hisdarkmark | Thirty-Ninth Hex

[As usual, Draco has once again gone and made himself scarce from a majority of the village as he works out more of his inner dilemmas. First and foremost, there's Hermione. She's most definitely, definitely not the same Hermione and it's freaking him out.

Secondly, he's officially given up on searching for Caroline Forbes. After running into other vampires...it's safe to say the blonde will never show up again.

And thirdly...? Even with his power, even with his abilities to turn into a coyote or produce patronuses or blow things up, he's finding it isn't enough to make him happy.

Recently he's returned from a mission, but he couldn't help but constantly think about the last experiment. He'd been convinced he was someone else, and he had absolutely no memories of who he really was...and it was nice. He was able to function like a normal human being again. Normally, he would make an elaborate announcement about his return, but this time...well, he's already pieced together what's happened in the village, and he's not sorry he's missed the tornado. No, instead he's entirely focused on what he's determined to find out. When he opens his journal, he's only got one sentence he'd like to share.]

What do you reckon it takes to bargain with our captors to permanently erase memories? Just curious.

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So go have a picnic with Tsuzuki and you can feel sorry for each other. [This house has been full of nothing but heartsickness for ages now.]

Letting someone mess around in your head isn't the answer.

Why are we having this conversation again, Hisoka? You've said your piece, I've said mine, so unless you've something new to contribute...[He's aware he's being ridiculous. It isn't just about the heartsickness though. It's about...well, a pile of things he doesn't exactly feel like sharing. It's probably for the best he keeps himself permanently locked up with Occulmency around him though.]

So what, no one else should be allowed to affect me, but I'm supposed to just give up and listen to you? Wonderful logic.

You're supposed to listen to me and not give up.

[He shifts, exasperated.] Just. Fine</>. Do whatever you want. Let someone turn you into a vegetable. Stop trying to handle your own issues and forget everything you've learned. If you've decided that caring about anything is a waste of time, then I'm obviously wasting my time here.

[If permitted, Hisoka will be barging out with the same purpose he'd used when barging in. Fuck everyone.]

...[No, fuck that, this is not how things go. He's just going to lean over and grab the book Hisoka threw, throwing it back at the boy. Though he's not necessarily aiming for him, he will be aiming for the wall next to his head.]

[As jumpy as Hisoka tends to be, he shouts when the book hits the wall. Uncool, bro. That is his thing to do to other people!]

What? I thought you've already finished saying your piece.