Nov 28, 2011 19:21
[oh look, Tom's actually outside for once. he's very obviously not holding his comm--it's floating next to and a little ahead of him--because along with his wand, his arms are full of a rather sorry looking cardboard box. which is full of kittens. most of them seem pretty calm and even sleepy, though a little black one has decided to try to climb up Tom's coat.
he takes a moment to shift the box in his arms so he can gently pry the kitten off and set it back in the box.]
It's a bit surprising, how many strays there are when you care to look. And so many of them are quite young, almost too young to survive on their own...abandoned by their owners or separated from their mothers...
[he moves to shift the box back to a more comfortable place, but something up ahead catches his attention first. instead he shifts so he can use his wand a little better and his comm floats down to his other hand, pretty much cutting off the visuals.
by the sounds, however, he's come across a back alley brawl and he's walking right up to it. at least until--]
Stupefy! Stupefy! Impedimenta! Stupefy! [one, two, three thuds of people falling to the ground, then the sounds of someone running away and another thud as Tom fells him with a nonverbal spell.]
You should probably leave before they wake up. Will you be--ah, that's a nasty cut. I know a couple healing spells, hold on--
[and he finally remembers this is on and shuts it off.]
tom marvolo riddle | lord voldemort