*Barty's words overpower his own. Where they project to the empty hallways of this house, it seems there is only a certain decimal to which Regulus' voice can strain. Despite this, there is an unearthed sharpness there, a desperation and a will that makes up for his failing vocals. Surrounded by glass, shouting as best he can but with little hope to win, his hands shake with alarming brutality, with fear, nerves, and anger.*
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Date: 2011-12-20 11:27 am (UTC)*Barty's words overpower his own. Where they project to the empty hallways of this house, it seems there is only a certain decimal to which Regulus' voice can strain. Despite this, there is an unearthed sharpness there, a desperation and a will that makes up for his failing vocals. Surrounded by glass, shouting as best he can but with little hope to win, his hands shake with alarming brutality, with fear, nerves, and anger.*