The Forbidden Forest

He shook his head. 'I won't be doing anything of the sort to you Crouch. You're a human being, i'm not going to use you like some sort of recording device.' Bryn was insistent on being fair, even though Crouch was potentially still the enemy.

ooc ohhhh, you don't understand my Brynmor at all

Odd, there was a time I would've liked to have been treated like this...

"I appreciate it."

OOC hmmm.. Say Mer, you thinking what I'm thinking?

ooc possibly, PM me?

'It's no problem, you're of equal value to everyone else here.' he bobbed his head respectfully towards Crouch. 'Your offer is very kind.'

Equal value?! I'm far above all of you!

"But why? Why are you so willing to have me back?"

'why wouldn't we be?' he countered, lifting one brow.

"Well... I've done everything in my power to destroy you all before..."

'Like any of us are without our flaws.' he was rolling up his left sleeve, before pausing. it's not there anymore. My dark mark vanished when i died. 'Well, you know about my past.'

"Yes I do..." You traitorous waste of reanimation...

'I'm not a preacher, but i think everyone gets another chance, bla bla bla.' he shrugged, placing a lopsided smile on his face.

"I guess no one is an angell..."

'Not at all, hence why i'll give you another chance Crouch.' his smile was bright, extending one hand.

I raise my hand to his, relishing every moment of not making contact with him. But eventually my hand connects with him.

'That's it, you've convinced me.' his grasp was firm, sturdy. Politely letting go, he bowed his head again. 'Do what you wish.'

OOC Crouch: "Okay, AVADA KEDAVRA!"

IC

I pull my hand away, "Thanks..."

Bryn would see it coming


ic 'May I ask you a question Crouch?'

"Barty,.... please..."

'Of course.' he hesitated on his words. 'Of all the times to change... why now?'

"Well, I encountered someone who helped me come to terms with everything..."

'The woman who published the book?' he asked, curious. He'd once been tasked with "counselling" Crouch, he wondered how the woman had managed to get through to him..

"Yes, she's in the room of requirement if you ever wished to speak to her. She's there to keep me in line."

So a woman holes herself into a room to watch over ONE patient.. the boy was prodding holes in his mind, remaining silent on it.

'If you've really changed, i don't see any need for someone to watch over you, you're not a prisoner.'

"It's more of a safety measure in case I revert."

'Oh, i understand.' he offered an apologetic smile. 'I know most people here won't be as readily accepting as i am, so i wish you the best of luck.'

"I'll need a LOT more than luck..."