timestamp : 10:13, august 3rd, 1950 location : the verdant reliquary, diagon alley, public & warded tagging : @lazarusavery
‘ did you see this ? ’ normally he would give his cousin a warmer greeting, but there’s a bit of an edge to his voice and demeanor. still, he manages to be careful with his word choice, talking generally as he slides the copy of the daily prophet over the counter to lazarus, the tremor in his hand more pronounced than usual. he looks with intent at the other, frustration clear in his features. not at anyone in particular, of course, he did not have anyone in particular, but rather at the situation. his mind has been racing since he picked up a copy: there was the the ego bruise from how much of an incapable idiot he must look to the knights once again, which then lead him to wonder why this kept happening to him, spiking a small bit of paranoia within him ... the paranoia latched on to the fact that an owl with his name attached had been sent to cecil norris and he had no way of knowing who had it now, and the spiral continued thus, until he was standing here. the current comfort he was giving to himself was the fact that it was typed, which felt like it helped to some extent. ‘ somewhat concerning... ’ he tries to sound detached, even if the shop is currently empty. i’m concerned is the sentiment behind the words that lazarus has known taliesin long enough to pick up on.
