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maraudingmutt[To say that Sirius Black was confused was more than just a bit of an understatement. To begin with, he'd been pretty sure he was dead. . . Then there was that little matter of . . .Well. . . The last he remember was being in the Department of Mysteries fighting Bellatrix Lestrange. Certainly not on a beach or anywhere near a beach. The man in his ragged robes tightened his grip on his wand, clearly more than a little on edge.
If you knew Sirius - or even if you'd only seen his younger self on the island at some point - you might not recognize this man as the same cheerful youth. His hair was untamed, down to his elbows and his face gaunt. The cheerful spark you might have noticed on his younger self was diminished replaced instead with a haunted look - the look of a man who had more than his fair share of troubles in his lifetime.
You might possibly be able to tell if you looked close enough. . . Or perhaps if you knew him well enough. . .But for the most part he was completely unrecognizable as the young man that ran the pet shop here on the island. He was also quite on edge - as if he expected someone to come out with their wands drawn at him any moment now.]
If you knew Sirius - or even if you'd only seen his younger self on the island at some point - you might not recognize this man as the same cheerful youth. His hair was untamed, down to his elbows and his face gaunt. The cheerful spark you might have noticed on his younger self was diminished replaced instead with a haunted look - the look of a man who had more than his fair share of troubles in his lifetime.
You might possibly be able to tell if you looked close enough. . . Or perhaps if you knew him well enough. . .But for the most part he was completely unrecognizable as the young man that ran the pet shop here on the island. He was also quite on edge - as if he expected someone to come out with their wands drawn at him any moment now.]
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Date: 2010-09-15 02:45 am (UTC)". . .How long have you been here?"
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Date: 2010-09-15 02:53 am (UTC){He's distracted slightly by his own thoughts, but stops in front of the apartment building once they reach it.}
Most everyone live in here....only a few live over shops, or in other places.
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Date: 2010-09-15 03:02 am (UTC)[It was so strange to be able to simply walk out in the open without having to worry about being sent back to Azkaban - but not strange in a bad way of course. ]
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Date: 2010-09-15 05:02 pm (UTC)Yes, though you ran around as Padfoot for a few days while we got our bearings. Magic doesn't always work quite right here, less likely the harder the spell....but we've been locking the door just fine with it.
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Date: 2010-09-15 05:48 pm (UTC)[He started then trailed off.]
" . . wait. Who the bloody hell were you calling dense?"
[. . . He just now remembered that bit.
Not proving your point or anything.]no subject
Date: 2010-09-15 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-15 08:16 pm (UTC)[. . There was a slight smirk on his lips though as he said this.]
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Date: 2010-09-15 08:34 pm (UTC)I'll always be older than you, mate.
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Date: 2010-09-15 08:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-15 08:42 pm (UTC)Only James would name you as the responsible caretaker for his kid. Wonder how he convinced his wife?
{He's teasing you. He knows you're a great godfather.}
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Date: 2010-09-15 08:47 pm (UTC)[He's going to give you a look as if he was hurt by your comment. . . But honestly, you're not the first to imply that he wasn't really a responsible guardian for Harry. . . Even if you said it as a joke, Mrs. Weasly implied it in a much more serious manner.]
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Date: 2010-09-15 08:53 pm (UTC)I'm sure you do no worse than James himself.
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Date: 2010-09-15 08:59 pm (UTC)" . . Mmm."
[He's instead deciding to look around at the apartment.]
". . . Nice place."
[ . . Change of subject is go!]no subject
Date: 2010-09-15 09:20 pm (UTC)We like it.
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Date: 2010-09-15 09:26 pm (UTC)" . . . I can see why."
[. . It had been a long time since he'd stayed somewhere he considered 'nice'.]
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Date: 2010-09-15 09:37 pm (UTC){He smiles.}
I'll take you on a tour tomorrow morning and show you your shop, but I have to go to work soon.
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Date: 2010-09-15 10:35 pm (UTC)[He figured once he knew which room was his, he'd poke around to see what his younger self left there before getting a shower or something to this extent. He felt oddly self-conscious around the younger Remus for some reason or another and felt way more aware of his appearance than he normally did. He just wished he had some nicer clothes to change into.]
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Date: 2010-09-15 10:47 pm (UTC){He smiles.}
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Date: 2010-09-15 10:56 pm (UTC)" . . Alright. I might take you up on that a little later."
[There's a slight pause.]
" . . I don't suppose there's anywhere I could get some clean clothes is there?"
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Date: 2010-09-15 11:07 pm (UTC){His eyes flicked to the clock on the wall.}
I really do have to go now.... {He sighs and rocks on his heels, there's so much he wants to know from you, but he won't ask any of it. Instead he smile and heads back for the door.}
I like how long your hair is now, quite dashing.
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Date: 2010-09-15 11:14 pm (UTC)[This was in response to the first bit. He had been about to ask you which room was his but he'd just been taken off guard by your comment there. He self-consciously ran a hand through the tangle, not feeling that it really added much to his appearance. . .But maybe he'd pay special attention to making sure it looked good after his shower since you said something about it.]
" . . Yeah. You know I worked hard to achieve this style."
[There's a ghost of a grin.]
" . . . And don't work yourself too hard."
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Date: 2010-09-16 12:51 am (UTC){And he slipped out the door, leaving you to your own devices.}