Draco Malfoy (
hisdarkmark) wrote2012-05-15 12:51 am
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Thirty-Seventh Hex - [Voice/Action]
[Hi Luceti. Today if you happen to be walking anywhere in the village, you might notice an overenthusiastic malamute attached to a leash. At the other end of said-leash is a rather disgruntled British wizard, more or less glaring at the dog as he's dragged along.
Stupid Arumat. Of course he had to disappear and shoulder him with the responsibility of yet another life. It was strange knowing that the man, the last original housemate, was officially gone. Not necessarily sad, though there was a hollow feeling he hadn't been able to shake off ever since he'd realized what had happened.
He didn't get much time to reflect on it though, seeing how the malamute has been working him. On their walk today, the dog's busy barking at pretty much everything, trying to pull Draco in all directions to sniff all the things.]
Gods, you're obnoxious, aren't you?
[He wraps the leash around his wrist to make it a tighter hold, using his free hand to make a grab for his journal while Edge is still pulling him along.]
I can't believe I'm asking this...
Dog training. What do any of you know of it? Time's a factor here, I'm half-tempted to toss him into the lake at this point.
[Later in the day, in fact, he will be at the lake. His lake. The South Lake. Edge the Malamute seems to have calmed down, but Draco's sitting up and a bit on edge. His wand's in front of him, and he seems to be concentrating.]
Expecto Patronum. [Nothing.] ...Expecto Patronum! [Still nothing. A frustrated sigh later and he's back to consulting Luceti as a whole. Though the journal's in his hands, he's hesitating for a moment. It'd be much easier if Hermione were still here, but she's not. That's a fact. She won't be returning anytime soon, so he'll have to make do with the resources he has.]
...second question for the lot of you. When do you reckon it's appropriate to give up on something?
Stupid Arumat. Of course he had to disappear and shoulder him with the responsibility of yet another life. It was strange knowing that the man, the last original housemate, was officially gone. Not necessarily sad, though there was a hollow feeling he hadn't been able to shake off ever since he'd realized what had happened.
He didn't get much time to reflect on it though, seeing how the malamute has been working him. On their walk today, the dog's busy barking at pretty much everything, trying to pull Draco in all directions to sniff all the things.]
Gods, you're obnoxious, aren't you?
[He wraps the leash around his wrist to make it a tighter hold, using his free hand to make a grab for his journal while Edge is still pulling him along.]
I can't believe I'm asking this...
Dog training. What do any of you know of it? Time's a factor here, I'm half-tempted to toss him into the lake at this point.
[Later in the day, in fact, he will be at the lake. His lake. The South Lake. Edge the Malamute seems to have calmed down, but Draco's sitting up and a bit on edge. His wand's in front of him, and he seems to be concentrating.]
Expecto Patronum. [Nothing.] ...Expecto Patronum! [Still nothing. A frustrated sigh later and he's back to consulting Luceti as a whole. Though the journal's in his hands, he's hesitating for a moment. It'd be much easier if Hermione were still here, but she's not. That's a fact. She won't be returning anytime soon, so he'll have to make do with the resources he has.]
...second question for the lot of you. When do you reckon it's appropriate to give up on something?
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Um, do you have a pet? That's so nice..!
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...Madoka, was it?
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But how.. um.. 'uncivilized' is he? What does he do wrong?
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[He just snorts a little at the question though.] You mean besides everything? He slobbers, he barks, he slobbers, he has no idea what it means to listen and in general he's just not answering to anything I have to say.
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Aside from that, why won't it listen to you? You're its owner, right? I thought dogs always listened to their owners.
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I'm not his original owner. That may be the problem. Are dogs temperamental like that?
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It's a story from back home.. but I think it really happened. It says that one time a dog loved its owner so much that even when its owner died it went back to the train station every day where the two often went together.. I think it's a nice story, even if it's a little sad.
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