oo1. [Accidental Video]
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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]
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]
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Date: 2011-12-11 03:36 am (UTC)Drink before you mangle my name even more.
[Because you sound like shit, Reg. And this whole coughing up blood thing? Not pleasant. Should also help with the fingernail thing.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 03:40 am (UTC)Regulus nods and drinks the second potion- he has second thoughts, of course he does, but he doesn't really have a second choice. He was dead without Snape's help (though wasn't he dead anyway?). And before he could go down the slippery slope of thinking that this is all some strange hallucinogenic spell of Voldemort's, the potion hits the back of his throat, and he sighs audibly in relief as the flesh starts to wind itself back together.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 04:13 am (UTC)You're an idiot.
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Date: 2011-12-11 04:44 am (UTC)And you didn't age well.
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Date: 2011-12-11 06:16 am (UTC)[He's not the pretty/good looking/vain one here.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 06:29 am (UTC)You really don't have any grounds to call me an idiot, you know.
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Date: 2011-12-11 07:17 am (UTC)[He saw your death. Death by Inferi. Really?]
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Date: 2011-12-11 07:47 am (UTC)[Cut the chitchat, he's fucking confused.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 07:49 am (UTC)[But he continues anyway.]
It's an alternate dimension by the name of Adstringendum. A compression of multiple worlds and timelines due to the brilliant mistakes of some Muggle scientists.
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Date: 2011-12-11 07:55 am (UTC)Now tell me the truth.
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Date: 2011-12-11 07:58 am (UTC)Have an eyebrow back. This is the truth, sadly.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:09 am (UTC)[He tries to breathe a bit.]
Harry Potter. Who's he?
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:21 am (UTC)Guess.
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:26 am (UTC)[Dryly.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:27 am (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-12-11 08:28 am (UTC)[He doesn't know what to think about that.]
...my brother?
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:37 am (UTC)[Not to mention the whole dying bit about fourteen years later.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:40 am (UTC)[He goes quiet for a moment, thinking.]
Good. He needed it.
[It's meant to sound coldhearted, and a small part of it probably is. But Regulus, for all he disliked his brother, would rather have a living one than a dead one. And if Azkaban and Hogwarts were the only two places Voldemort couldn't reach, then that was where his brother needed to be so he couldn't do something stupid and get himself killed.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:45 am (UTC)[Read, he died anyway.]
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:46 am (UTC)[He heaves a sigh.]
Just tell me.
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:52 am (UTC)[He lets out a vague smile though.]
And how old are you?
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Date: 2011-12-11 08:56 am (UTC)[Offline]
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