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Arrival

Sep 13, 2009 12:59

Daniel Dreiberg wasn't exactly a heavy drinker; when he'd opened a door to his closet and found a bar instead, it was, to say the least, odd. It wasn't wishful thinking that had put the bar there, certainly. He'd only been looking for a spare part he was sure he had somewhere, for one of his newer projects. Tinkering with Archie, toying with new ( Read more... )

the bar, daniel dreiberg, narcissa malfoy

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blackest_malfoy September 13 2009, 04:57:03 UTC

Unfortunately for Dan, not completely empty.

Narcissa is in the corner, apparently concentrating deeply on forming a more solid Patronus. It isn't her fault she's rubbish at it - having a Death Eater husband does not make it easy to practice them in the least.

Eventually, though, a wispy, silvery fox weaves toward Dan's feet.

d_dreiberg September 13 2009, 06:04:29 UTC

Dan remained still, watching this smoke-and-mirrors creature make its way toward him. He crouched, putting out a hand; he'd seen stranger things than this. Bubastis for one. Things he wouldn't have believed when he was in college didn't seem that far-fetched now.

blackest_malfoy September 13 2009, 06:10:53 UTC

It almost felt ... warm, nipping at his hand playfully as it did.

Eventually, though, Narcissa glances up at it and it disappears in a cloud of smoke around Dan's legs.

"Hello. One presumes you might be new."

d_dreiberg September 13 2009, 06:30:04 UTC

Daniel nodded, walked over to the woman. He didn't recognize her; he didn't usually dream about strange women in bars. Not usually anyway. He was still trying to get his head around this.

"I could have sworn I had opened the door to my closet, not a bar."

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never_mixing September 13 2009, 04:59:20 UTC

There were eyes on Dan, not that his eyes could be seen.

"Hurm," Rorschach said. "Daniel."

d_dreiberg September 13 2009, 06:06:11 UTC

That voice.

No. Dan had seen him-- He shook his head as if to clear it, his gaze finally finding the source of the voice.

He moved toward him. "It is you."

never_mixing September 13 2009, 14:04:18 UTC

Rorschach watches him, unsure of what to make of Dan being here. Unsure whether it was the same Dan he knows.

"What day is it, Daniel?" he asks, needing to sort this out.

d_dreiberg September 13 2009, 14:19:50 UTC

Daniel frowned; he stood at a distance, arms crossed over his chest. He had resigned himself to being alone, fighting alone.

He glanced at the door he'd come through. It had been ten days since Rorschach was reduced to a bloody smear, since he was left to pick up the pieces of his life.

"Does that really matter?"

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