ooc- hey, sis, I'm gonna make you two search for each other. he he he
*Wesley's nowhere to be found; he's landed three carcasses away from Snape, hidden from view by the nauseating mountains of carrion. He calls Snape's name, but gags instantly on the fetid air. It doesn't do a whole lot of good, he muses, to be whole again if you're debilitated by your very surroundings. He rips yet another strip of fabric, this time from the lining of his jacket, and ties it across his nose like a handkerchief.
He's not quite sure what happened- one minute they were in the air, the next, plummetting (that part he gets, having left the tempest of Level 2 behind) and seperated. He doesn't think he let go of Snape's arm, he didn't mean to, at any rate... He gets to his feet and scans the horizon. He doesn't think the denizens of Level 3, Gluttony, are probably the sort he wants to meet*
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*Wesley's nowhere to be found; he's landed three carcasses away from Snape, hidden from view by the nauseating mountains of carrion. He calls Snape's name, but gags instantly on the fetid air. It doesn't do a whole lot of good, he muses, to be whole again if you're debilitated by your very surroundings. He rips yet another strip of fabric, this time from the lining of his jacket, and ties it across his nose like a handkerchief.
He's not quite sure what happened- one minute they were in the air, the next, plummetting (that part he gets, having left the tempest of Level 2 behind) and seperated. He doesn't think he let go of Snape's arm, he didn't mean to, at any rate... He gets to his feet and scans the horizon. He doesn't think the denizens of Level 3, Gluttony, are probably the sort he wants to meet*