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DATE: march 15, 1925 LOCATION: black memorial gala STATUS: closed for @amcarrows

“well, hasn’t it been a while?”

the words are easy, smooth - always polite-amused at best, light lilt at the end of his sentence betraying the slightest fracture of something more than just glassy professionalism. even then, it’s too close to nothing. even then, it’s strictly measured. remind the other of the feeling of being both stranger and partner at the same time.

“how pleasant to see you again, after all this time - a shame it took a tragedy of this kind for our paths to cross again.” an easy smile, one maybe too many teeth in a place meant for mourning. “i daresay it almost feels like you’ve been avoiding me, dear amycus. i don’t blame you, but it does leave one wondering when you just up and leave like that.”

#sorry this is a bit short but u know me it'll spiral uncontrollably eventually wkejgnkwejgn #amycus 001.#amycus.#event 001.

LOCATION: Macnair residence DATE: evening, 2 october 1979 AVAILABILITY: for @numbcarrow

For a week or two when she first moved in, she could have walked around naked whenever she wanted, since she practically had moved into an empty house. She woke up every morning to an empty room and crawled into bed after her nightly stretching routine, the whole day having often gone by without seeing her husband. It wasn’t what she wanted, but she grew used to it – then just as she had, he appeared more often.

The last few days however, it was like those first weeks all over again. This time, she thought she knew where he was. Or at least, she could guess at what he was doing. Still, it left her rattled. Rattled enough to send out an owl after the shocking headlines in the Prophet that morning, which, as she poured herself a glass of wine, she’d all but forgotten.

The bell rang, startling her. She had good reason to expect no unannounced visitors, barring Rigel, and she glided to the door, wand in her hand along with her glass. There was a hint of surprise on her face as she opened it, though she quickly masked it with only a smile that was only half insincere. “I didn’t expect you would actually come,” she says by way of explanation, stepping aside to let him enter.

#numbcarrow #thread.#amycus.#closed starter.#what is the macnair residence you ask? i haven't got the foggiest idea

✧ - edgar, amycus, ludo

EDGAR:

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

AMYCUS:

LUDO:

#narcissa is confused abt how she feels towards most people aoreuhaoetuha #answered.#ludo.#edgar.#amycus.#edgxrbxnxs