CeliaDelacourJordan
*Celia approaches her nephew, looking almost nervous. When she starts talking, she seems unsure and wary, almost as if she's afraid of where this conversation might lead* Ben, mom ange, ca-can I talk to you for a moment? It's extremely important.
Ben_Regina_Waarcroft
@CeliaDelacourJordan @Lee--Jordan *Ben stirs, waking up on the sofa wondering what the hell happened. Then it hits him, the memories from last night come flooding back all at once as he stands shakily. Slipping his wand back into his sleeve as he fixes his clothes, walking off to go about a few 'errands'*
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Lee--Jordan
@CeliaDelacourJordan *Lee sighs thoughtfully.* Love, none of this changes anything. In fact, I don't blame you for sympathizing with the Dark Lord. Sometimes did I often wonder myself which side was the right one. *He finishes off his tea that he'd been sipping on the whole time.* And you're right. But I have a theory about his mark. It doesn't feel like a Dark Mark. It's... Different. Something far more powerful than a simple Dark Mark. I think there's something he's not telling us about how it came to be.
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CeliaDelacourJordan
@Lee--Jordan *Celia continues to avoid eye contact, something that she had been doing a lot of that day, and began to explain some of what happened at the orphanage she stayed at, but not all of it. * They, they were horrible people there. All of them muggles who had some problem of their own. Most of them mental disabilities that made them into bullies. There were a few that were worse than others. Alex Laurens was one of the worst, but they all liked to mess with me, seeing that at the time, I was a shell of a person, suffering the loss of her parents and overcome by grief and seemingly defenseless. Many of the kids did it to keep in Alex's good graces, but it was all the same to me. The owners noticed that could do strange things and decided to try and beat that out of me. That was part of the appeal that the Dark Lord had. He knew how to get in your head and play to your weaknesses. He saw that I was broken and hurting and he played to that. Promised me revenge. Revenge on the muggles that killed my parents; on the muggles in the orphanage; even made me think that I wanted revenge on Dumbledore, simply for the fact that he never saved me from that place. It took me years to realize that he was wrong, that I didn't need revenge, but love. He knew how to play with your head and I fell for all his tricks. That's when I met the Delacours, and Fluer re-taught me the power of love. Then, I found you again and it was almost perfect, but I could never bring myself to tell either of you, so I created that spell. That's why I knew that there was something off about Ben's Mark. I studied those marks for months trying to remove it before finally settling with an advanced concealment charm of my own creation. *Celia pauses to take a drink.* That's why I was pushing so much with Ben. There is something off about that Mark. Something he's not telling us and it worries me. Any time I'm near his mark, mine starts acting up, like it's awakening mine. It scares me.
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