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~ In some ways, their motley foursome of travelers have a lot in common - three out of the four, in fact, have the same Mark on their forearms. If being apart of the same criminal organisation and working together for genocide isn't a uniting factor, nothing is. However, their former membership to the Death Eater party most certainly does not guarantee the same motivations for being there in the first place, nor does it guarantee they all left for the same reasons. Not at all.
Tension is high as the terror of being a bamboo planter fades into the past. The three ex-Hogwarts students might share the same brand on their flesh, might come from the same school and the same House no less, but apparently much between Barty and Snape has happened from the time Regulus was alive and now, and he isn't entirely sure how to act because of this.

Snape, Wesley, Barty, and Regulus have all remained camped out in the many twisting tunnels of Four to prune their shoots together in the dim until they stopped growing back. Now, with the threat of new plantlife subsiding, Regulus sits on the least pointed rock he can find and worries that Snape and Wesley's generous aid will not do anything to dissuade Barty's notorious need for revenge. ~

Date: 2010-03-07 10:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
*presently, vengeance is still taking a back-seat for Barty - while it has been pruned a little, much to his chagrin, a stock is still pushing out of Barty's eye socket and he flat out refuses to touch it, he sits several rocks away and yells, as though he were being put upon by invasive nurses left and right even though no one is attempting to hurry him at all*

STAY BACK, YOU SHREW. It'll disappear on it's own.

Date: 2010-03-07 10:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
Well you're THINKING about touching me. That's almost the same.

*the bamboo shaft has formed a frail little icicle on its tip, it definitely does not seem prepared to disappear of its own accord just yet*

Date: 2010-03-07 10:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
*stubbornly, Barty scoots across the razor sharp rocks and comes to sit uncomfortably beside Reg, looking really quite belligerent for a man with a skewered eye*

Yes you are.

Date: 2010-03-07 10:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
*Barty's tone is tetchy - he's never ever flinched away even that time Reg had been bitten in half and has been crawling towards him twitching and sobbing*

Does something about my person disgust you?

Date: 2010-03-07 10:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
All part of the disappearing process, you see.

Date: 2010-03-07 10:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
*looks deeply affronted*

AT LEAST I DON'T SMELL LIKE AN ALLIGATORS CROTCH, SWAMP BOY.

Date: 2010-03-07 02:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severus-snape1.livejournal.com
*Snape sits across from them, far enough away from Barty to give himself time to react in case of a surprise attack. Right now, however, it seems that Barty is too caught up in arguing and insulting Regulus to pay much attention to him. Still, Snape doesn't plan on being caught unawares. He pulls his cloak, damp from Regulus' short-term loan, closer around him, while thick mist swirls gently from his Level 1 body, aggravated by the wet. For a long time, he says nothing, but observes carefully everything they say and do. Finally, he says softly to Wesley,*

We probably should be moving on soon, and we ought to start planning what we're going to do. We only have one full level to cross before we reach Dis, and I imagine the city will be heavily guarded.

Date: 2010-03-08 01:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deadwesley1.livejournal.com
*Wes had spoken very little to Barty as he'd plucked and torn shoots from the youger shade's body. He still didn't know the history between these boys and Snape, and he wasn't certain it was even immediately relevant. He did have the impression the two were somewhat well traveled in Hell. Perhaps they had been to Dis? Perhaps they knew they path through the rest of these cursed bloody...

He watches Reg and Barty and he can't help a sneer of disdain stealing across his features at their ridiculous bickering. He doesn't know what it is, but for the past few minutes they've seemed stupendously IRRITATING...*

You two, *he calls loudly enough that all his companions can hear,* Snape's right. We need to be getting on. We need to get to level 6, the City of Dis. I think it's the only possibility of finding a way out of this place. Have you been through this level? Do you know the way through to Five? STOP BEING SUCH A BABY YOU INSIPID GIT!

*Wes seems suddenly enraged and storms the distance between himself and Barty and RIPS the remaining bamboo from the poor shade without any warning. He then storms off to one of the walls, grumbling and fidgeting. It's more than a little out of character to Snape.*

Date: 2010-03-08 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severus-snape1.livejournal.com
*Snape stares wide-eyed at Wesley, stunned. It's clear that whatever he was expecting from Wesley, this was clearly not it. He turns his head ever so slightly to catch Barty's reaction. This was certainly _not_ the way to make friends and influence Barty, but he's so shocked by this unexpected outburst that he just can't react yet at all.*

Date: 2010-03-08 10:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
*Barty lets out a rather loud shriek (although he'll surely deny that part later) as the shoot is wrenched from his socket, it releases a gush of pus and blood and what could pass for remains of an eye - squished and destroyed - he clutches his face, sliding off his rocky perch and onto the ground, where he curls*

Date: 2010-03-08 10:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madlymirthful9.livejournal.com
*from the ground Barty stares up at Wesley's back with his one remaining eye, discharge from his now empty socket leaking between his fingers, his expression a particularly ugly, dangerous one*

Date: 2010-03-08 01:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severus-snape1.livejournal.com
*Snape looks briefly at each of them in turn, not sure of just what went on with his companion there, and hoping there won't be a repeat of it.*

I'm sorry, Crouch, Black. He's usually not like this.



Date: 2010-03-08 01:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severus-snape1.livejournal.com
*To Wesley, Snape turns an exasperated expression.*

What are you _doing_? I told Crouch I wasn't going to hurt him, so you perform eye surgery without anesthesia?

I can't take you anywhere, *Snape adds with a grumble.*

Date: 2010-03-08 05:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deadwesley1.livejournal.com
stupidlittlegit. *Wesley turns and begins to pace, seems unable to remain still. He is openly staring at Barty and Reg in a derisive, challenging way.* What makes you think, *he directs to Barty and Reg,* that you have a choice? *To Snape:* And if you don't like the way I operate, you can shove off on your own.

*There's something in his face that indicated he might not be certain of his own behaviour, but it doesn't stop him from spitting at the floor between himself and Snape in a "male dominance" manner.*

Date: 2010-03-08 06:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severus-snape1.livejournal.com
*Snape can't believe that Wesley is doing this; what has gotten into him? He stares at the gob of spit for a moment, then stares at Wesley in astonishment. For a moment, he has a desire to keep staring at Wesley until her reflection forms and he will lose control, but he shakes his head just as they start to happen, tearing his eyes away. Instead, he silently and with as much dignity as possible, turns his back on all three of them and stares off down the tunnel.*

Are we going, or not? *he snaps.*

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