resume_regulus (resume_regulus) wrote in resumption_rpg, @ 2011-09-16 23:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: katie mclaggen, character: regulus black, date: september year one, place: queen's avenue |
RP: Every river I have crossed...
Date: September 16, Year One
Characters: Regulus Black & OPEN
Location: Queen's Avenue.
Warnings: TBD.
Public/Private: Public.
Summary: Regulus...is a confused bunny.
Status: Incomplete
In the grand scheme of things, waking up to a house elf that you do not recognise in a bedroom you do not recognise is just a drop on the ocean compared to the million other things in the world. On the other hand, Regulus - despite his best efforts to the contruary - flipped. After the damned house elf disappeared, he had searched the house he found himself in, just to make perfectly and absolutely sure that this wasn't a trick. He knew that when the Dark Lord felt like it, he liked to let his victims imagine horrific things. And no wonder, he thought, knowing what he had done to himself...and to others. It was so clear and sickening, he was even nice to Kreacher.
It had been a couple of days since he had found out about it and he wanted to make perfectly sure what he was going to do. Hating Muggles was one thing. Hating mudbloods and traitors was one thing. But...when it came to the crunch, Regulus still didn't feel right about killing them. Avoiding them was fine...or maybe not. He had this conversation with himself a million times and it was still rather difficult to fathom if he could change at all. And if he did, who was he? Mother would blast him off the family tree...
He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He walked outside, frowning at the drizzle that seemed to lazily fall from the sky. He started to walk around, trying to find an answer...or two...