Those that the beast is looking for | listen in awe and you'll hear him

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WHO: Sirius Black & Moonyfolks
WHERE: Moonybase
WHEN: RIGHT NOW
WARNINGS: Marauders
SUMMARY: Sirius is back and he needs his bros.
FORMAT: I like the paragraphs but I will do ALL OF THE FORMATS for you. :>

Sirius never bothered to get off of Buckbeak and just rode him right out of the Lachesis's room, through the building and out onto the street. He was half a heartbeat away from just apparating the two of them, but the hippogriff would never have taken that without pitching a fit, and it would not do to appear in Remus's backyard with a panicked horse-eagle tearing up the place and likely anyone who got near.

The animal was certainly not as fast or as fun as his beloved flying motorbike (Miranda! Miranda was here!), but there was something to be said for riding free through the skies of the city, whooping with unreserved glee. Gesturing behind him, Sirius summoned a tail wind to ensure Buckbeak was traveling at top speed, but the few short moments it took the house to come into view still felt like forever.

Remus! Remus and James!

"There Bbeaky! That house there, take us down!"

The hippogriff had been extremely alarmed to suddenly appear inside a room, and didn't much care for the City either. He had never been specifically trained to avoid cities, but nor had he ever been allowed anywhere near one, and he wasn't sure what to make of it. He'd had a month to get to know Sirius, however, and the wizard knew how to sit a mythological creature. His utter confidence was reassuring, and while the house that he was guided to had a disappointingly small paddock in the back, there was room enough to land.

Sirius swung off almost before Buckbeak had touched down, fantastical mount momentarily forgotten as he looked for his friends.

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She doesn't recognize me at all...

It hurt. He did his best to bury it, but had to look away and clear his throat for just a moment before nodding and smiling in what he hoped was a reassuring way.

"Yes, it's me. I was...home for a little longer, this time."

He'd have to get used to it, he told himself. Hell, he was lucky that people recognized him at all, given what a mess he was. Best to learn the lesson now, really.

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She gives Buckbeak a somewhat apologetic look--I need to take care of this--before turning away from the beast and back toward Sirius. She doesn't stay in place long.

So save the apologies, Sirius:, you're getting chest-full of running teenage girl. There is no escaping the sudden hugs and you will just have to Deal.

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If Sirius truly understood Ruka's tactile empathy, he would have apparated away, as he is an emotional mess at the moment. Fortunately he was wearing the clothes Remus had given him after his shower and not the rags in which he'd spent 13 years in a state of unending, magically-enforced despair followed by obsession and murderous rage, or God knows what would have happened. As it is, she gets an armful of surprised and grateful Sirius, who instinctively reached out to hug her back, and the clothes under her hands radiate only intense, almost heart-breaking relief and happiness.

Wherever he had been, Sirius was incredibly happy to be back.

He manages a surprised "Oh! ...Hullo, love." in a thin, fragile voice.

[dragony]

Madness. Narrowly averted madness. What Ruka can feel is muffled in borrowed clothes and only one bare hand for examination, her focus turned elsewhere, but it's enough to make her squeeze a little tighter.

After Rua's return, it's a little easier for her to hold back how much her voice threatens to shake. "Hi," she murmurs, smile in her voice and a slack in her shoulders. "I'm really glad you're back."

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Sirius closes his eyes, takes a breath, and lets those words fill him up. A fear that he hadn't been able to put a name to until it was gone left, and he realized that he really and truly was part of this family. Some aspects of his is return to the Lupin family hadn't gone quite right, but this right here was more than he could have hoped for.

"Me too. I get into too much trouble without you and your dad."

Ruka liked him. It was going to be okay.

"I hear Rua's back as well."

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She finally pulls back some from the embrace, enough that she can actually speak without her words getting tangled up in fabric.

"Yeah." It's only one syllable, but it's a bright, relieved note of a word. "I think he's taller than you are now." It's good to have him back -- it's wonderful to have them both back. There's many, many people Ruka's lost over the years that she keenly misses, and while nobody will ever rank higher than Rua on her totem, there's only a few in the same upper tiers with Sirius.

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Sirius beams down at her, unreservedly happy.

"Aged up, did he? I'll look forward to seeing him, even if I strain my neck looking up. Are you hungry? There's Chinese take away."

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[olesia: consistent failure of timely tags since 2009]

The girl shakes her head at the offer, still smiling. "Not right now, anyway." Her attention drifts for a second from Sirius to the hippogriff keeping them company. "Was he brought here with you, or did you arrive separately?"

Monsters and beasts: kind of her deal.

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"Buckbeak came with me. Gave us both quite a turn to appear mid-flight in the 'Porter room."

The hippogriff is generally pleased with the idea of everyone paying attention to him, especially if it's going to involve being petted. (Or fed.)

[dragony]

Considering the hippogriff has already been fed (or, at least, has some part of a meal to return to when these pesky humans go inside on their own business), the occasion clearly calls for more physical attention. Once our silly humans move over his direction, anyway.

"I suppose that makes the most sense, all things considered," she replies, letting her hands slip and fold behind her back. The gloved hand wraps around her wrist, over the sleeve, to keep the one hand from bumping into the other. "But I wasn't sure who he meant at first."