as sophie continued her way in the under ground tunnels and sewers as she got out into the breaking dawn light. behind sophie was georgian house of Bloomsbury most of the windows of the places were gone. because of the blasts had sucked out the glass and foot path and road were littered with shimmery shards and dust swirling and the smell of smoke. There was a young bloke in a blue outfit resembling British RAAF.pearing up into the sky.looking at the planes.the young bloke pilot with wings on his arm of his jacket stating that hurricanes may not be as sexy as spitfires and how they are more reliable.The young man said he knew Hampton. The all clear siren had sounded a long steady note announcing for now the raiders had left the skies for now. Retreating from Hurricanes and spitfires.our day light defenders.
Come On lets go said the young pilot they'll send out a search party " The young pilot glanced at his watch its nearly 6am and we have had the all clear , as he grabbed sophies hand, pulling at her. as they ran off down the tunnel before a charm spell was performed as a slight detour through another tunnel a large Yellow sign that Read " DANGER Un EXPLODED BOMB" sophie said a quick prayer for the disposal squad who would be racing there to disarm the bomb.
No rest for the wicked Ha ? the young pilot bloke said as they ran off together saying " Come On Sophie Lets Go " as he found it hard to remain silent as they kept running they made it to Woburn Place opposite Russel Square Underground station was a large mansion block called Russel Court that dominated part of Bloomsbury.and in the buildings basement a garage were 5 unkept ambulances and six cars used to transport the wounded.
By the time Sophie and the young Pilot arrived at the station it was an effort for them to get down to the garage as sophie was out of puff. when the RAAF young pilot removed his metal Hat you could see he had to shield his eyes were sore and gritty with fatigue.he massaged his scalp with his dirty hands and fingers covered in oil grease dirt and grit trying to ease the knots of tension when he blinked at his watch. a small dial showed it was only 6:30.He was hoping it was later. still things were now quiet. as he shrunk to a comfortable resting position and sophie lent against the wall.
a young women the RAAF Pilot guy knew called Maisy entered the garage and found the wash room also trying to wash away the dirt that had collected during her shift as a ambulance officer. . She was a tall dark eyed girl. of 19 with long legs and a calm disposition. who had worked at the Trocadero also a dancer she and sophie had found common ground. Sophie said I saw you a few weeks ago but hadn't had the chance to speak to her but was fairly sure she would like her.
she greeted Maisy as she looked in the half dirt covered mirror her face wasn't to dirty it was varicoloured streaky mess of grime and blood. She groaned as she picked up a bar of soap.and turned on the tap. a few minutes later and her skin as a lot cleaner. Masy looked at her own reflection and laughed.This job is murder on the complexion Yawns Im tired. Your a dancer arent you said sophie I suppose you know how to cover it all up with make up.she nodded yes I do but sometimes you miss small nicks in rushing when you don't have the time. and these nicks you seem to pick up at the incidents will mark my face.
Im terribly afraid it would hamper my chances in Hollywood stardom. when this wars over. Sophie wondered if she was serious until she caught a glimpse of the twinkle in her eye.They talked as they walked out of the garage hoping to find somewhere to get some food without being chased. Are you really interested in acting sophie asked. Maisys expression became dreamy No I'm a dancer after all this is over her dream was to head back to France. Before the war she stated she had a peachy job in the riveria an exhibition dancer at a big hotel.with good tips and no blokes could touch her.
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she was wanting to laze around on the beach all day working on her tan. she threw me a wicked smile. lots of rich single handsome young men Happy to squire me around. her smile soon faded and she finished bitterly but the war paid for that all.
she continued on saying she was in the Riveria for a few months in 1938.working for a governess for a Czech family that was through the winter season though. a titled family that had a count. and how she had helped with his two daughters like a nanny.the family hovel was in Prauge but they always spent winter in Algrave . Sophie asked why the title she grinned and touched her nose All titled European families winter in the Riveria
sophie said you must speak excellent French. I do actually along with German sweedish Italian deutch greek russian Spanish Hungarian polish turkish crotian danish Czech Bulgarian Lithuwanian Portuguese finish estonian romanian slavic Icelandic catalan solvene and Luxembourgish.
and she had spoken those languages for a while now she said how shed met a dreamy french guy in Cannes in 1938.she said on a sigh but my french was not really up to it we ended up simply smiling n miming.which was no way to further a friendship now it was sophies turn to sound bitter.
The young pilot with them glanced at his watch it was now nearly 8am sophie told maisy you cant trust dreamy frenchmen they may be charming to your face but often Rotters they spin you a lie tales its all fake. i bet. what happened asked maisy sympathetically.
its all to common a story I suppose a young women like us in a romantic setting a handsome man he persude me and still is. Meaning Elisar until he discovered I had something he wanted.
all of a sudden my charms are not so charming the young pilot said the tone was light but that was no way to hide the fact what was the blighters name ? Elisar said sophie He was extraordinarily Handsome and redicuolously charming she laughed but then id expect your not the first to be badly treated by him the stories I have heard about young aristos like him the pilot had said. Sophie smiled Im rarely romantic about such detail does this make me shallow.
No sensible said the pilot He wasn't the only one trying to be so charming and or the most offensive to women.first he told me how Un suitable I was for things said sophie he wanted control over me. as he put it for us to be seen in public together given my background then made a pass at me and suggested we go somewhere private. The Pilot looked astounded. Equal strokes for different blokes I suppose. You It hurt me badly at the time may as well say the fox is open to the advances of the hounds but sophie had taken it as a lesson in time.
he asked how di you get a job with the governess in the first place. she said she came from a very well-to-do family she had an overwhelming compulsion I had to escape my life and come to Europe.as sophie sipped her tea and explaining that Britian was far superior to other countries such as Australia.
she had accepted this without question and she was a vorcatious reader in every book she had read whilst in Britian. and how shed dreampt of anowy Christmas and a picnic in the park and a nanny . and explained once shed come to learn the laungages from reading it was easy to pick up self taught.
The young pilot again glanced at his watch we must go Ladies otherwise the search party will be onto us Yeah they paid and left the small cafe and made their way back underground disspearing before the the next warning and kept on the run.. Maisy and sophie ask the young pilot wether he likes men or women and he tells the two young ladies that he likes a bit of booth anything with a postcode and he was a ladies man. as extra Terristrial threats are heard in "Army of Ghosts" that hints of deceased children are seen.
sophie is still very protective of herself and keeps things close to her and doesn't give things away.
as Sophie’s magical gremorie starts playing up and mal functioning causing mischief
as they walk along the tunnels they come accross a medieval knight and a white horse and the knight is in full regialiar and speaks old English. As Sophie’s Gremorie is damaged it pulls people into modern time. Out through a worm hole as Sophie’s Gremorie is also able to translate what people are saying others want to get their hands on it.