asgardeventide | Twelve ★ Video, Dated to Post-Fourthwall

[The presence of so many people was more than disconcerting, and Draco's just kind of glad to be rid of everyone. Being away from the distractions of various people (including his family at different ages, Merlin's beard), meant he could finally focus on what he was working on prior to their arrival.

It's pretty early in the morning today but Draco has his camera feed turned on his bracelet. He's in his shop working with some materials that are bubbling in the pot in front of him.]

Never again, gods. Never. Again. I can't believe you let such a mistake occur in the first place…not to mention apparently you forgot some of them. [Here's looking at you, Potter. Get out of Asgard. Now.

Oh well. Adding here, mixing there, and there's a loud pop suddenly. Grinning, he takes a small vial and fills it with his latest potion, using an eyedropper to grab some and squeeze a few drops onto a nearby table.

Bam. Victory! The latest explosion potion works! He''ll just turn his attention back to the video feed, not quite noticing that the rest of the pot's bubbling a little too violently.]

In other news, once again I'm completely brilliant in ways most of you aren't. Excellent. Euri, we've another potion to add to our stock. I finally perfected the formula. So, Asgard. We now offer a small line of offensive potions including explosives. Considering that I've figured out this formula we can work further to create stronger, more powerful potions for the next--

[The problem with brewing potions when you're not entirely stable and happy is that they're sure to backfire on you. It's a precise art with very little room for error. This is the case for Draco Malfoy. He's in the middle of his sentence when there's a series of volatile pops, followed by a loud explosion. The only thing visible on screen is a surprised yell and a cloud of smoke, a wave of acidic yellow liquid bursting from the confines of the pot.

When it clears, the camera feed is static and shows a view of the floor. It's assumed that Draco's lifeless body's laying there despite it not being on screen. The feed shuts off five minutes later and he disappears completely. Oops.]

[ooc: not responding to any tags, but feel free to tag amongst yourselves or whatever if you'd like. Draco's dead for a day and upon returning will have lost his bracelet so ICly he's out of touch for a week or two. Also posting a day early because internet outage at my house.]

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Oh, yeah, a lot. Not here, but, you know, accidents. When you experiment. They happen. A lot.

[ He shakes his head. ]

But, for the sake of variation, this time it’s not permanent.

[ A pause. ]

I am sorry, Hermione. But you need to calm down.

[ people keep saying that, but how can she calm down? how can she calm down when there is just his body on the floor, all .. bloody and lifeless and not him? her temper flares. ]

I can't calm down! He's dead and I'm still here and I can't calm down!

[ she's breathing hard now, shaking her head. ]

What am I supposed to do, when he died somewhere he was supposed to be safe?!

Well, you're hardly going to think of what to do if you don't calm down, are you?

[ He has some ideas himself, but she's a clever young woman. She can manage on her own. ]

[ damnable calm when she's raging. now she has even more guilt stacked on top. ]

I can't think, not right now. No amount of thinking is going to bring him back!

No amount of not thinking and panicking is going to do it either. He's coming back, and if he doesn't, then he's gone home. The dead don't stay dead here, not for us, that's a fact.

[ She's being so... human. Bless. ]

You don't understand!

[ her face pales. she hadn't even considered he might go home. ]

He can't go home, not to that! Not to that war, he's not ready! He was happier here; and yes, things are going to get better, possibly, but it hasn't happened yet and he still has to get there and he's not ready!

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I do understand. And that's why I'm telling you to calm down, because you make mistakes when you're emotional.

[ He sighs. ]

He's not going to be more ready if he stays here longer.

[ she considers this, worrying at her lower lip and trying to honestly get herself under control, even as she's panicking. ]

Sending him back home now .. it's not .. it wouldn't be fair.

I don't think fair is their concern.

Maybe they ought to start being concerned.

You'd think.

Are you better?

[ she takes a deep, shuddering breath, wiping her face with both hands and attempting to swallow back a few more sobs, nodding. ]

I think .. I think I'm getting there.