[ the destruction of churches mean nothing to him, but since hope's palpable anger at him for not remembering their relationship (justified in his opinion) and her mentioning they were very close, he worries the moment he sees hope's comment. it could simply be adding a potential explanation to the fire, but it never hurts to clarify, right? ]
[ hermione is supposed to be visiting the invincible to say thank you to someone, to drop off a repaired something or other; she has full intentions of simply coming and going, returning back to her own cabin as quickly as she can. but like all good intentions, they're worth nothing in the wake of an emergency.
and hearing her best friend's disembodied voice, screaming in pain, through the other side of a door? well, that's quite an emergency.
only she can't get through. it isn't just locked — she knows a damn spell for that, thank you! — but rather repelling, the hard wall of a boundary spell pushing back against her. ]
Open this door! [ you have one minute, hope, or she's blasting it open. ] Harry!
[ she doesn't want him to be in there. she doesn't think he could be, since she thinks she'd have heard if new arrivals had come through after her. but in the throes of a hallucination that feels damn real, it's hard to be sure — because she can hear him screaming, in as much pain as she's ever heard him suffer through, and she can't just leave him there alone. ]
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tribridfreakshow) wrote2019-06-06 04:09 pm
text, @kol | after the church destruction announcement
Are you anywhere near the church?
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i do what i want
and hearing her best friend's disembodied voice, screaming in pain, through the other side of a door? well, that's quite an emergency.
only she can't get through. it isn't just locked — she knows a damn spell for that, thank you! — but rather repelling, the hard wall of a boundary spell pushing back against her. ]
Open this door! [ you have one minute, hope, or she's blasting it open. ] Harry!
[ she doesn't want him to be in there. she doesn't think he could be, since she thinks she'd have heard if new arrivals had come through after her. but in the throes of a hallucination that feels damn real, it's hard to be sure — because she can hear him screaming, in as much pain as she's ever heard him suffer through, and she can't just leave him there alone. ]
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