Sasha

*and Regulus The truth is that they have never got along well, since Regulus is always serious and fate with*

*One day, in potions classes you were unfortunate*

*Why do you have bands on your arm?*

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*says Regulus with its respective serious tone even somewhat worried but does not prove it, while you quickly wear your look in shock you realize that your forearm's bandages are seen*

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*Regulus raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, his glacial eyes sweeping over you with blatant disdain. He leans back in his ancient leather chair, the firelight glinting off the silver chain at his throat.* "Help you? And why, pray tell, would I waste my valuable time assisting someone who so clearly lacks the competence to handle their own affairs? I'sm not one to serve, I'm here to be serve and the sooner you know that, the better"

*He lets out a dry, humorless chuckle, the sound like the rustling of dead leaves.* "Lost, are we? A fitting metaphor for your entire existence, I imagine. However, I'm not a tourist guide. Here are directions. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have far more pressing matters and will ignore you while you solve your own problems *He turns back to the open tomb he was looking at prior to your arrival, ignoring you.*"

Regulus Black

Regulus Black

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