the process of delving into the black abyss is to me the keenest form of fascination

[amourpropre]

Who: Lucius Malfoy (Sr), Cindy and Blink
What: A journey to the fringes of reality for fun and profit. The second trip of others.
Where: The outskirts of Baedal, i.e., the fog.
When: Shundi morning.

They are far out enough, now, and the thick dense fog obscures their surroundings.

That said, there could be nothing to obscure, and there is that sense that although the fog acts as a veil, Lucius would not place money on the idea it hides anything at all beyond its legendary monsters and treasures. They've driven out through farmland until the encroaching mist swallowed the car, a thing Lucius hired with the down payment earned from Snape with the keys tossed to someone capable, and at the sight of some shape made blurred and indefinite, they'd come to a halt. Now, Lucius is (quite happily) out of the vehicle and leaving the door open, his wand out and shining a somewhat useless illumination charm at the end of it, the light doing very little to penetrate the thick fog that presses in from all sides.

Regardless, he points it to the figure. It's an animal of some kind, quite dead, as made evident by the jagged row of exposed ribcage pointing for the hidden sky. It stinks of ruined meat, with a smear on the road where its innards used to be before scavengers-- or indeed, predators-- consumed it. It's an unnatural thing, a six-legged, furred beast with its neck broken and bent, eyes picked clean and fur gone grey. Horns, silvery, wind in spirals from its head, one of them broken perhaps from age or conflict.

"Someone's done the task for us," he notes, just loud enough to be heard, his voice almost tinny in the strange atmosphere.



[ OOC: ONE OF YOU can have driven the car, Lucius cannot. :( ]

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[andyoullmissit]

"Right." Blink takes the offered gun and pops herself over to the lizard's other side - not directly across, as she's no intention of being hit accidentally, but in a place where she's in a good position to take a shot at one of the thing's heads before it can react.

She's a good enough shot, and she's close, but she's ready to pop away if she needs to. Blink knows just how dangerous a wounded animal can be.

[amourpropre]

The bullet hits its mark, punching through reptilian skull and spattering black blood, teeth and other unpleasant biological debris upon the rough terrain its legs have been smeared upon. The head left alive twitches as if it, too, had been shot, before blinking its feline eyes and letting out a high pitched mourning wail, all fear and bristling fury.

Its broken body lurches to lunge itself uselessly towards where Blink had been standing, a loud snap of its jaws closing in thin air - but it won't be going far, with one dead head dangling off its split neck, forelimbs clawing against the ground and bones splintered through where its knees used to be.

Around it, glass shards start moving along the ground as if caught up in an invisible wind. An absent charm in an effort to fix at least the windshield, the incantation inaudible to Blink and Cindy. Lucius has, by now, gotten out of the vehicle for the express purpose of a better vantage point.

Presumably, they are currently alone.