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Severus Snape (severelyseverus) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-26 21:04:00

Entry tags:

complete, day seven, faith lehane, severus snape

WHO: Snape and Faith
WHAT: A day at the amusement park
WHEN: Day 7
WHERE: The rides
STATUS: Incomplete
RATING: PG-13?

Snape looked out his window, rolled his eyes at the sight of great, noisy, muggle machineries, and turned back to his workbench. The skele-gro potion he was busy concocting was at a crucial juncture. In a couple of minutes, the two-hour boiling would be done; Snape would have to add just the right amount of powdered lizard bone, then take the cauldron off the heat.

As he watched the potion burble away, he shook his head at the realization that his place was going to be changing its appearance every now and then, just like Mirage had. Why was he surprised? He only hoped more of the settings would be more like the last one and less like this new one. What in Merlin's name had even been going on out there? Over the flashing lights and various whirs and clanks, the dominant sound had been one of people screaming? Surely it was too festive an environment to be a torture zone? Whatever it was, Snape did not intend to find out. He had spent the last few days stocking his pantry well. That lizard bone had not been easy to procure.

As the allotted boiling time came to an end, Snape removed the cauldron from its hook over the fire, and reached for the jar of powdered bone. Only once he had poured the remaining powder into his measuring spoon did he realize that he had used the last of it. The wizard closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had three other batches on the go. He was going to need more bone. Today. He was going to have to go out into that maelstrom of muggle nonsense. This was not turning into a good day.

Grabbing his black cloak, Snape strode angrily from his chambers.

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dark_slayer
2009-05-26 02:59 pm UTC (link)

The momentary weakness was over, so far as she was concerned. She was relieved, really, that she'd been interupted before she'd gone any further with it. As far as she was concerned, this was over. So she just threw herself into the ride, and by the end, she felt much better about everything.

At the end of the ride, she turned to Snape and arched an eyebrow at him. "Fun, right, Skeletor?" The previous conversation was completely pushed aside, as Faith had less than no interest in continuing with what had been nothing more than a momentary weakness.

"I wanna go again." Her dark eyes were sparkling, her skin was slightly flushed, and she was almost bouncing in her seat. "Can we?" The look she gave him was really almost imploring.

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severelyseverus
2009-06-02 10:53 pm UTC (link)

Snape slowly released the white-knuckled grip he had on the coaster car's rim, and turned to face the bouncing young woman next to him. Fighting to keep his deep reluctance to ever undergo that experience again from his face (and succeeding fairly well, from years of practice), Snape struggled to find the best answer to Faith's question. As much as he did not want to ride the coaster once more, he had to admit, at least to himself, that he found Faith's eagerness almost irresistable. More than that, he found the way it tickled his memories somewhat arousing, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to admit that to himself.

"Yes. We can."

Snape took a deep breath and sat back in the seat. One more time, and that was it. At least this time he would know what to expect.

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dark_slayer
2009-06-10 10:41 pm UTC (link)

The pretty brunette looked at him in disbelief. She had fully expected him to say no to that, once it became obvious he was seriously freaked out. But he was willing to go again. In a rare moment of compassion, she shook her head and shrugged. "Nah, it's cool. It's totally boring the second time, anyhow."

She crawled out of the car, and then turned to Snape. Now was the time when it could get awkward, considering what she'd said. She bit her lower lip and looked at him seeming almost vulnerable.

"Hey, look, about that stuff I said, I was just fucking around, alright?" She punched him lightly, well, lightly for her, anyway, on the shoulder. "You're alright, Skeletor. I gotta jet, later."

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