Private / SpamemptyyourselfOctober 13 2010, 22:57:15 UTC
Very well.
[Without waiting for more responses for his other messages, Snape left his room with the freshly laundered and pressed clothing held in his good arm. The other was currently bound in a sling and brace, and he found that it was absolutely useless for anything more demanding than holding a butterknife.
He arrived at his fellow wizard's room and knocked awkwardly.
This injury was going to be problematic, and he had not yet found a solution.]
Re: Private / SpamtadwizardOctober 13 2010, 23:03:20 UTC
Tony felt that if he was on the Barge, he should try and get a little better at his magic than he had to be at home, if only to survive the regular threats this ship constantly threw at him. However, practicing may make perfect, but it didn't negate the fact that at this point? He still didn't have a clue what he was doing.
His potion was boiling over. "Shit!" Tony quickly moved the pot off of the burner, sloshing boiling water onto his arm. It burned, leaving blisters in its wake. "Shit, shit, shit!"
There was a knock at the door. Tony turned off his stove before rushing over, opening the door while holding his pained arm in an awkward position, trying to keep the burnt portion from brushing against anything. That was when he noticed Snape's own injuries. "What happened to you?"
Tony was pretty sure Snape wasn't in that condition before. Of course, as he asked this, Tony was oblivious to the fur beginning to sprout out of his burned flesh.
Re: Private / SpamemptyyourselfOctober 13 2010, 23:07:22 UTC
Snape heard the stream of profanity from within and arched a brow. He didn't suspect anything untoward had happened, however, until he was about to reply to Tony's inquiry and noticed that the young man was growing a healthy pelt.
"I'd like to ask the same question, actually," he replied, looking slightly disturbed. What on earth was going on in that room?
[Warden Filter]most_fearedOctober 13 2010, 23:09:25 UTC
How much would you sacrifice for the greater good? Sometimes it doesn't take much. Sometimes all you've gotta do is stay out of the way. But if this works the way it oughta work, they make the sacrifices themselves. We just put them in a position where they wanna do it.
[And so he does. He still has something of a bounce in his step, but there's a moody cockiness in his expression. No smile there. Just attitude. He's not planning on talking about what he and Akio were doing. Shutting the door he leans against it and crosses his arms.]
[Snape stands and moves toward the chairs by the fireplace. He shoos the new kitten off of one, then motions to the other for Mozenrath to have a seat. The gauntlet is nowhere to be seen.]
Sorry I'm not more witty, I've spent today breaking up with my boyfriend, and while it needed to be done, I'm really not a fan of hurting people, yeah?
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[Without waiting for more responses for his other messages, Snape left his room with the freshly laundered and pressed clothing held in his good arm. The other was currently bound in a sling and brace, and he found that it was absolutely useless for anything more demanding than holding a butterknife.
He arrived at his fellow wizard's room and knocked awkwardly.
This injury was going to be problematic, and he had not yet found a solution.]
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His potion was boiling over. "Shit!" Tony quickly moved the pot off of the burner, sloshing boiling water onto his arm. It burned, leaving blisters in its wake. "Shit, shit, shit!"
There was a knock at the door. Tony turned off his stove before rushing over, opening the door while holding his pained arm in an awkward position, trying to keep the burnt portion from brushing against anything. That was when he noticed Snape's own injuries. "What happened to you?"
Tony was pretty sure Snape wasn't in that condition before. Of course, as he asked this, Tony was oblivious to the fur beginning to sprout out of his burned flesh.
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"I'd like to ask the same question, actually," he replied, looking slightly disturbed. What on earth was going on in that room?
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[He says that, K, but you just disturbed and shocked the hell out of him.]
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Well?
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