Who: Silas and Niki Urquhart. When: Backdated to last night, July 31st, late. Following this. Where: Urquhart family home. What: Niki found their mother dead. Silas comes home to take him away. Rating: PG for talk of death.
The crew from St. Mungo's as well as individuals from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (called in due to a death of unknown causes) were moving throughout the Urquhart family home. It was a large house, but it seemed crowded with the people moving about, talking in clipped and hurried tones and moving about with purpose.
Niki had been perched in a chair since they had arrived, retreating there with his journal and a glazed look in his dark eyes as they moved about. Questions were asked to him, and some of them he answered in a vague sort of way - others he just stared at the asker in response. It was being chalked up to shock, which would have been understandable at a time like that. And Niki was in shock, coupled with his general slipping sanity.
He rocked there, in his chair, muttering to himself as he scribbled things down. Seeing words appearing on paper - from his brother, from Flora, from Tracey - was the only thing that kept him at all in the moment and from wandering away completely. He doodled little bird drawings in the margins and sometimes on the page, the same little scribble of a black bird over and over again.
He wanted to fly. And more than that, he wanted Silas.