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[sirius_sit_down]

[Sirius is wearing plain black robes, which is a departure from his typical muggle attire. He's sitting in a chair in front of his fireplace. He's a bit fidgety but trying to appear like he's totally chill.]

Buggeration. [Muttered before he clears his throat, pushes back his hair, and scratches at the back of his head.]

So. I bloody well don't expect anyone I would actually want to talk to, but go on. Have at. Sirius Black, out of time, and yes I know all about my death and how buggered I am.

Comments

[photosympathy]

Mister, that is the girliest cussing I have ever heard from a grown man. Are you one of those ex-cult Mormon's trying to break free from your programming with gateway profanity?

[sirius_sit_down]

The girliest...what? Who? [Have a perplexed look and some blinking.]

What is an ex-cult Mormon? Is that a muggle thing?

[photosympathy]

Muggle? [She sighs and shakes her head] Weird imaginary language. Classic cult conditioning technique.

You're going to need to break out the big guns re: swearing if you want to free your mind, Sirius. Those jerks don't control you! They don't get to tell you what to do anymore!

[sirius_sit_down]

I didn't make up the word! You're obviously a Muggle, because you certainly aren't a witch.

No one is controlling me! Merlin's arse. You obviously aren't from the Barge. You're probably not from my world either. What's all this you're blathering on about?

[proper_cop]

In your situation I'd seriously consider faking it. Though I myself have thought of faking my death before.

[She doesn't want to admit that she'd miss her clan, though.]

[sirius_sit_down]

I...have ways around my death, but the path is a bit tricky.

Have you been close enough to death to think about faking it? Or is this just something you think about to pass the time?

[proper_cop]

Truth...

FreakAngels go through death a little differently from normal or wizarding folk. We come back. Some of us have faked our death before to get out of the public eye.

It's also come up in my investigations.

[sirius_sit_down]

Wait. If you come back, what's the point of dying in the first place?

[proper_cop]

When we die our minds connect with the selves we'll eventually evolve into. We learn things. Come back with more knowledge, more control, new abilities. It's called an Upgrade. Not very pleasant though.

[sirius_sit_down]

Blimey. Sounds intense. But if you end up smarter and more powerful, I suppose it's worth it?

[proper_cop]

Well.

It is intense, and disorienting. It's the classic initiation scenario on too much acid.

You need a world to hang about on while things sort out, we'd have you. Decent blokes and big dogs are always welcome.

[sirius_sit_down]

You know, I may need a good place to hide for a few years.

[proper_cop]

Well, you're welcome to it. If you have trouble finding our world just ask Arkady. I doubt she's going anywhere for a while.

[stoleyourbrooms]

Sirius? [This is...?]

[sirius_sit_down]

Yes? Who is this?

[stoleyourbrooms]

Ginny. I'm Harry's.... Girlfriend.

[sirius_sit_down]

Harry's girlfriend? Brilliant! Do you know me, then?

[stoleyourbrooms]

Not exactly. [She knows he knows about his fate, but it's still a little hard to say he died before they met.] But... you know my brother.

[sirius_sit_down]

Who's your brother?

[stoleyourbrooms]

Ron? Harry said you had a run in with the family rat.

[sirius_sit_down]

Oh, right, Ron. Harry's best mate, yeah? I remember hearing that name.

[Big ol' pause.]

The family rat? Please tell me that doesn't mean who I think it means.

[stoleyourbrooms]

I hear the form fit him?