| Opening Log

[shadowqueen]

Everyone's waking up at once, covered in bits of rubble, temporarily without abilities and with a lurking headache. The castle looms around them, irrepressibly gray, huge and silent. The only noises are the people, rustling as they extract themselves from their sarcophagi and look for exits along the arching walkways.

Better take a look around, and see if anyone else knows what's going on.

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[feigns]

[ he glances at her sharply, a frown briefly marring his features. he's used to women complaining and doing nothing to help themselves, but it still irritates him. perhaps, he thinks, the comparison to camille was unwarranted; camille wasn't helpless, or useless. perhaps this woman was more like jessamine. ]

Then we must all be nobody, then, for that is what happened. Shortly, I'll renounce my name, and as the first of us to do so, I expect to be regarded as the chief nobody. [ it's muttered irritably, and quickly followed up with a determined walk away from her, towards the outskirts of the room. regardless of what she intended, he has every intention of searching more thoroughly. ]

[pridegoesbefore]

[...that sort of irritation reminds her of Severus. Of course, he has talent to back it up, and she's not sure what this young man has, other than a snarky comeback. Nobody, indeed. The Ancient and Noble House of Black does not produce nobodies.]

Speak for yourself.

[Narcissa watches him leave for a moment, then turns and picks her way carefully over the crumbling piles of stone. Her wand may not be of any use just yet, but she has eyes, and spent her formative years in a castle. At least some parts of the walls look to be patched, which means potential doorways.]