*Snape moves away from the imminent, most likely short-lived fight, closer to Regulus though not so close as to be within Reg's easy grasp. He shakes his head at Barty's folly.*
Pryce was a Watcher in life. He's killed vampires, demons....Crouch must be more stupid than troll shit pie to take him on.
*He has no idea why he just compared Barty to a food product he just invented. And Wesley's loss of temper and crude behavior is so different from what Snape knows of him. Perhaps Barty just pushes his buttons, or...he knows he's missing something, but for a moment, he's not sure what. Then he turns to Regulus.*
Are you feeling peculiar? Any aches, pains, sickness?
*He starts to study his hand for a moment, as if it holds the key, then sticks it down the back of his trousers to scratch his left buttock.*
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Date: 2010-03-11 10:42 pm (UTC)Pryce was a Watcher in life. He's killed vampires, demons....Crouch must be more stupid than troll shit pie to take him on.
*He has no idea why he just compared Barty to a food product he just invented. And Wesley's loss of temper and crude behavior is so different from what Snape knows of him. Perhaps Barty just pushes his buttons, or...he knows he's missing something, but for a moment, he's not sure what. Then he turns to Regulus.*
Are you feeling peculiar? Any aches, pains, sickness?
*He starts to study his hand for a moment, as if it holds the key, then sticks it down the back of his trousers to scratch his left buttock.*