, she might injured him.
The men spoke, one without a gun calming the other man down. Eventually the man handed over the weapon and Emily breathed a sigh of relief as she let go of her magic.
Then the gunman clutched at his chest. He appeared to be having a heart attack. "Can someone call for an ambulance?"
The man said.
"I got it."
Emily said as she pulled out her Wallet. The design was sleek and new. It was a prototype to be released to the public later next year.
She called emergency services and reported the heart attack. When asked what her name was she responded, "Emily Shale
and then cursed her self inwardly for doing so. If there was press in the room, they would start bugging her. She should have done so anonymously. The call finished and they gave her an ETA of 3 minutes.
"They'll be here in about three minutes."
The man's shock told her that the man didn't make it though.
Edited by Emily Shale, Sep 16 2014, 10:06 AM.