Who: Sirius Black (doggo) & various What: catch-all spot for some planned log threads + a spillover from the overflow post When: month of September Where: various Warning(s): language at worst probably. will update if necessary!
[He puts his hands in his pockets and does a half-step so that he's about faced and standing, sort of, beside her. More casual than the way that she's stood, probably, because he's studied at being more casual and loose in his posture, to set himself firmly apart from all the hours of lessons at manners and things. He surveys the market alongside her as well, as if he's here to help.
[Her answer is simple, glancing at the man before turning her attention elsewhere. What did he want? There's something that itches under her skin about a Black playing nicely. Pureblood names were well known even in the US.]
It's no less important. Some of the others don't know how to deal with magic users.
[Her answer is dry and obviously ill-amused. If they had a wand then, certainly she would have chosen to use that. His change in physique does little for her and if anything she looks more closed off at his suggestion.]
And protect a bunch of no-majs? [Said as if she finds that laughable. She wants to say there's no power to gain from being in the Guard, but there is the trust of the people-- Her frown deepens.]
[He smiles, tightly, at that note in her voice. It's not a smile that reaches his eyes.]
Why not? I did it before, among other things. Wasn't something I was paid for, either. S'ppose in some ways, that's a firmer vote for my character over yours.
Then do it without getting paid for it. [Her answer is sharp and biting. Given that he and his friend have judged her from the beginning without any real proof one way or another, the benefit of the doubt she was asked to give them was strained.] America's not all that far from England, you know. We hear about your family.
[That reference takes him by surprise. He stares at her a moment--and then, abruptly, laughs, once, a short bark.]
My family.
[The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black. He knows what she'll have heard, more or less, because he knows what everyone has heard. Whatever dilution of time and distance has taken place--it will still be, generally, the same.
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[He puts his hands in his pockets and does a half-step so that he's about faced and standing, sort of, beside her. More casual than the way that she's stood, probably, because he's studied at being more casual and loose in his posture, to set himself firmly apart from all the hours of lessons at manners and things. He surveys the market alongside her as well, as if he's here to help.
After a moment:]
Seems a little boring.
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[Her answer is simple, glancing at the man before turning her attention elsewhere. What did he want? There's something that itches under her skin about a Black playing nicely. Pureblood names were well known even in the US.]
It's no less important. Some of the others don't know how to deal with magic users.
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[He shoots a glance back at her, entirely blasé. Now that he's had time to fill out a little more, he looks handsomer, or at least far less of an intimidating specter. Whether or not that transformation makes him more trustworthy or less is entirely up to her.]
Unless they haven't got wands. This place takes all kinds. People going on about staffs, of all things, as if they're entirely reasonable.
I've been thinking of joining the guard.
[Casual.]
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[Her answer is dry and obviously ill-amused. If they had a wand then, certainly she would have chosen to use that. His change in physique does little for her and if anything she looks more closed off at his suggestion.]
And protect a bunch of no-majs? [Said as if she finds that laughable. She wants to say there's no power to gain from being in the Guard, but there is the trust of the people-- Her frown deepens.]
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Why not? I did it before, among other things. Wasn't something I was paid for, either. S'ppose in some ways, that's a firmer vote for my character over yours.
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[Which is to say she doesn't believe him.]
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My family.
[The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black. He knows what she'll have heard, more or less, because he knows what everyone has heard. Whatever dilution of time and distance has taken place--it will still be, generally, the same.
Still, sharply:]
And what have you heard?