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[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

[OOM: Pre-Milliways: Salazar Slytherin prepares for a trip to meet his beloved Madaeze. He doesn't quite make it that far.]

Salazar Slytherin enters what he thinks is a tent in Diagon Alley. He, of course, is very wrong.

He groans heavily and turns back around to a blank wall. He isn't going home just yet.

His hands move over the wall as he murmurs some spells.

Blasted thing.

He closes his eyes and rubs his eyelids gently, his hissing low and guttural. Unless you can speak to snakes, chances are you won't understand him.

"BLASTED THING!"

Not too happy, that Salazar Slytherin.


[ooc: note to people: Plzkthnx no more threads? He'll be back tomorrow. note to self: have slow-timed with Arithon.]

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[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

Robinton arches an eyebrow.

Zair chirps in surprise and falls off the back of the armchair.

"Can I help you, sir?"

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Salazar Slytherin places his palms on the wall and extends his arms, resting his forehead on the wall, sighing gently.

"Tell me what sort of magick has trapped me here. And, if it is not too hard, how I could go about unbinding myself from this BLASTED PLACE."

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"It's called a 'bar.'"

The small lizard rolls it's eyes, as best a lizard can. The harper stills it with a wave of his hand.

"The first drink is free, if you'd care to have one."

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Quietly, evenly: "I care not for anything save a way out of this place."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Xander blinks.

"... Sorry, anger-management classes are at the other end of the universe."

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Salazar turns on Xander and anger flushes his cheeks.

"Shut your mouth you insignificant being."

He turns back to the wall, pulling out his wand as he does so.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

He glares.

"You just make friends wherever you go, don't you?" He eyes the wand with some curiosity and perhaps slight trepidation. "Hey. You aren't a friend of Barty's by any chance, are you? Because we don't fight that war thing in here."

What is it about him that says "Death Eater"? Well, maybe it's the whole superior-race complex the guy appears to have.

[no-comb-shep.livejournal.com]

Sheppard can't help but raise an eyebrow at the weird hissing noises. "Uh...you okay there, buddy?"

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

"No. I am most certainly not." Salazar Slytherin waves off Sheppard's concern with an impatient snort at the wall.

[no-comb-shep.livejournal.com]

"Let me guess-Bound, right? Well, speaking from personal experience...don't try to hit it."

[creator_raven]

At a nearby booth, Raven flinches, slightly, and Power flares.

He grits his teeth.

"Oh, sit down. You sound ridiculous. And the door cannot understand you anyway."

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Salazar Slytherin rounds on Raven.

"But you do I suppose?" Salazar is really not amused.

[creator_raven]

"Snake is easy."

Flame flickers in Raven's eyes, and is quickly damped.

[hogwartsbadger.livejournal.com]

Helga see's Salazar and is almost too nervous to approach him. However he's the only person there that she knows, so she takes a deep breath, pushes her hair out of her face and goes over.

"Master Slytherin?"

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Slytherin turns to the voice that speaks to him and then turns back to the wall.

"Help me find the door."

[hogwartsbadger.livejournal.com]

"The door is were it has always been. You are standing right in front of it."

She frowns, wondering if he has perhaps hit his head on something.

[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

"I am afraid that if you are Bound, that will not help."

Very small, very dark young man in green and black leathers.

"Is this a new situation?"

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Salazar rounds on the small man, eyes flashing bright green and angry.

"Yes. For the most part. I have been here once, but I wish to leave now."

[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

Arithon's own eyes are also green, but with much the same sort of calm acceptance that Death's have,

"Ama'idan. I am afraid that if the bar has seen fit to Bind you there is nothing that anyone can do."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

From the corner, a very small person answers in perfect Parseltongue.

"The door will return when you're ready to leave. Your idea of 'ready' has no influence on it, so if I were you, I wouldn't swear at it. You might make it mad."

Perfectly logical, really.

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Salazar Slytherin, last of the line of Slytherin, whips around.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/]

The hobbit in the table next to him waves cheerfully.

He's going to have fun with this one.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_our_king_/]

The red-haired young man over at a table near the door, still wearing his grubby apron (he'd gotten back to work again right away), perked up, and his eyes widened and then narrowed at the man at the door.

"Was that Parseltongue?" he blurted out nervously, before he could stop himself. Then he hoped desperately that it wasn't, because of what it would mean.

He immediately wished Harry were there--not for the first or last time--so that he could translate it, and he eyed the man carefully as his hand crept for his wand, which was in his apron pocket.

[sanguimmuno.livejournal.com]

Salazar sighs irritably. "Yes, boy, that was Parseltongue. Good for you that you know it."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_our_king_/]

"...so I reckon you're from my world then?" he asked, also nervously.