Thirteen ★ Video

[wasthemaster]

[He had heavily debated on if he wanted to turn on the video feed, all things considered. His head was still pretty foggy and he was struggling to grasp the fact that he had disappeared for ten full days.

No, correction. He'd blown himself up on camera and then disappeared for ten full days. Urgh. How embarrassing.

He first took the time to sift through the messages left on his bracelet, baffled by the sheer amount of information (and slightly amused/unsettled. Davesprite what is wrong with you.) Then he realized there were several responses to his original message before the disaster struck.

…he was fucked, wasn't he? Alas, he knew he couldn't keep hiding so the best method was to be as nonchalant as possible. That meant showing his face whether he wanted to or not.

When the feed flickers on anyone watching will see a boy who looks sort of like he was hit by the Knight Bus. His hair's messy, there are bags under his eyes and there's the slightest hint of a five o'clock shadow on his chin.]

…hey. [Yes, Draco. After all this time, the most you can do is say hey.] Three things.

First of all, how many of you from that large influx of people are still here?

Two, what's the state of my apothecary?

And three, I'm in desperate need of an aspirin.

…oh, and four. If the gods would just allow for a little more freedom in alchemy…[He'll just grumble to himself.] I'm not done tweaking that formula, so I don't want to hear it. We're pretending nothing happened, understand? Just so we're clear.

Comments

[wasthemaster]

...you know, I don't think that's actually going to be necessary. Don't tell me that's a plan you thought of yourself.

[necrowmantic]

So you're not gonna die? Great! ...I guess. I can still break them anyway to be safe if you want.

And I totally did think of it myself! I worked pretty hard on coming up with this.

[wasthemaster]

...Henry let me ask you something. Have you ever broken bones before?

[necrowmantic]

Mine or someone else's? 'Cause the answer is yes both ways. Great stuff!

[wasthemaster]

...how the hell can you be so cheerful about breaking your own bones?

[necrowmantic]

Because it's fun? It's especially great when you get shards poking up through the skin! Or when you're left with something that's less an arm, and more a bag of bloody bone fragments.

[wasthemaster]

You're joking, aren't you. You're not actually serious about any of this.

[necrowmantic]

What? I absolutely AM serious! Don't let the laughing fool you, I mean everything I ever say about death. And blood. And broken, crumpled bodies.

Anything in those categories, pretty much.

[wasthemaster]

...you probably would have made for a great Death Eater, actually.

[necrowmantic]

What's that do? If it involves eating death somehow, I'm totally there.

[wasthemaster]

Torture and mass murders of people that aren't worthy of living on the planet, mostly. [Draco this is a really stupid idea, what the hell.]

[necrowmantic]

Dunno if I'm really one to judge who's worthy of living or not. But hey, that's what leaders are for, right? I just want to throw curses at the bad guys.

[wasthemaster]

...yeah, you'd fit right in. Not that it's really worth it, of course.

[necrowmantic]

What's not worth it? Never-ending blood and slaughter? 'Cause I'll have to disagree with you there.

[wasthemaster]

Try living in my world for a few weeks and see if you change your mind. It's really actually sort of awful.

[necrowmantic]

By awful you mean awesome, right? What made it so bad?

[wasthemaster]

...you don't really want the details, do you?

[necrowmantic]

Are they gruesome and terrible?

[wasthemaster]

For the most part, but I somehow doubt that will deter you.

[necrowmantic]

More like the total opposite! So you're gonna spill the details, right?

[wasthemaster]

Not in public, are you insane? That's ridiculous. [Though behind a filter isn't exactly much better, but it helps.]