darkart: ( commission, dnt ) (behind the skin)
sᴇᴠᴇʀᴜs. ([personal profile] darkart) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs 2014-07-12 03:28 am (UTC)

'Something is wrong with him'.

The lazily-cast tracking spell swirls through the hall and marks out a door - one Severus would have been able to find easily without assistance, it seems, because even meters away he can hear it, reminding him uncharacteristically of petulant teenage behavior he himself never had the opportunity to indulge in. There is no ominous apprehension within him as he approaches, footsteps quiet by nature. Severus is not skeptical - he doesn't think someone as closed off as Lehnsherr would bring it up with such deliberation if it was nothing - but he is carefully avoiding any wound-up preconceptions. He's personally experienced enough strife caused by timelines to, frankly, not want to get involved (no matter what aesthetic sins Charles may have committed), but there's something to be said about professional camaraderie. Probably.

Severus knocks on the door twice, firmly. The sound shoots through the deserted hall unfettered without anything else to absorb into, the edges of it rolling away like distant thunder.

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