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No one's asking you to approve of my friends, Mother-WHOOPS!
[The comm flickers on to show a handsome boy of about 15 with black hair and grey eyes, snarling over his shoulder at no one. He's dressed in tailored robes that manage to look almost stylish on him despite all logic relating to the word "robes". They certainly flap dramatically as he falls right off the landing pad, completely unprepared for the floor to suddenly be at different levels.]
Ow. Is this a metal floor? What in Merlin's name..? [He reappears, holding a wand, and looking around wildly.] Hello? ...HELLO? Oh, what's all this?
[The last is directed to the dias and it's contents, and he walks over to peer down at them.]
Welcome back, Hero. [The familiar, drawling voice of Lachysis pulls his attention off-screen.] Try to do something useful this time around, won't you?
Wh- What? [A confused and semi-panicked half-grin breaks out on his face as he sees the face of his captor.] What d'you mean 'welcome back'? Welcome back to where?! Look, ma'am, useful's my middle name, but throw a bloke a bone, ey? What's going on? What sort of use am I to be full of? Hello? OI HELLO? HEY!? ......Bloody maggoty arse-fucking HELL!
[He disappears from view, and there's the sound of more cursing and flashes of lights. A bolt of red light can be seen streaking into the wall, leaving a scorched mark but no actual damage.]
Shite!
[He returns to the dias and runs a hand through his hair, which falls back into his eyes with casual elegance that's about the only thing about him that looks good right now. If he knew people were watching, he'd certainly have stood up straighter, and probably cracked a joke rather than just stand there like a lost kid. After a moment, he reaches down to pick up the dog tags. They spin, revealing the names 'Sirius Black' and 'Padfoot'.]
Oh. Irony. Just what I need right now.
[OOC: HEADED HOME & GOING TO DINNER WITH PEOPLE. WILL RETURN AND TAG BACK WITH ALL MY HEART ASAP BECAUSE HAHAHAHA THIS IS AWESOME!]
[The comm flickers on to show a handsome boy of about 15 with black hair and grey eyes, snarling over his shoulder at no one. He's dressed in tailored robes that manage to look almost stylish on him despite all logic relating to the word "robes". They certainly flap dramatically as he falls right off the landing pad, completely unprepared for the floor to suddenly be at different levels.]
Ow. Is this a metal floor? What in Merlin's name..? [He reappears, holding a wand, and looking around wildly.] Hello? ...HELLO? Oh, what's all this?
[The last is directed to the dias and it's contents, and he walks over to peer down at them.]
Welcome back, Hero. [The familiar, drawling voice of Lachysis pulls his attention off-screen.] Try to do something useful this time around, won't you?
Wh- What? [A confused and semi-panicked half-grin breaks out on his face as he sees the face of his captor.] What d'you mean 'welcome back'? Welcome back to where?! Look, ma'am, useful's my middle name, but throw a bloke a bone, ey? What's going on? What sort of use am I to be full of? Hello? OI HELLO? HEY!? ......Bloody maggoty arse-fucking HELL!
[He disappears from view, and there's the sound of more cursing and flashes of lights. A bolt of red light can be seen streaking into the wall, leaving a scorched mark but no actual damage.]
Shite!
[He returns to the dias and runs a hand through his hair, which falls back into his eyes with casual elegance that's about the only thing about him that looks good right now. If he knew people were watching, he'd certainly have stood up straighter, and probably cracked a joke rather than just stand there like a lost kid. After a moment, he reaches down to pick up the dog tags. They spin, revealing the names 'Sirius Black' and 'Padfoot'.]
Oh. Irony. Just what I need right now.
[OOC: HEADED HOME & GOING TO DINNER WITH PEOPLE. WILL RETURN AND TAG BACK WITH ALL MY HEART ASAP BECAUSE HAHAHAHA THIS IS AWESOME!]