Ohh. Eh. More party than that.
Well, it’s still a good thing to do, or whatever. Those things are usually a big hit.
I don’t know what “that” kind of party is.
I wouldn’t call it a celebration. More of a distraction. Plus I’m gonna be telling people to bring donations and stuff for everyone who lost their homes or jobs.
Oh, it’s that kind of party, huh?
They won’t be in town. Plus they usually don’t care as long as I clean up after.
So, like a post earthquake celebration?
Ooh, fun! But aren’t your parents gonna throw a bunch of fits?
Party at my house tomorrow night. Figured people could use a distraction.
"Ah but those homes don’t have crates of tequila and cute barmen, do they?" Jocelyn chuckled, shaking her head at the brunette. "You’re terrible, Bridget." Jocelyn shrugged, looking over at her boss. "I kinda believe in it. Not in the spiritual, God control us kind of way but I think that if you’re nice to people then you’re more likely to get that back, you know?"
"I know. Terrible is me." she responded in a playful manner. But when Jocelyn commented on how she viewed karma, Bridget had to refrain from rolling her eyes. "Barely. It doesn’t matter if you’re a good person or not. You do good things and bad stuff still happens to you all the same."
”Seventeen. And that extra year makes all the difference. Trust me.” Jocelyn followed Bridget out of the building before looking around at the damage surrounding the place. “It looks worse from up here. Damn it, where are people going to go?” The Grill seemed to be one of those places that a small town centres around. “Because we helped people? You have to admit that was a good thing to do though. And karma will definitely reward us for it one day.”
"They have these nice things called homes. Else we’ll just take them to the pound so they can sleep there.” she was being sarcastic with that last bit, but that was honestly just who Bridget was. A little fun never hurt anybody, did it? “Yeah, well… When you’re ten centuries and counting, you stop believing in things like karma.”
"Not wrinkles! I’m already ageing terribly. I swear I found a grey hair the other day." Jocelyn look around her as people started to leave the Grill. Most of them looked shaken up, but ultimately unharmed which was all she could ask for. There might have been people out there that she couldn’t get to but she had done her best. "Oh come on. Aside from all the earthquake horror, that was pretty cool. We might have saved lives, Bridget. That’s awesome."
“Please.” she rolled her eyes. “You’re like what, sixteen? You’re not gonna age yet.” Bridget commented, stepping over the debris until she found the exit of Mystic Grill, moving out of the building. Saved lives. Her? Whenever she did that, she didn’t even realize she was doing it, like earlier when she shoved Jocelyn aside because she knew the crack would appear in the ground. “I kinda get the creeps when you talk like that.”
"It’s really over? Thank God." Jocelyn lifted the barrier spell but she couldn’t quite feel relieved, not yet. Everyone in the Grill was fine but there were others out there that could be hurt. People she knew. She turned to Bridget, a smile on her lips. "We make a pretty good team outside of work too, huh?"
"They’ll be fine, stop worrying so much, it provokes wrinkles." Bridget replied, seeing how Jocelyn was still worried because they hadn’t managed to get every single person to safety. If it was one thing Bridget had learned over the centuries, it was that you couldn’t always save everybody. That was impossible, and you had to accept that you couldn’t be everywhere at once. As the witch gave a smile, the brunette tilted her head slightly, looking down at the other girl. "Don’t get ahead of yourself yet, mmh?"
Ordinarily Jocelyn would be concerned about leaving someone that she cared about alone in a situation like this but she knew that Bridget was strong. Stronger than she’d ever be, and totally capable of taking care of herself. She grinned at the brunette, shrugging. “I might come back missing an arm or something but my vital organs will be intact.” She leaned forward, hugging Bridget quickly before speeding out of the Grill as fast as her legs could carry her. It seemed that the majority of people had left the streets but there were still a few stragglers wandering around, scared and confused. Jocelyn gathered them together, heading back to the Grill but there was still a knot of concern in her stomach. As they got back and she reached Bridget again she sighed. “I still don’t think that’s everyone. What are we going to do? There might still be people out there that I’ve missed and…” Her sentence trailed off, concern etched on her features.
When Jocelyn came back, the earthquake was already starting to fade away, causing Bridget to stare around, hoping that the ceiling wouldn’t give because of all the people in the basement, people who couldn’t get out of that space because of the boundary spell. “It’s over.” the brunette let the other girl know. “You can make the spell stop so the barrier comes down. I think they’re all safe. Not from aftershock, but I think the worst is over.”
"Not out? Got it. No problem." It was a simple spell for Jocelyn, one that she had been practicing since she first received her family Grimoire. But there was something troubling her about it. "If something happens when I’m gone, call me right away so I can come and lift the spell okay? You know like if I fire starts or someone bad gets down here."
"I got it, don’t worry." Bridget reassured the witch. She wasn’t gonna go into the basement herself, because then she couldn’t leave, but she could keep an eye on them all the same and make sure that those bad people Jocelyn was talking about didn’t get past her. "Just make sure you come back in one piece."
"I’m sorry, I talked before my brain got a chance to tell me to shut up." Jocelyn bit down on her lip, she never wanted to offend Bridget. She liked her boss she had taken a chance on her and given her a job when she needed one and she would always be grateful for that. The last thing that she wanted to do was upset her. In an instant, Bridget was gone and Jocelyn was left standing amidst the chaos unfolding on the streets. She grabbed the first person that she saw, explaining to them that people were being taken to the Grill as a safety measure. She told the stranger to spread the word and tell everyone they passed on their journey. The earthquake was only getting worse so Jocelyn had to move fast. Soon, she had gathered quite the crowd and they made their way to Grill. Rushing down to the basement, she found Bridget. "I have to go back out there, there’s still a lot of people.."
Before Jocelyn arrived at the building, she’d already heard the girl approach with a group of locals. Bridget instructed them to go down into the basement, then looked back to the witch. Part of her could barely believe she was actually helping out, but she tried not to think about it too much. “Don’t forget to do the boundary spell. Like one of those where they can only go in but not out?”