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Those that the beast is looking for | listen in awe and you'll hear him
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.
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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"How've you been? Busy, I see. Have you been working on this beauty long and I just managed to miss it, or did you put me to shame as a wizard and conjure her in a mere two months?"
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But within a couple blinks of the eye he's back to smiling warmly over Sirius admiring his bike. "Well, I probably could've built it in two months," he says with a vain little puff of the chest, "but nah. I've been tinking with her on and off for a while now, and just... well, one day I decided I wanted her to be my own personal." He looks down and pats the bike fondly on the forward gas tank.
... The smile turns a little forlorn, though. "I was just a week or so from finishing all the body and detail work when you left. I'd... been planning on surprising you."