a fulfilling bunny
Dec. 4th, 2007 03:00 pm![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"Two," said Remus a bit louder. "April, 1979. An old mill on the outskirts of Cardiff. Your makeshift 'laboratory.' I broke in with barely an Alohomora and had you flat on your back in under four seconds."
I am picturing one of those "negative/positive countdown snapshots-in-time" devices, as in, second by second, details of the four seconds before Remus comes in, his entrance on second 0, and then the following four seconds. (24, now under new micromanagement!) Perhaps whatever Severus is in the middle of doing gives off profoundly aphrodisiac fumes in its middle stages, which he in his businesslike way is mostly ignoring while he focuses on the delicate prodecure and the end product. Remus' arrival is fortuitously timed and pr0n ensues. Unfortunately, I definitely don't have down the Remus chops (...2G 6S the pound) necessary to write such a thing.