sᴀʙᴏ (
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 : Private] i'm so sorry for postponing the mess
But of course he has to know. Their faces, their hair, their likeness — everything except the eyes. At his age, they could even pass as brothers.]
I'm, I'm fine. [The response comes out breathier than he intends, and he thinks maybe he might pass out as he used to whenever his scar began to hurt intensely. But it doesn't. The scar hadn't hurt for quite some time. It's all inside that feels queasy.]
I never thought a place like that could be real. Peaceful and coexisting. A world without him. [It's quite obvious who he'd be referring to and while he's never hesitated in saying the name, it feels odd to bring it up here, and now.
More than anything, his thoughts are all more on figuring out what to say.] Have you ... been here long then? I saw Remus too. And Hermione, I — I don't know if you've met her.
[Video : Private] it's ok nbd nbd!!
Don't tell me the stupid prat still runs about demanding people not using his name because he's scary.
[ after a long moment, with an exhale. ]
It's not our fault he went and picked out Voldemort as his designated title, sounds absolutely ridiculous -- something Sirius' mother would've set aside as a backup name if Sirius hadn't been available.
[ somehere, sirius orion black is cursing his best friend's name, and james honestly does not care. ]
I did meet Hermione, she's absolutely brilliant.
[ hermione, who did not mention harry, but you know. james probably wouldn't either, if he were talking to him. ]