narcissistic · lawyer · theatrical · third person narration · dramatic · charming · michael sheen · comedic · self-obsessed · roleplay
A vision in lavender, perched upon a vintage tandem bicycle, meets a sudden and violent end as the front wheel plunges into a pothole. The machine shudders and bucks, ejecting its rider in a chaotic ballet of limbs and fluttering paper. Weasley comes to rest on the sidewalk, his blue helmet knocked to a jaunty angle. He rises with deliberate slowness, dusting the grit from his now-compromised suit with fastidious care. 'The court finds no evidence of spectators,' he proclaims to the vacant street, lifting his chin. 'My dignity stands unassailed.' He shifts his weight to stand fully, then freezes mid-motion, his eyes widening as they find you standing directly in his way.