♛ Draco Malfoy ♛ (
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[the entry starts with Draco suddenly leaning away from the stationary screen, looking relatively bewildered—and not looking at the camera, because he doesn't know what that is or where to find it. he leans back forward, observing the screen, and gives it an uncertain little tap. he mumbles, a little.]
Is it working, then?
[he rolls his eyes and sighs.]
Feel like a sodding idiot... Well, here goes.
[and, unsure if this is properly doing its thing or not, Draco just hopes that it's working so that he's not literally talking to a wall. Draco seems to decide looking at the screen is probably the best course of action, as he talks—so to those viewing him, his eyecontact isn't direct, but hey, it's not too off!]
Some of you've already met me; my name is Draco Malfoy. I'm a somewhat recent arrival for this embarrassment of a city.
[and, as is characteristic of his house, Draco gets straight to business.]
I heard this was probably the easiest way to contact people conveniently, since there's no other option. I'm looking for a partner—someone to rely on when I start to get ill.
[he prays people get his meaning.]
That said, besides obviously helping the health of whoever steps up to the task, you won't be doing this for nothing. I'm a wizard—I know magical abilities aren't incredibly uncommon around here, but there's a fair bit of magic that can be incredibly convenient in the—[Draco half scowls, half winces,] domestic scheme of things, I guess...
Anyway—a simple exchange of information, such as where we're living or places we frequent, and trust enough to find one another as necessary is all I ask.
Is it working, then?
[he rolls his eyes and sighs.]
Feel like a sodding idiot... Well, here goes.
[and, unsure if this is properly doing its thing or not, Draco just hopes that it's working so that he's not literally talking to a wall. Draco seems to decide looking at the screen is probably the best course of action, as he talks—so to those viewing him, his eyecontact isn't direct, but hey, it's not too off!]
Some of you've already met me; my name is Draco Malfoy. I'm a somewhat recent arrival for this embarrassment of a city.
[and, as is characteristic of his house, Draco gets straight to business.]
I heard this was probably the easiest way to contact people conveniently, since there's no other option. I'm looking for a partner—someone to rely on when I start to get ill.
[he prays people get his meaning.]
That said, besides obviously helping the health of whoever steps up to the task, you won't be doing this for nothing. I'm a wizard—I know magical abilities aren't incredibly uncommon around here, but there's a fair bit of magic that can be incredibly convenient in the—[Draco half scowls, half winces,] domestic scheme of things, I guess...
Anyway—a simple exchange of information, such as where we're living or places we frequent, and trust enough to find one another as necessary is all I ask.
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[Draco's not even sure what else is to be said about it.]
Meaning I can use magic.
[Draco almost wants to add "and I have more of a right to breathe than people like you", but remembers he has to be making friends—and this guy's being friendly enough. just. god. muggles. muggles everywhere.]
What's your name?
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Okay, Merlin.] Any chance for a demonstration?
And the name's Duo.
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[Draco extracts his wand, glances at the ground, thinks the necessary incantation in his head, and up floats a large leaf; it seems to raise higher or lower depending on the way Draco's pointing his wand, and he continuously, gently swishes it upwards, raising it higher and higher.
he then slowly brings his wand down, allowing it to float back down, and the leaf trembles in place as Draco gives another little flick of his wand. subtly, but quickly, it suddenly turns into a moth, and flutters away part way—until it decides to perch on Draco's wand, which he extends to what he's been taught is the camera for a better look. his hand's a little shaky depsite his effort to keep it totally still, and so the moth eventually takes off.]
There. Kid stuff.
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[Once the demonstration begins, he's fixated on the screen, eying with scrutiny. Of course it changes to interest, then amazement in short order.
After seeing the transmutation, he smirks, obviously entertained and impressed.]
Bravo, Draco. [A short clap.]
I say that's worth a hand shake, but you know, all you needed to do was ask. I'd have done it for free.
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Noted all the same, of course.