voice; locked to unseelie

[thebreakingwave]

Good afternoon, I've been informed that one of our number has recently taken a woman named Hermione hostage. If this is the case, I'd appreciate proof of life and the opportunity to talk with her and make sure that she's being well-cared for. I'll offer whatever surety you need.

[He doesn't sound particularly pleased, but he's making an effort to remain professional.]

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[thebreakingwave]

Some idiot snuck away into the mines, woke the dragon, it went mad, and brought the damned mountain down.

[ ...and there's the anger he's been bottling up since it happened. ]

We lost a lot of people down in there and in the town itself.

[brainiest]

[ uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ]

I. Well. I'm sure they had their reasons? And I highly doubt they knew the mountain would collapse like that.

[thebreakingwave]

[ He pauses, counts to ten, and then tries to continue. ]

I spent hours in the mines pulling out people, and frankly, I don't think intent matters. Or matters enough to make me willing to forgive and forget. Would you?

[brainiest]

[ She sighs, heavily. ]

No, it doesn't. But I was on that team, Harry. Unfortunately, I'm a little caught up in their side -- and I was locked up long before the mountain fell.

[thebreakingwave]

I'm not mad at you. Not at all. But I am angry. Really upset and I can't seem to turn it off.

[ There's the sound of him shifting around. He's unsettled and feels the need to move. ]

I'm sure they didn't mean to leave so many dead or maimed, but that's what's happened. I don't know, maybe I should be more willing to move on, but I just can't do it right now. I'm sorry, Hermione. I really am.