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How's My Driving?
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[RL] Castiel + Regulus [Title TBD]
Jun. 26th, 2012 02:34 pm[He's not used to London from this side. Usually, they took Floo Powder, or else apparated when they grew old enough. When they wandered down the street, it was always firmly on the Wizard side of the invisible line. This is Muggle London, and it is different, and part of him still has to swallow on the word 'Muggle' so nothing worse comes out.
He found a place in the Park, and a bench to sit upon. He doesn't know where to look, or what to say, so he looks down and says nothing. It's almost like being a shadow. He's gotten rather used to it.]
He found a place in the Park, and a bench to sit upon. He doesn't know where to look, or what to say, so he looks down and says nothing. It's almost like being a shadow. He's gotten rather used to it.]
[He's on a bed. He thinks it might be a bed. For a moment, a very long one, it felt like rocks sticking into his back. Sunlight might be getting in through the window. Might be something worse. So he keeps his eyes shut firmly. His hands are clenched in fists. Little half moons of nails digging into his palms. He breathes in and out, but it's so much more difficult going out than coming in.
But there are worse things. He's seeing most of them, his eyes shut tight. He doesn't want to know what he'll see when he opens them. Just in case there's no difference at all.]
Mother, mother, I'm sorry.
[That's what he says most often and most clearly.]
But there are worse things. He's seeing most of them, his eyes shut tight. He doesn't want to know what he'll see when he opens them. Just in case there's no difference at all.]
Mother, mother, I'm sorry.
[That's what he says most often and most clearly.]
three; handwritten. backdated.
Feb. 28th, 2012 11:03 pm[The handwriting is much shakier than usual.]
I was wrong.
I was wrong.
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two; [handwritten]
Aug. 20th, 2011 02:07 amI'm home for the holidays, much to father's dismay. He thinks I should be doing more valuable... things with my time.
However, I am grateful to be home. I found a cake in my room upon arrival. I suspected Kreacher's involvement, but he denied any when I questioned him about it. I tested it for poisons or enchantments and found none, so I split it with him and went about my day as usual.
After I cleaned up the various bits of paper and glitter, of course.
However, I am grateful to be home. I found a cake in my room upon arrival. I suspected Kreacher's involvement, but he denied any when I questioned him about it. I tested it for poisons or enchantments and found none, so I split it with him and went about my day as usual.
After I cleaned up the various bits of paper and glitter, of course.
one; [handwritten]
Aug. 13th, 2011 03:08 pmI think I know how to start video properly. I admit I requested Barty's help, but at least it should work now.
Would anyone be willing to help me test this?
Would anyone be willing to help me test this?
