ext_153161 ([identity profile] not-from-mars.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2008-01-05 02:29 pm
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Seventy-three

Slytherin Quidditch lot, I'm going out for so --

[a long pause, and the journal picks up the Doctor's breath shuddering slightly, before, in an aggressive voice laden with the effects of the Dementors:]

Well then, good thing I'm ready for you, bea --

[but the tone is shortlived as:]

No, no, this isn't -- stop. Stop, I can't -- I won't -- It was the only way to end --

Expec - expec -- EXPECTO PATRONUM!

[a thud, and just breathing now; long and slow]

[identity profile] broken-clock.livejournal.com 2008-01-06 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[sometimes later footsteps are picked up again]

Hello there.

[floor creaks slightly as he kneels down]

Here. Dark chocolate. It helps, oddly enough.

[identity profile] broken-clock.livejournal.com 2008-01-06 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[faint smile]

It worked for me.

[identity profile] broken-clock.livejournal.com 2008-01-06 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[his smile widens slightly]

I'm not sure why - the theobromine, perhaps.

[awkward silence]

[identity profile] broken-clock.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[the slight furrow of his brow shows that he notices; he's simply not sure if he should react]

...It should - you should be all right once you've had some rest.

[identity profile] broken-clock.livejournal.com 2008-01-07 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[softly]

Not at all, and you've nothing to apologise for.

...So, ah, what were you going out for?

[identity profile] broken-clock.livejournal.com 2008-01-09 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[slight nod]

It might clear your head, at least - and come to that I ought to practice too...