The Inspection

[acciomod]

On the whole, the weather had been temperamental lately. One minute, it was absolutely bucketing it down, and the next, it was bright sunshine. The amount of rain had turned the ground into a muddy mess, but at least the tents provided perfectly adequate shelter, and a gazebo had been erected over the community dining table to protect everyone from the elements.

Despite the temperamental weather, however, it had been fairly warm throughout the past two weeks, so the chill in the air during dinner that evening was particularly noticeable, even before the dark, hooded figure by the Ministry's representative's desk had been seen.

Nervously, the Ministry representative approached the table.

"I'm afraid we have a visitor," he said, addressing everyone at the table and hoping that anyone not there could hear him. "This is a Dementor, one of the Guards at Azkaban. It's a high security prison. He's just here to, well, ensure that a certain escaped criminal isn't hiding amongst you.

"I don't expect he'll be here for more than an half an hour, so do try not to worry too much. They can make people rather, well... uncomfortable."

Bowing his head slightly, he left the Outsiders to their meal.

[And so, a Dementor is lurking around the camp, just in case one of the Outsiders is secretly Sirius Black. They're known to sap the happiness out of the environment, and - in cases where there are true horrors in someone's past - cause traumatic memories to resurface.

The chilly, depressed feeling can be lifted by the deliciousness of chocolate, though the Outsiders will need to discover this on their own. Good thing there's dessert.]

Comments

[urnotafraid]

It was. There are probably a lot more people around us that has, but they might be too scared to reach out or they might think it is a sign of weakness to do so. Just don't close yourself off from finding the kindness in others.

[corruptedsouls]

[He... doesn't really have anything to say to that, so he just leans into Sho again and closes his eyes.

He almost seems a bit... tired from his episode.]

[urnotafraid]

[ He looks down and smiles a little, shaking his head. Poor kid was too young for all these kinds of problems. Instead he shifts a little so he can bring his coat around them both like a blanket. It was big enough, after all it had been tailored to hide all of his guns. ]

[corruptedsouls]

[Tobias makes a content little noise at that, a brief smile flickering across his face at the warm coat around him. I hope you don't mind, Sho, but he's drifting off after a couple of minutes. It's been a long time since he's felt actually safe.]

[urnotafraid]

[ He doesn't mind it at all. It makes him feel a little less angry when he had someone to look out for, even if he was going to puzzle over the whole monster thing. Course, he'll probably end up asleep too since this was a bit like home having someone curled up next to him like this. ]