Severus started at the voice. It was a friendly voice, and he was surprised that he would find a voice friendly. he turned, his foot skidding gracefully in some of the butter-slick he had left in his wake. Albus. He tried his voice, wondering if it had rusted numb. "Albus."
Yes, it worked. He tried again. "Albus." He hesitates. He is not exactly afraid, but more... at a loss. He imediately identified and resented the feeling. But his old friend's presence was reassuring. He was beginning to remember him. "Have I missed something... unique? inexplicable?" He stepped backward, carefully so as not to fall, and even more determined not to cover his robes in this... grease. his hair dripped in points that trailed down his own clothing.
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Date: 2008-04-03 02:45 am (UTC)Yes, it worked. He tried again. "Albus." He hesitates. He is not exactly afraid, but more... at a loss. He imediately identified and resented the feeling. But his old friend's presence was reassuring. He was beginning to remember him. "Have I missed something... unique? inexplicable?" He stepped backward, carefully so as not to fall, and even more determined not to cover his robes in this... grease. his hair dripped in points that trailed down his own clothing.