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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.
The one on my face, here - [ She draws a finger across the largest of her scars. ] - is from a woman named Alyosha. I broke a vow and failed in my duty and, instead of killing me, she gave me this. As a reminder, so I wouldn't forget and I would learn from my mistakes. These...
[ Her fingers touch the werewolf marks and she shakes her head. ]
I think you recognise them. Bill had his own fair share, didn't he?
video.
Hermione. [He's almost speechless, the words trapped in his throat like he's trying to find something to say, as though he's meant to understand all of this, but he doesn't. How did this happen?]
But how did ... Fenrir Greyback? Or another one? When did this happen?
video.
[ Hermione shakes her head, swallowing the lump in her throat. It's hard, and it hurts, but she manages to pull herself together and tilt her head up, forcing herself to be strong. Harry is suffering too and he doesn't deserve that - she wishes she could just magic away the pain and the hurt but she knows she can't. Experience has taught her that time and time and time again and now she's standing in front of him, sort of, feeling like a first year all over again. ]
I was in a world before this one, a place called the Drabwurld. It was like a muggle fairytale, Harry, with faeries and kings and queens, all that sort of thing. There was another war, and... I had to take part. That's how it happened. I was there for three years.
[ She wasn't alone, at least; a version of Harry was there, and she had Remus, and she's never been so glad to have someone at her side in her life. ]