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paixaorpg2010-09-16 08:55 pm
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And You Thought Harry Potter Had Problems....[Active, Open]
Character(s): Remus Lupin, open to anyone.
Content: Remus wakes up after the disastrous night of the full moon, and slowly comes to realize what he had done.
Setting: We're gonna start at the church and see where it takes us.
Time: Late afternoon after the full moon, but before he starts talking to Jake via journals.
Warnings: A bit of nudity and blood at the beginning I suppose... Oh yeah. Angst, drama, and maybe a little more angst.
Remus awoke to find himself back in the church. The light from the setting sun had shone through the now broken window and into his eyes, not only rousing him from sleep, but causing pounding in his head. He rolled over to face away from the light, an action that was much more painful than he remembered, even after a full moon. It was then that he noticed the pool of blood on the floor...
Despite having a throbbing headache, Remus immediately pushed himself up and scooted away from the puddle of blood he had been laying in and realized that a lot of it had come from him as a sharp pain shot through his chest and side. Along with the headache, he also felt dizzy and lightheaded. Remus also realized that he was naked, and saw his torn clothes in the middle of the floor, along with his wand which had rolled closer to the opposite wall. In addition to this, there was an awful taste of blood in his mouth.
Slowly realizing what must have happened the night before, along with the various wounds he had received, Remus almost passed out again, but he managed to crawl and grab his wand along with his cloak. He knew spells to at least put some bandages around his wounds, and he managed to do so for the worst of them, but he ended up passing out again, his cloak just draping over him and his hand barely grasping his wand.
Content: Remus wakes up after the disastrous night of the full moon, and slowly comes to realize what he had done.
Setting: We're gonna start at the church and see where it takes us.
Time: Late afternoon after the full moon, but before he starts talking to Jake via journals.
Warnings: A bit of nudity and blood at the beginning I suppose... Oh yeah. Angst, drama, and maybe a little more angst.
Remus awoke to find himself back in the church. The light from the setting sun had shone through the now broken window and into his eyes, not only rousing him from sleep, but causing pounding in his head. He rolled over to face away from the light, an action that was much more painful than he remembered, even after a full moon. It was then that he noticed the pool of blood on the floor...
Despite having a throbbing headache, Remus immediately pushed himself up and scooted away from the puddle of blood he had been laying in and realized that a lot of it had come from him as a sharp pain shot through his chest and side. Along with the headache, he also felt dizzy and lightheaded. Remus also realized that he was naked, and saw his torn clothes in the middle of the floor, along with his wand which had rolled closer to the opposite wall. In addition to this, there was an awful taste of blood in his mouth.
Slowly realizing what must have happened the night before, along with the various wounds he had received, Remus almost passed out again, but he managed to crawl and grab his wand along with his cloak. He knew spells to at least put some bandages around his wounds, and he managed to do so for the worst of them, but he ended up passing out again, his cloak just draping over him and his hand barely grasping his wand.
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And then Wolf burst through the door. If Remus had been capable, he would have jumped at the sudden intrusion. But in this state, an explosion could have gone off and had little to no effect on his mind. It was too focused on staying conscious and alive.
He stopped sipping water and looked up at Wolf. "I don't know." He knew Wolf had a similar problem to his during a full moon, and if Wolf had indeed caused the injuries, he held no negative feelings for him. It didn't matter if they had gotten into a fight, or who started the fight. The only thing that was important was that they failed to kill each other.