{Accidental Video - 27}
[The video begins abruptly, upside down and partially obscured at one corner. It's being held at Sakura's hip, inadvertently recording a few natives milling around a couple of vendor's stalls, and Bellatrix.]
--orry, I think you have me confused with someone else...
Enough with the games, Nymphadora!
[Bella's eyes are a little wilder than usual, and the grip on her wand is tight. Her head tilts - there's something shadowy (red?) under the mass of hair that's obscuring her face.]
Had I known you were here, I would have brought gifts. Do you remember the parting gift I gave you when we last met, or do we get to do this again?
[There's glee in that last sentence. The picture wobbles for a moment as Sakura's grip on the Forge tightens; she's tense, senses the danger.]
I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm not who you think I am. My name isn't Nymphadora, it's Sakura.
Fine then. Games it is.
[A threatening laugh from Bella, and as she tosses her head back it's apparent that part of her face is very badly burned, bone apparent at her right temple.]
Won't answer to Nymphadora? Always throwing away any part of what's pure, eh Tonks? Just like you threw yourself to that mudblood dog? That what gets you hot?
--Excuse me?--
[Bella's laugh. Is almost a bark. And then she smiles.]
I like games, too, Dora.
Crucio!
[A steak of light, and then the world in view whirls and spins and there's screaming in the background as the Forge clatters to the ground, Sakura braced on all fours over it.]
What the hell? [It's a snarl, and her eyes are bright and angry.] Are you even listening to me?!
Only if you scream louder.
Imperio! [Another bolt of smoky light strikes a Native - the little boy's eyes filming over as he stumbles, and then launches himself straight at Sakura, fists balled up, mouth open as if he means to bite. He's barking, too. And it's horrible.
Sakura gasps quietly in shock, but rolls out of the way quickly as he lurches toward her. His momentum takes him past her and she grabs his arm as he does--firmly, but gently. Turning him away from her, where he can't bite, she pinches the back of his neck with glowing fingers and catches him as he pitches forward, unconscious.]
Your problem's with me, right? Fight me, then. Leave other people out of it!
Ever the defender of the useless masses, Dora? Useless husband, useless father. Teddy Tonks. Now there's one that could scream, alright. Or ...so I heard.
[A grin and a giggle as the next strike hits the unconscious boy. It's another wordless Cruciatus Curse, and his small body spasms with it.]
You're an Auror, [And she sneers that word, like it's almost as bad as mudblood.] Make me stop.
You -- damn it! [He's thrashing in her arms and Sakura looks visibly torn. She makes a split second decision: lays him on his back as best she can before her hands come up and begin forming rapid seals. A shinobi might recognize patterns common in genjutsu.
One of the boy's feet knocks suddenly, violently against the Forge and it cuts out.]
[OOC: Slightly forward-dated to tomorrow morning o/]
--orry, I think you have me confused with someone else...
Enough with the games, Nymphadora!
[Bella's eyes are a little wilder than usual, and the grip on her wand is tight. Her head tilts - there's something shadowy (red?) under the mass of hair that's obscuring her face.]
Had I known you were here, I would have brought gifts. Do you remember the parting gift I gave you when we last met, or do we get to do this again?
[There's glee in that last sentence. The picture wobbles for a moment as Sakura's grip on the Forge tightens; she's tense, senses the danger.]
I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm not who you think I am. My name isn't Nymphadora, it's Sakura.
Fine then. Games it is.
[A threatening laugh from Bella, and as she tosses her head back it's apparent that part of her face is very badly burned, bone apparent at her right temple.]
Won't answer to Nymphadora? Always throwing away any part of what's pure, eh Tonks? Just like you threw yourself to that mudblood dog? That what gets you hot?
--Excuse me?--
[Bella's laugh. Is almost a bark. And then she smiles.]
I like games, too, Dora.
Crucio!
[A steak of light, and then the world in view whirls and spins and there's screaming in the background as the Forge clatters to the ground, Sakura braced on all fours over it.]
What the hell? [It's a snarl, and her eyes are bright and angry.] Are you even listening to me?!
Only if you scream louder.
Imperio! [Another bolt of smoky light strikes a Native - the little boy's eyes filming over as he stumbles, and then launches himself straight at Sakura, fists balled up, mouth open as if he means to bite. He's barking, too. And it's horrible.
Sakura gasps quietly in shock, but rolls out of the way quickly as he lurches toward her. His momentum takes him past her and she grabs his arm as he does--firmly, but gently. Turning him away from her, where he can't bite, she pinches the back of his neck with glowing fingers and catches him as he pitches forward, unconscious.]
Your problem's with me, right? Fight me, then. Leave other people out of it!
Ever the defender of the useless masses, Dora? Useless husband, useless father. Teddy Tonks. Now there's one that could scream, alright. Or ...so I heard.
[A grin and a giggle as the next strike hits the unconscious boy. It's another wordless Cruciatus Curse, and his small body spasms with it.]
You're an Auror, [And she sneers that word, like it's almost as bad as mudblood.] Make me stop.
You -- damn it! [He's thrashing in her arms and Sakura looks visibly torn. She makes a split second decision: lays him on his back as best she can before her hands come up and begin forming rapid seals. A shinobi might recognize patterns common in genjutsu.
One of the boy's feet knocks suddenly, violently against the Forge and it cuts out.]
[OOC: Slightly forward-dated to tomorrow morning o/]