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driftfleet2016-03-01 07:55 pm
scar) wrote in driftfleet2016-03-01 07:55 pm
01. video&action.
Who: harry potter & you
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: aboard the ss pathstone
When: feb 25-29. (net) / mar 01. (action)
feb 25-29. fleetwide broadcast.
[The feed starts with a panting boy, not much older than eighteen, a fairly ordinary looking boy, dressed in quite simple attire, the only strange feature being the lightning-shaped scar above a brow. Appearing to have just woken up from what might be a nightmare, he clutches at the mark, squinting as though confused, as if he expects something that isn't quite right. His hand absentmindedly searches for an item alongside him on the bed before plucking a pair of glasses that he places at the bridge of his nose. That's when he seems to notice his surroundings, the blur of his vision finally fading, and he frantically looks about the area.]
Ron!? Hermione!? Hermione! [His voice is panicked, worry swelling from his throat to his words.] Are you — ?
[The feed is accidentally knocked over, shutting off for some moments. When it comes back, it seems a span of minutes has passed and the boy appears much more collected, breathing more steadily. His voice is still slightly shaky but he manages to speak quite clearly.]
Does anyone ... do you happen to believe in, in magic? [A simple question, but it'd narrow down whether he's in wizard or muggle territory.] Or is the word Hogwarts familiar in any possible way?
mar 01. ss pathstone action.
[Considering the number of days he'd spent on the Marsiva, it all happens quite fast when he's teleported away (he wants to believe he's been disapparated, but somehow he has the inkling - and knowledge - that that's not quite it) into a strange room. A bridge, he realizes. He's not quite sure how he knows, but he does, glancing around at consoles and buttons that he's never seen before but somehow don't seem strange at all.
What is strange is the plate in his hand. Something chocolate, it appears, though he isn't too sure if it's safe to eat. Food that comes out of nowhere usually isn't something to be trusted.
Still clutching the plate for the time being however, he glances around, pacing quite slowly and cautiously as if trying to decipher his location. Finally, he speaks, quite loudly despite the hesitance in his tone.] Is there anyone about?
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: aboard the ss pathstone
When: feb 25-29. (net) / mar 01. (action)
feb 25-29. fleetwide broadcast.
[The feed starts with a panting boy, not much older than eighteen, a fairly ordinary looking boy, dressed in quite simple attire, the only strange feature being the lightning-shaped scar above a brow. Appearing to have just woken up from what might be a nightmare, he clutches at the mark, squinting as though confused, as if he expects something that isn't quite right. His hand absentmindedly searches for an item alongside him on the bed before plucking a pair of glasses that he places at the bridge of his nose. That's when he seems to notice his surroundings, the blur of his vision finally fading, and he frantically looks about the area.]
Ron!? Hermione!? Hermione! [His voice is panicked, worry swelling from his throat to his words.] Are you — ?
[The feed is accidentally knocked over, shutting off for some moments. When it comes back, it seems a span of minutes has passed and the boy appears much more collected, breathing more steadily. His voice is still slightly shaky but he manages to speak quite clearly.]
Does anyone ... do you happen to believe in, in magic? [A simple question, but it'd narrow down whether he's in wizard or muggle territory.] Or is the word Hogwarts familiar in any possible way?
mar 01. ss pathstone action.
[Considering the number of days he'd spent on the Marsiva, it all happens quite fast when he's teleported away (he wants to believe he's been disapparated, but somehow he has the inkling - and knowledge - that that's not quite it) into a strange room. A bridge, he realizes. He's not quite sure how he knows, but he does, glancing around at consoles and buttons that he's never seen before but somehow don't seem strange at all.
What is strange is the plate in his hand. Something chocolate, it appears, though he isn't too sure if it's safe to eat. Food that comes out of nowhere usually isn't something to be trusted.
Still clutching the plate for the time being however, he glances around, pacing quite slowly and cautiously as if trying to decipher his location. Finally, he speaks, quite loudly despite the hesitance in his tone.] Is there anyone about?
Video - Blissfully unaware of everything except magic and hogwarts
[She was beaming at the screen, wide smile and hand raised to wave.
A student at Hogwarts? I am too, well was, before I came here anyway. I'm in Gryffindor, seventh year. Are you settling in alright? Need anything? [A bit over eager for news from home but she wanted to be sure he was getting on well first.]
Oh, manners. [She blushed a bit.] Lily Evans, I'm on the First Breath. Did you come with your wand?
[OOC: Sorry so late, work has been a bear and only now getting to tags]
Video OH NO THIS PAIN
Lily Evans.
She doesn't have to introduce herself. He knows who she is, remembers it from Snape's memories, every single flash that allowed him to watch her grow up, from a small child playing high on a swing with her to her sister, to her bickering retorts with her future husband, to her sacrifice —
He sees his own eyes staring back at him, the brightest green, and he knows it's her without her even needing say a word. But he swallows because should he recognize her? Should he let her know? In such a place like this where he can't even tell what's real and what's not. His parents young and full of life again. He must have died for all of this was surely just a pleasant dream.]
Ah, no. No, I didn't. They seem to have taken that away. [He swallows hard.] I'm ... I'm Harry. Also Gryffindor.
Video (pain is all in your heart)
But, he was in Gryffindor? Lily frowned.]
Harry? I don't recognize you, what year are you?
[She'd been a prefect, she was going to be head girl when she got in this year. How could she not know someone from her own house. Though, supposedly James was from later in her year and Remus said he was from years after. Perhaps Harry was out of time as well, or rather she was out of his time.]
Sorry, I don't mean to badger you about things seeing as you've only just arrived. And don't worry about the wand too much, Remus, a friend of mine, has one and I do as well. If you need anything I'm sure one of us can help you until we are able to get yours.