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tushanshu_logs2016-07-09 09:51 pm
hallowedhorcrux) wrote in tushanshu_logs2016-07-09 09:51 pm
Open!
Characters: Lord Voldemort & Open
Date: The month of July - specify if it is important for your character.
Location: All over. He has a rather quick way to travel.
Situation: Searching for signs of spell-work and/or weaknesses left by a certain deceased deity.
Warnings/Rating: Voldemort. Is there a rating for creepy?
Brooms were of no use to one who could fly without them. To those with keen eyes, shadows might streak across the sky now and then, appearing as inky black smoke or a strange mist. Should one summon the bravery to follow said shadows, they would inevitably find Lord Voldemort landing (usually in locations that offered him cover), appearing as if he was searching for something.
His steps were quick and he waved his wand before him, gaze shifting from one inanimate object to another. What was he doing? Why did he seem so frustrated?
This was not like any Magic he had encountered before and that was both curious and irritating. As such, there was debris in his wake from objects - sometimes trees and rocks - that he had shattered or destroyed in his anger. Furthermore, a hiss or a high-pitched whisper could be heard, reciting spells - Latin to those trained in languages - as he passed over areas he deemed promising.
Don't worry, you're not hearing things.
Date: The month of July - specify if it is important for your character.
Location: All over. He has a rather quick way to travel.
Situation: Searching for signs of spell-work and/or weaknesses left by a certain deceased deity.
Warnings/Rating: Voldemort. Is there a rating for creepy?
Brooms were of no use to one who could fly without them. To those with keen eyes, shadows might streak across the sky now and then, appearing as inky black smoke or a strange mist. Should one summon the bravery to follow said shadows, they would inevitably find Lord Voldemort landing (usually in locations that offered him cover), appearing as if he was searching for something.
His steps were quick and he waved his wand before him, gaze shifting from one inanimate object to another. What was he doing? Why did he seem so frustrated?
This was not like any Magic he had encountered before and that was both curious and irritating. As such, there was debris in his wake from objects - sometimes trees and rocks - that he had shattered or destroyed in his anger. Furthermore, a hiss or a high-pitched whisper could be heard, reciting spells - Latin to those trained in languages - as he passed over areas he deemed promising.
Don't worry, you're not hearing things.
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"Back home, ghosts are as solid as they feel like being."
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"Anger and other passionate, fiery emotions can make that easier in my experience."
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