*Kenniwick's struggles cease for a split second as he gapes up at her, a new horror dawning across his face. Then, his efforts redouble in an attempt to free himself from the chair. This time, he's shouting at Sirius.
"Fuck, fuck, you didn't have to bring in her, fucking hell, why is she here--let me go, I haven't done a damn thing--"
It's incredible, transfixing, to realize what fear her name strikes in this man. And, Sirius wonders, why--what must she have done to other people--lots and lots of other people--to make him react this way?*
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Date: 2011-06-16 04:15 pm (UTC)"Fuck, fuck, you didn't have to bring in her, fucking hell, why is she here--let me go, I haven't done a damn thing--"
It's incredible, transfixing, to realize what fear her name strikes in this man. And, Sirius wonders, why--what must she have done to other people--lots and lots of other people--to make him react this way?*