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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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It's all the same shit. Just-- you know how he gets. Talk about being a halfbreed, and shit like that.

[He pushes his fingers through his hair.]

If we fight him, it's only going to get worse. I just have to pretend I'm utterly indifferent to it; he'll get bored soon enough.

If he hasn't changed in twenty years, and he hasn't got any new insults, what makes you think he's going to get bored? He's not going to get bored, and you know it. We all know it.

[His glare at Remus lasts only a moment; a moment later and he's already looked back to James, expectantly, waiting for him to look back and give the word.

But he hasn't, yet, and so Sirius prompts him:]

We're not just going to stay here.

He's not going to change. If there's anything I've gathered from Harry, is that he's the same miserable Sniv.

[ he just shifts his focus on harry, which makes james all sort of angry. all sorts. but he can't do anything about it because snape is stronger than them here. there's something about these new powers that he's getting, and james assumes it has something to do with his experience back home, but he can't accept that.

not until he can catch up. ]

Just...fuck him. Seriously. If he wants to act like he's still a ruddy fourth year that's fine with me. [ because james is obviously so much more mature. obviously.

and then there's sirius, and his eyes are burning holes into the side of james' head. this would be so much easier. james sighs, finally turning to catch eyes with sirius. ]

And we're not going after him either.

[He relaxes somewhat, though he doesn't yet glance over at Sirius-- who is fuming, he's sure.]

Good. It'd just exasperate the situation; it'd make things worse-- we'll leave him alone, and if he and I get into a physical fight again, I'll just-- I'll call you both.

[--wait, did he tell James he and Snape got into a shoving match? Oops.]

[We're not going after him is nearly the last thing Sirius expected James to say. They've all grown older and matured and sort of grown out of the people they were back in school--the war and the Order have both helped to sober the lot of them--but there are still things that get at Sirius, without any trouble at all. The inactivity he's experienced since arriving Asgard has not helped with that at all--it's made him anxious, ready--and the fact that it's Snape--]

You're joking.

[He says that to James, first, giving him the opportunity to take it back. But then Remus follows that up, and Sirius makes sense of what he's saying, and turns to stare at him instead.]

A physical fight? Since when was it a fight, I thought he was just talking to you.

[ he knows what he expects from the comment and it's exactly what he gets- sirius isn't happy with the comment and he's just as shocked at james' mention of it. he should be going out there, just as ready to act, to do something. there's that you're joking and james shakes his head, opens his mouth to start talking- ]

Listen, mate, he's not-

[ there was an explanation that should have gone there, about snape's body control and how powerful he'd become here. about how it wasn't smart of them to just blindly run into that because that wouldn't work here, but he's cut off.

mostly by remus. mostly by what remus says, his attention turning immediately away from whatever what happening between him and sirius to the third marauder there. ]

A physical fight? [ so maybe asking the same question at the same time as sirius wasn't planned, but it happened, james pursing his lips a little as sirius continues, waiting before he speaks up. ] What'd he do? Remus-

It's nothing-- we just-- he was insulting Sirius and I shoved him and he-- with his powers, pushed me back. That's it.

That's nothing?

[All of his focus is on Remus now, disgust written plainly across his face. His fingers are tighter than ever, balled into fists, and his jaw is set--but he manages a short bark of a laugh all the same, bitter and dark--]

It's nothing that he pushed you around like that. He used his bloody stupid-- ability, powers, whatever, he used it on you, and that's nothing? Merlin, Remus. What's something to you, then, d'you mind telling me?

[And to James, now, he shoots a single tight look.]

We're letting that stand?

[ whereas sirius gets angry - that's nothing? - james almost sighs out of relief. snape's powers, his ability to control bodies at whim, it scares him a little. not that he'd admit that to anyone, even to himself (completely), it's true. partially because james doesn't have control over his own powers, has no real way to fight back. ]

He could do a lot worse than that, you know. [ but to say james isn't angry would be too easy. he feels that rage boil up somewhere in the bottom of his gut. ] If he wanted to-

[ james matches the look from sirius. alright, fine, he'll rise up to that. ]

No, but we're not- we can't just go after him. Not here, not like we did at home.

Exactly.

[He still doesn't look over at Sirius.]

It's not a matter of letting it stand, it's just-- it's a matter of, of being the mature ones, of knowing when to walk away.

[Sirius laughs again, incredulously.]

This is insane. This is-- Merlin, who are you two? We have to be the mature ones? We're talking about a man that's lived ages beyond us, and he's still trying to beat Remus up! We're talking about Snape, right--we haven't switched over to talking about someone else when I wasn't paying attention, right? Snape. And you're saying we can't go after him, which is, by definition, letting it bloody well stand, so does someone want to give me a good reason?

Because I'm not letting it stand. I'm not letting him get away with this shit. You two can do whatever you like.

[ there is still a part of james that would feel completely alright with laughing at that being the more mature ones comment. because while part of him might like to think that's what this is about, it's not. it's about survival, it's about keeping his friends safe. which is why his eyes move from where he'd been looking at remus.

and it doesn't take very long before those eyes are shifted up to sirius, james' jaw clenched tight as he talks before james has the chance to speak up. ]

Like hell we're just letting it stand. But Sirius, have you seen him use his powers? He could kill you, kill us all. He's just as petty and pathetic as he was at school, but now he can do it now, and there wouldn't be any consequences for it. Do you get that?

I'm not letting him have that chance.

Edited 2014-01-25 02:27 (UTC)

I don't think he'd kill us, Jamie.

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omg that icon is so righteously angry

seriously james you're outdoing everyone

it's what he does what can he say

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