Tom Marvolo Riddle

[And, suddenly -- fireworks. Bursting in the sky, near the lake, in a variety of colors, though they seem to stray more to green than most other colors, but the largest ones are red, orange, and bursts of yellow and white.

Tom lowers his wand before offering a vague smile toward the PCD, speaking in his usual quiet calm way, but with the slightest hint of mischief to his tone, as if he knows a secret you do not.]

Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the gunpowder treason and plot.

[He pockets his wand and his hands, before glancing back up toward the sky, at the constant fireworks.]

I see no reason why gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.

[And then, with a crackle, the feed ends, but soon, Tom sends a text.]

( [Filtered to Lady Morgana // Private // Unhackable] )

[Tom is standing on a street in Adstringendum -- or, well, perhaps the better word would be floating. He looks relatively unbothered by the massive amounts of water and various sea-life surrounding him, but if one looks carefully, they will notice that Tom doesn't have gills. Or fins. Or anything resembling the fish and creatures that are investigating him with a careful distance.

That would be because Tom Riddle is unaffected -- but, luckily for Tom, he is skilled with various types of magic, and a Bubble Head Charm is woefully simple to complete. Add that with a quick water-proofing spell to his clothes and Tom is free to explore without much hindrance.

When he does speak, his voice sounds slightly muffled, but it can be made out rather well, and the PCD floats in the water in front of him.]

I appear to have been skipped over in the Animus' need to make all of us look utterly ridiculous -- though I have seen a great many sea creatures that I don't think were here before, along with the giant squid that usually inhabits the lake.

[Tom inclines his head towards the PCD, faintly amused.]

I do hope everyone knows how to swim.