oo1. [Accidental Video]

[the_noble_black]

[The video feed clicks on with a wet, sopping sound. The sound of waterlogged fabric slipping along itself. There's a resounding thud as the figure crashed to the floor. It's hard to see, at first- whirling, obscuring robes, collapsing in on itself, water flung off of fabric and skin and blurring the camera.

Black, waterlogged hair, clinging to soft, pale cheeks. Gray eyes, visible just for a moment, before the boy convulses on his hands and knees, retching, emptying murky water from his mouth, his throat, his lungs. The water tinges pink; blood stains at his lips. He trembles, shakes, screams, and the weight of his wet cloak overpowers him, drags him down into the ground his nails scratching bloody marks into the floor as if he's still drowning. There's only a flash of his left forearm, but the traces of a tattoo should be burned enough into the memory of anyone who cares to recognize it.

But this isn't about Regulus Black being a Death Eater, it's about Regulus Black being dead.

Or- close enough, anyway.

The feed goes black after another long moment]

Comments

[video]

[taijiya]

What the--are you alright?

[video]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Presently?

[A half-choked laugh.]

[video]

[taijiya]

[Ugh, fine.]

There's a button on the side of this device that will send your coordinates. If someone isn't already on the way, I will be.

[video]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

Severus is.

[He squints.]

I don't even know you.

[video]

[taijiya]

[Ah, Snape.]

No, you don't, but it doesn't matter.

[video]

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

To me, it matters plenty.

[video]

[taijiya]

You'd rather suffer than be helped by a stranger?

[the-noble-black.livejournal.com]

I'd rather die than find a worse fate at the hands of the wrong stranger.

[taijiya]

[That's a little extreme.]

I see. Then I suppose it's a good thing Snape is on his way.