*swallows audibly* And... And I'm sorry I... *sighs, gruff* Maybe there was something more I could have taught you, something that would have helped and then none of this... *sighs, quite quiet* I'm sorry.
That could very well be... Poor Gideon! *pats Gideon* Apparently, Moody's got some sort of survivor's guilt thing going on... So much for telling Rodolphus he doesn't dwell on people that have been lost!
*looks at him, his eyes wider than usual* *whispered, almost inaudibly* It wouldn't have made a difference. There were five of them against the two of us. *pauses, looking away, then repeats* It wouldn't have made a difference.
*clears his throat, gruff* Still... I'm sorry. *takes out a handkerchief from the pocket of his cloak* *blows his nose loudly* *quite gruff* I'm proud of you two.
*looks up, calmer than before* *when he mentions being proud, his face goes blank, eyes cold all of a sudden* *voice quiet and cutting* Proud? There's nothing to be proud of. My brother and I died, and we certainly didn't do it voluntarily or in the name of any cause or some other idealistic notion.
Ouch, Moody touched on a nerve there. :/ Sorry 'bout that.
*coldly* Says who? Did the healers at St Mungo's who did the autopsy find out we'd fought for our lives? What a thoroughly surprising discovery. Pray tell me, have either of us ever submitted to anything we didn't like? *pauses, gritting his teeth, the muscles in his jaw working* *looking directly at him, expression cold* Tell my parents that you're proud of us, and I'll personally haunt you, Moody.
*glares* *opens his mouth, closes it* *says nothing*
*grumbles* I can think of worse people haunting me... *growls, louder* If I'd be telling your parents I'm proud of you, I'd be telling them that for how you lived your life. Not for how it ended. *stiffly* I'd just be offering them condolences on that... *gruff* Besides, I reckon that they wouldn't need telling... I'm sure they already know they raised two good wizards.
*watches him, his expression blank* *is silent for a long time, his jaw muscles working* *looks away* *very quietly* They do. *suddenly turns around and walks away, not looking back*
Sorry, this wasn't a conversation Gideon was really up to, I think. :/
*clears his throat*
*gruffly, quite quietly*
I'm sorry.
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*shrugs, swallowing visibly*
*voice a little thick*
That's how it goes, I suppose.
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*swallows*
*growls, gruff*
Suppose so...
*clears his throat*
*growls, quite quiet*
Sorry... Sorry I wasn't there... To help...
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*opens his mouth to speak, but finds himself unable to utter a word*
*muscles in his jaw work*
Hm, Gideon's reaction to Moody's quite different to what he was like with all the others in this thread, possibly because Moody's older than him. :/
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And... And I'm sorry I...
*sighs, gruff*
Maybe there was something more I could have taught you, something that would have helped and then none of this...
*sighs, quite quiet*
I'm sorry.
That could very well be... Poor Gideon! *pats Gideon*
Apparently, Moody's got some sort of survivor's guilt thing going on... So much for telling Rodolphus he doesn't dwell on people that have been lost!
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*whispered, almost inaudibly*
It wouldn't have made a difference. There were five of them against the two of us.
*pauses, looking away, then repeats*
It wouldn't have made a difference.
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Still... I'm sorry.
*takes out a handkerchief from the pocket of his cloak*
*blows his nose loudly*
*quite gruff*
I'm proud of you two.
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*when he mentions being proud, his face goes blank, eyes cold all of a sudden*
*voice quiet and cutting*
Proud? There's nothing to be proud of. My brother and I died, and we certainly didn't do it voluntarily or in the name of any cause or some other idealistic notion.
Ouch, Moody touched on a nerve there. :/ Sorry 'bout that.
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*growls*
Well, as I've heard it, you two went down fighting... That's something to be proud of there...
Not a problem -- recently-deceased Gideon has every right to be touchy! I'm sure they'll sort it all out!
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Says who? Did the healers at St Mungo's who did the autopsy find out we'd fought for our lives? What a thoroughly surprising discovery. Pray tell me, have either of us ever submitted to anything we didn't like?
*pauses, gritting his teeth, the muscles in his jaw working*
*looking directly at him, expression cold*
Tell my parents that you're proud of us, and I'll personally haunt you, Moody.
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*opens his mouth, closes it*
*says nothing*
*grumbles*
I can think of worse people haunting me...
*growls, louder*
If I'd be telling your parents I'm proud of you, I'd be telling them that for how you lived your life. Not for how it ended.
*stiffly*
I'd just be offering them condolences on that...
*gruff*
Besides, I reckon that they wouldn't need telling... I'm sure they already know they raised two good wizards.
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*is silent for a long time, his jaw muscles working*
*looks away*
*very quietly*
They do.
*suddenly turns around and walks away, not looking back*
Sorry, this wasn't a conversation Gideon was really up to, I think. :/
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*closes his eyes tightly for a moment*
*wraps his traveling cloak tightly about himself*
*disapperates*
Not a problem -- very understandable!
Beside, as I always say, Moody could use a little sensitivity training!
*hugs*
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