Accidental Video
Jan. 16th, 2011 02:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
golden_hawke-=The aftermath of the snowball war is apparent everywhere. Trampled snow, destroyed forts, knocked over building debris and trees...
But one tree stands alone. And Hawke's there, busily carving names in the highest portions of the trunk, letting them winding down towards the base by the snow trampled ground.
He's currently working on his own name, a design of swirls and points in a language that no one would really know here. It's his full name, a name that he has revealed to no one here, not even lovers. Hawke takes his time, brushing off bits of bark here and there. When he's finally done, he sighs softly, touching the markings longingly. A moment later he pulls his cloak closer to his body and continues on with the work. He must have been out there for a while now, since he's wearing a heaving cloth around his waist that's down to his ankles, a tunic and the cloak.=-
But one tree stands alone. And Hawke's there, busily carving names in the highest portions of the trunk, letting them winding down towards the base by the snow trampled ground.
He's currently working on his own name, a design of swirls and points in a language that no one would really know here. It's his full name, a name that he has revealed to no one here, not even lovers. Hawke takes his time, brushing off bits of bark here and there. When he's finally done, he sighs softly, touching the markings longingly. A moment later he pulls his cloak closer to his body and continues on with the work. He must have been out there for a while now, since he's wearing a heaving cloth around his waist that's down to his ankles, a tunic and the cloak.=-
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Date: 2011-01-16 11:33 pm (UTC)[It's a long complicated story involving Tom Riddle and spying. And the pain of not being able to mourn Lily as he wishes to is reflected on his face briefly, as if he's empty inside.]
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Date: 2011-01-16 11:43 pm (UTC)There is something wrong. She told me there is a danger here. She did not tell me what it was.
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Date: 2011-01-16 11:56 pm (UTC)Can you protect your mind from intrusion?
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Date: 2011-01-17 12:10 am (UTC)I can. But I am no Shaman.
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Date: 2011-01-17 12:15 am (UTC)[Three guesses as to who. There's only been one recent arrival from their world.]
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Date: 2011-01-17 12:24 am (UTC)You have warned others?
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Date: 2011-01-17 12:31 am (UTC)[Private || Unhackable]
Date: 2011-01-17 12:50 am (UTC)If he bleeds, I can help.
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Date: 2011-01-17 01:11 am (UTC)[Private || Unhackable]
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Date: 2011-01-17 01:52 am (UTC)I will write her name here for you. I do not know all the letters for her name. If you wish, I can use my people's letters.
-=He points to his own name with his long and flowing, almost Arabic in nature and completely unreadable.=-
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Date: 2011-01-17 01:59 am (UTC)I think... she would enjoy that.
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Date: 2011-01-17 02:19 am (UTC)She will be missed.
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Date: 2011-01-17 02:33 am (UTC)[Snape's Adam's apple worked up and down once before he was able to continue.]
When you're done, could you point it out to me so I know which one is hers?
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Date: 2011-01-17 02:37 am (UTC)I will show. -=A fist goes to his chest=- It is never easy when a love is not close to your heart. It tears with the pulling, but it is strong. It will not break.
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Date: 2011-01-17 02:56 am (UTC)[Because his heart certainly felt like it had shattered into pieces. Again.]
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Date: 2011-01-17 03:03 am (UTC)It is a belief of my people that love makes you stronger. The stronger it is, the more it hurts, but when needed, you will find the strength you need to walk.
And if you cannot find that yet, others who care will carry until your legs are strong again.
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Date: 2011-01-17 03:09 am (UTC)Let me know when you're done carving the name.
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Date: 2011-01-17 03:32 am (UTC)I will.
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Date: 2011-01-17 03:33 am (UTC)[End Transmission.]