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@elegantkaen

"Speechless I see, a quality lacking in the youth of today." His hand still claiming the wrist he kissed.

The masked crowd around him tittered. Their unseen eyes raked over the young Witch, curious about why she was choosen. Brought here- likely forced, but still having gain the interest of Lord Voldemort. A rare, and not at all envied. Their numbers circled around both Mari and The Dark Lord, entombing her to him.

He turns over her wrist, as if seeing something written upon her skin.

A slender and painted finger runs across the imposing metal bars. Creating a click clack against the metal. Only to pause halfway across Grindelwalds cell to grip said bars. Leaning in to peer inside the dimly lit room and the man held within.

"I'm suprised you have survived so long," Delphi says, "More surprised Dumbledore hasn't come to finish you off personally. Or, at least, pay someone to do such a thing."

- @themalhare

[From here, because Tumblr, and because entire too much and yet also not enough thinking.]

He has no idea what to expect, and still he manages to be surprised into stillness.  It’s hardly a bad thing to be aware and present and listening, but the first surprise is not being turned away.  The second, rapid-fire, is unspoken invitation, followed by (what feels to be, sounds to be) a genuine companionable response.

Not just a response, an invitation to share the whiskey along with invitation to converse.  It’s--  Not good or bad.  But doesn’t feel quite neutral, either.  Listen.  Watch.  Learn.

He’d been aware, those eyes on him.  He’d been aware of his own instincts, and regardless of how many and how large those mistakes may have been in the past, he’s learned enough about what to drift toward.  He can never quite define why until it’s too late, still a distance from truly relaxing.  He supposes he must look quite a picture, surprised by the shot glass as much as anything else, taking hold delicately as if it might reach out and try to bite him.  He’s too busy listening to drink, picking words apart, tone, digging for detail.  Trying to offer none of his own even if he’s sure that’s quite impossible.  The eye contact in particular feels akin to being watched by a predator who isn’t hungry just now, maybe later.  That’s fine.  A bite for the road, maybe.

Odd to find his throat suddenly dry when a response is expected.  He hasn’t so much as taken a sip, nevermind trying to knock back the shot, but not... not yet.  Not yet.  “To speak from experience, I might say the most dangerous of monsters might spare patience for considering as many ideas as might be useful to them.”  But that’s only half an answer.

He considers the alcohol again.  With his gaze, turning the glass between his fingers, the sharp smell so close to his nose.  “I’d venture to say that wondering if you’re a monster doesn’t mean you aren’t one.”  But the logic, the reasoning... it slips through his fingers, and he doesn’t even have alcohol to blame.

@awaken-the-force 

Kylo Ren’s shuttle touches ground by than the castle had already been levelled. The ramp barely unfolds before Ren is off. In a mad rushes across the wreck courtyard. He feels it. Completed to answer the summon.

It’s a pull, a tug from his navel. Driven onward. It’s here! That stir in the Force that Supreme Leader Snoke warn about. Ren’s cowl head scan the scene. Nothing but rumble, blaster smudges left on the ancient stone and little resistance from those still alive.

“Sir?” Ren turns to Stormtrooper addressing him. 

Kylo Ren wasn’t officially in charge here. Still, many would not question an direct order if given.

“The droid was spot heading west,” Ren turn in said direction, “-with a girl.”

Girl, the same girl who help the traitor? 

Jenny was not going to be a cliche! She was not going to comment on how big the girl had gotten or how much she looked like her mom, or even how much Jenny had missed her. Well not yet anyway.  “Jo!” Jenny beamed and swept over for (hopefully) a hug. “I think we need to put a book on your head to stop you growing!”