Date: 2011-09-13 01:40 pm (UTC)
*His brother's worry cutting through his temper, Fabian falls silent. He's right - of course he's right - Crouch can arrest civilians all day long, but in the end nothing will make a bigger point than tossing the likes of them into Azkaban. It's like playing chicken with a rabid erumpent, he thinks - are they worth more to Crouch as free war heroes, or as proof of how far he's willing to go?

And it isn't right, not after all they've done, the countless times they've both been prepared to give their lives for their country. Years of ready willingness to die in the name of - what, now? And all for Crouch to turn around and do this to his own citizens?

Jaw tight, Fabian leans forward with his elbows on his knees and runs his hands into his hair, head dropped low. He's unconsciously trying to emulate Gid's reaction - ranting won't help, they don't have time for that - and makes an effort not to shout. His voice comes out tense and rough instead; he's only just barely holding onto his temper.*

...So we fight. We're in this to protect the country, and if that means protecting it from Crouch, then - then we fight.
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