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Maybe you've considered appping a new character but you're not sure how well they would adjust to the in-game scenario? Well, here's a chance to give it a try!
• Post with a character journal you'd like to voicetest or you've considered apping to Ruby City. Feel free to play them as newcomers or as if they've been here for a while - the setting is your own choice.
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[Rude, you know. The wand does come out then, but only for a small flick and a muttered spell that has a large towel appearing in Remus' hand. He does little more than drop it around Regulus' shoulders, but even that is likely more than he expects.
Remus tucks his wand back into his pocket and stands, studying him for a moment. Half drowned, seemingly unarmed and more to the point Regulus Black.. while he might be verbally abrasive, as of the moment he had no reason to harm him physically.
Instead, he offers him a hand.]
Up you get. You'll catch your death.
[Oh, Remus.. you're so funny.]
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The look he sends Remus is freezing, but Regulus happens to be freezing as well and so he isn't about to say no to a towel.
He ignores the offered hand for now, though, giving it a mere disdainful look, though. Regulus busies himself with drying his hair as well as he can with shaking hands. It does little to help with the soaked clothes. It isn't exactly a cold day yet in his wet clothes it might as well be freezing.
His attention returns to Remus, just a sullen peek from the corner of his eyes. He is wary to draw his wand and cast a drying spell, wary that he will be disarmed if he draws attention to his wand. Warier yet that it might not have come along on his miraculous rescue, though he is only half aware yet of this budding fear.]
What does it matter to you if I do?
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He presses his lips together in a line, just for a moment, letting out a slow breath through his nose. If he has one thing in abundance, it's patience.]
It doesn't particularly matter to me, but Sirius might not be too happy if I leave his little brother out in the cold. Regardless of your opinion of him, and of me, at this point in time neither of us actually want you dead. I'd take advantage, if I were you.