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[All right, yes, voice, now (but first he laughs, because brilliant--no matter what the hell he knows about the future, about what's here and the possibility of what could happen here; about who is here and what that, exactly, could mean--well, it's not like Sirius can't be serious. But he's had time to ingest it all, so now there's this--):]

Yeah. Is it muggles or gods that invented little bracelets that you can write with? Because it's genius. Huge time-saver. Top marks to the man who came up with this, this is a bit of technology I can get behind. It's these, micro-waves, and turntables.

All right, but I'm going to briefly add to the questions that have been endlessly asked. I'm Sirius Black, and I want to know: is the main form of entertainment around here seriously to conduct surveys?

Because you lot are badly in need of amusement, if that's what you consider to be fun. Or are these bracelets just more of a notice board than anything else? It's all about cooking and job offers and survey questions, it's half lonely hearts adverts and half wanted ads and half girl's magazine.

Since we aren't doing any fighting and your little earthquake seems mostly settled--I've got something of a counter-offer to cure your boredom, Asgard: a scavenger hunt. I've a list of things, and whoever gets me the most of these things, I will give him a reward. Or her, I s'ppose, should a girl be clever enough. [ps, this is not a shopping list.] Quills ready, 'cos here goes: six large fireworks, one package of small fireworks, a birthday card, one of those thingers on the stick that you whirl around and around and it makes a noise like a really loud zip--er, right, an inkwell with ink in it, please--fourteen eggs, a box of matches, and a book.

Any book.

All right, that's all! Prizes will be distributed to the one who comes out on top, but I'm not telling you what the prize is, you'll have to earn it to find out. Entertain yourselves! [And Sirius, but that goes without saying.] Ready, set--go to!

[And he's nearly done, but oh, hang on, one last thing--] Also, forgot to mention, James Potter is forbidden from playing. Not allowed. Anyone sees him collecting objects and reports him gets an extra prize. Sit this one out, Prongsie, that's an order. All right, now go to.

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[ She was simply guessing on the information given -- he was friends with James and clearly from a time when computers weren't common. Jade isn't oblivious to the chill in his tone, but she simply cants her head slightly to the side in a gesture that's nearly canine, paired with the perk of her ears. ]

Jade Harley. I'm a friend of his! And I taught him a bunch. Like the little guy flipping tables? He is pretty fond of that one.

[It's a chill that lasts about thirty seconds. Really, why anyone would want to spy on James and his emoticons! It's a little more ridiculous now, in hindsight.]

Oh, so you're Jade! Hello, Jade! Very pleased to meet you, and all, and thank you for having the patience to teach James anything. Did he make up the antlers one or did you do that one?

[also why are you dating a Malfoy you seem relatively nice--but that can come later!]

[ Why is that everyone's reaction! He is a perfectly nice is emotionally constipated and morally gray boy. Pshh. ]

Oh, be nice, James is really sharp. -- but antlers? Is that - did he make a moose emote?

[but he's a MALFOY...]

It was more of a stag, actually. But a moose, I quite like that. I'm calling him Moosey next time I see him. And you don't have to be nice, y'know, he's not here to hear you, bless him.

[ And you are a Black!!! ]

Why would - a stag? That's a really odd choice for... oh, well, I guess I can't say anything. No, seriously, he and Lily and Remus and Harry and- well, most of you are pretty wonderful. Your world seems pretty excellent.

[disowned....]

Yes, he's rather odd, isn't he, none of us have ever really been able to puzzle him out. But listen to you, all full of compliments! It's like we're already friends, before we've even begun. All sorts of connections.

Most of us are wonderful? Don't tell me you've met some exceptions.

Voldemort doesn't like pizza.

[ you know he also killed lily and james and was responsible for a host of really terrible shit but

she's just trying to make a point here B( ]

[He barks a laugh at that.]

That bastard.

[It's unnerving, that he's here. Even if he's not the figure that they all know, even if he's not got any more magic than they do--it's still unnerving, knowing he's crawling around out there somewhere. Reducing him to someone that just doesn't like pizza shrinks him a little. Sirius can appreciate that.]

Doesn't exactly surprise me. If it's at all good, he's bound to hate it. Comes of being a nasty sod, I s'ppose.

[ She can't help but laugh herself, ducking her head and shrugging one shoulder a little helplessly at the sound. ]

I guess so. Well, it's very nice to meet you. Please don't be too hard on James. He tries really hard!

[ Said with a half grin. ]

Oh, come on. I'm his best mate, if I'm not hard on him, who will be? Whatever he is, he owes to me. Just remember that.

[Wink wink let's all take the piss out of James Potter who isn't here to defend himself, bless his heart. And that might be it, except all right so he really has to ask--]

Er. One last thing. I hear you're a bit close with one Mr [don't say Rock Spawn] Malfoy.

[ And Jade's face falls into something partially exasperated. ]

Why does everyone say it like that? What do you even know about him? Has he even been born for you yet??

Probably. I don't much pay attention to the Malfoy family tree--or any family tree, really. And I know more about Malfoys in general than I'd care to anyways, that's enough to start with.

You just seem so nice, is all.

You caught me.

[ There's an amused sort of half smile here. ]

It's all Stockholm Syndrome. -- but really, he's a good guy. He's a really good guy. Give him a chance, okay?

[Stockholm Syndrome.....]

Oh, don't worry. I'll give him the same chance I'd give any Slytherin, miss. You've got my word on that.

That is a distressingly ambiguous answer, Mr. Black.

I'm sure it wouldn't be to him, Miss Harley. And I did give my word! That makes it a pretty firm answer.

... you don't have to be nice to him, but don't be rude, okay? [ Some of the playfulness has given way to something a little more like uncomfortable seriousness. ] He's come a really, really long way. I don't want him to backslide 'cause people are assuming he has to be a way that he isn't.

[Oh come on don't ruin all the fun here...]

Truth be told, miss, I'm sort of excited to see the long way that he's come. It's going to be absolutely unreal, like a dog walking on its hind legs.

Pretend that was less rude than it sounded, 'cos I really do mean it.

Ehehehe, okay. I will pretend that that wasn't totally rude. Good luck with your scavenger hunt, okay, Mr. Black? I hope you find what you're looking for.

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