At the bottom of the staircase, Victor's neck was at the wrong angle. Beyond that and the stillness, it was hard to tell that anything was the matter. His eyes were open and still looked surprised. There wasn't any blood on his clothes, and though falling down the stairs certainly felt like it would give him bruises, none of them were visible on his skin yet. He looked fine, if someone could just reach over and straighten out his neck. Victor lifted his hand on impulse to do so, to just fix it, and noticed for the first time that however his body looked at the bottom of the stairs, he had gone translucent.
"No," he said, caught between disbelief and panic. He barely heard his sister approach as he clawed into his jacket pocket, desperately looking for his wand. It was still in its pocket, thankfully, and unbroken, but when he drew it and cast nothing happened. Not so much as a spark.
"Fuck. Fuck," Victor muttered. This was probably the first time he'd ever sworn in front of his sister, but propriety was hardly his chief concern at the moment. He nearly asked to borrow her wand, but it wasn't his wand that was the problem. "Go get Jasper," he told her, without looking at her. Aside from drawing his wand, he hadn't been able to pull his eyes away from his own body. "Fuck. Fuck!"
"No," he said, caught between disbelief and panic. He barely heard his sister approach as he clawed into his jacket pocket, desperately looking for his wand. It was still in its pocket, thankfully, and unbroken, but when he drew it and cast nothing happened. Not so much as a spark.
"Fuck. Fuck," Victor muttered. This was probably the first time he'd ever sworn in front of his sister, but propriety was hardly his chief concern at the moment. He nearly asked to borrow her wand, but it wasn't his wand that was the problem. "Go get Jasper," he told her, without looking at her. Aside from drawing his wand, he hadn't been able to pull his eyes away from his own body. "Fuck. Fuck!"
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Fabulous set by Lady!