Public Audio
[About half an hour after this incident.
The audio flips on and for a moment, there is nothing but loud, incoherent ranting. It's as if Snape turned on the audio, then decided to go check something on the other side of the room while shouting from a distance at the journal.
Finally, there's a thud and a high-pitched feedback squeal and he's shouting - literally at the top of his lungs, so if you live near him, you can probably hear him without the journals - directly into the system, mid-sentence.]
- steal my clothes! I'm going to murder you when I find you and dump your bloated, bloody corpse over the side of the ship, you filthy muggle bastard! Let's see how fast you run this time. And if you think -
[There's another muffled thud. He's obviously throwing things.]
- I need my wand to spill your entrails -
[Whatever Snape intends to do with House's entrails is lost as he moves away from the system again. After a moment, there's that feedback squeal again and then...]
[Private to Martha]
Martha, that thieving -
[Whatever Snape just called him is totally incoherent.]
- stole my wand! I wanted to kill him, but no, YOU said it was a bad idea, being demoted to inmate isn't worth that, is it? Now that -
[He's shouting again, and, once more, whatever he's saying about House is lost in the feedback.]
- my wand back now or I'll-
[Annnd this is also lost as he moves away from the audio system again. When he comes back, he's slightly calmer.]
I. Need. Trousers.
[OOC: Thanks to Tony's donation of jeans and a shirt, this will be continued back in the original log.]
The audio flips on and for a moment, there is nothing but loud, incoherent ranting. It's as if Snape turned on the audio, then decided to go check something on the other side of the room while shouting from a distance at the journal.
Finally, there's a thud and a high-pitched feedback squeal and he's shouting - literally at the top of his lungs, so if you live near him, you can probably hear him without the journals - directly into the system, mid-sentence.]
- steal my clothes! I'm going to murder you when I find you and dump your bloated, bloody corpse over the side of the ship, you filthy muggle bastard! Let's see how fast you run this time. And if you think -
[There's another muffled thud. He's obviously throwing things.]
- I need my wand to spill your entrails -
[Whatever Snape intends to do with House's entrails is lost as he moves away from the system again. After a moment, there's that feedback squeal again and then...]
[Private to Martha]
Martha, that thieving -
[Whatever Snape just called him is totally incoherent.]
- stole my wand! I wanted to kill him, but no, YOU said it was a bad idea, being demoted to inmate isn't worth that, is it? Now that -
[He's shouting again, and, once more, whatever he's saying about House is lost in the feedback.]
- my wand back now or I'll-
[Annnd this is also lost as he moves away from the audio system again. When he comes back, he's slightly calmer.]
I. Need. Trousers.
[OOC: Thanks to Tony's donation of jeans and a shirt, this will be continued back in the original log.]