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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-14 20:05:00

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!complete, andy gallagher, day 15, experiment, nymphadora tonks

Experiment Part 2: Andy and Tonks
Who: Andy Gallagher and Nymphadora Tonks
What: Being gluttons for punishmnet
Where: An undisclosed location
When: Day 15, 10:36 AM
Rating: PG-13

Status: Active

Welcome to your final stop in our little game, children. Sure, this room may have been occupied previously; but, it's made extra special just for you. Sitting on a single folding chair are Andy Gallagher (fresh from watching the murder of his friends) and Nymphadora Tonks, who probably thought she had died. Don't they make such a cute couple? C'mon, really!

That folding chair is set in the center of the room beneath a single bulb that is slowly pulsing light to dark as it plays a slow and tedious game with their line of sight. The room looks wet, and at it's brightest is quite red. Lining the walls, as before is a collection of mirrors in all shapes and sizes and status of wholeness. We really wanted you to look at your own face, Andy.

In one corner, just for you two, we brought in a special guest! Unfortunately, they didn't make it in so well. Slumped over with her moonbeam-shiny blonde hair is one Luna Lovegood. Sorry, Tonks, you couldn't protect her. From the looks of it, she'd been burned. Well, at least her hands. The rest of the burns? Well, we hid those from you. The room, for better or worse smells pretty much like cooked flesh. Be careful not to breathe too deeply, OK?

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polymorphic
2009-07-17 01:20 pm UTC (link)

Tonks had to believe that Elliot was okay. Just had to. So when Andy accepted her reasoning, she found herself a little more relieved than not. She hazarded another glance at Luna, a frown deepening on her features while her hand came up to angrily swipe at rogue tears that might have possibly escaped. The witch laughed, but it was short and not at all her normal bubbles of laughter. "Fuckin' survived You-Know.." Give the enemy a name. Give them a name and you take away a little bit of their ability to frighten you so much. "Voldemort. And this?" It wasn't right. It just wasn't right. She was muttering to herself, though Andy would hear it too.

She nodded, two quick motions of her head up and down, and moved toward the wall that Andy indicated. The floor was slippery, so she was trying to take care of walking along it. It was only then that Tonks really noticed the now-drying stuff on her hands from when she had fallen. She passed a mirror, sniffing at her hand.

It was blood.

"Fuck me." Muttered again, staring briefly in the mirror. But the brief look called for a more extensive one. She could have sworn that there was someone else there. The witch snapped her head to the left so quick that she almost got dizzy from the effort. It wasn't something to be shrugged off. Nothing was here. But she was intent on finding a door. Tonks came up to the wall and felt around. It was wet too. This she'd come to sniff as well, because if it was blood..no, don't think about it Nymphadora. Don't think about how many creatures (people?) had to be gone through to get all of the macabre paint.

Another mirror was passed in her slow movements. And there it was again. Guardian devil, always to her left. She turned around again, this time fully. "Andy..?" Called out tentatively. "Think we've got company."

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brain_ninja
2009-07-18 07:38 am UTC (link)

Andy went out of his way to push away the thought of familiarity of the terms Tonks was using. He didn't want to think about it; he'd heard them from Luna. Luna, bubbly and happy dead on the floor a few feet away. It made his stomach turn as he thought about it.

When Tonks moved away, Andy started toward Luna, breath hitching as he tried to take a deep, relaxing breath. Relaxing, that's hilarious, Gallagher, he thought angrily. His t-shirt slipped back down off his nose and he had to fight his gag reflex at the renewed pungence of the smell. Carefully, Andy crouched down in front of the body and reached out to push her hair away from her face. Then, he stopped. He couldn't make himself look at what was hiding under her hair.

Reaching his arm out, Andy pressed his fingers to her neck and closed his eyes, bowing his head slightly when he felt no pulse, even after moving his fingers around in case he'd missed the pulse point. There was nothing. "I'm sorry..." he whispered, furrowing his brow heavily and lifting his arm, quickly brushing a rogue tear off on his shoulder. "I promised you I'd keep you safe and I'm sorry."

Andy looked up into the mirror in front of himself to look at Tonks without having to look over his shoulder at her when he heard his name. That was when he noticed the blood. Fucking buckets of it... And then there was the shadow to his left and Andy gasped, falling over onto his backside as he tried to whirl toward it. Tonks was saying they had company and Andy was fairly certain she wasn't wrong...even though there was nothing there when he looked at the spot where the shadow had been in the mirror. "What the fuck...?" he asked as he got back to his feet. Looking at his hands to see what was so sticky, Andy grimaced. "Oh, Jesus!" he snapped, wiping his hands on his jeans. He looked back at Tonks. "Anything?" he asked. "Other than..." he let his voice trail off and raised his eyebrows to indicate that yeah, he'd seen it. Whatever it was.

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