[OPEN] All the angels on the wires || Gettin' dizzy from the heights...

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

WHO: Srs and YOU!
WHERE: ALL OVER THE PLACE
WHEN: All week long
WARNINGS: ...Sirius?
SUMMARY: Sirius flies around the city. Sort of.
FORMAT: ANY


Just because Sirius didn't have a day job didn't mean that he sat around idly. He'd moved his workshop to a new location, and had several projects going on at once to keep himself occupied. The project that concerned him most today was refining the broom that he and his friends had been working on for the past year / since he was 15, depending on how you looked at it.

...He tried not to look at it too close, it made his thoughts go crosseyed.

Having tried something different with the varnish on this one, he's decided to take it out for a spin, and will do over the course of the week as he tweaks this and adjusts that. And really, there are worse things to do than just fly around the city, seeing the sites and meeting people. All in all, it's been a rewarding enterprise.

Or it was, until something went a bit wrong, and a strong updraft sent him tumbling head over heels in mid-air!

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[onewrongword]

You know, seeing Sirius Black fly past your window is one thing. See him cartwheel past it, that's another. Snape was just listening to the chatter on the network when there Sirius went, pinwheeling across the sky like a whirlygig gone mad.

He didn't think twice; he charmed the window out of his way, and leapt out of it. (Yes, he'd been spending too much time with Gryiffindors, why did you ask?) Now was definitely going to be a test of strength-- but he wasn't about to let Sirius Black splatter himself across the MAC or any other building.

He'd get blamed somehow in the process of the idiot killing himself -- even if he was convalescing.

Feeling the familiar rush of magic-- it rippled out and extended around him, air catching to billow his cloak outward as he flitted after Sirius on nothing buy his own will and determination. He conserved his strength with straight line movement, wand out and at the ready; "Protego!"

Have a shield bubble to bounce about in for a moment, Sirius. It's better then heading toward the buildings or the ground at breakneck speeds.

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

Sirius feels the magic coalesce around him, benevolent and protective, but the wind in his ears masks even Snape's distinctive voice. It has the odd effect of focusing Sirius's mind - he had an annoyingly instinctive knack for magic that had always let him stay at the top of their year without trying very hard, but he was always better when he wasn't thinking too hard about what he was trying to do. Frustration at the broom had left him scattered and ineffectual, but now he reached out and put his hand here and spent his will there and soon had the thing under control.

"Ta for that. Forgot which way was up for a moment th- ...Oh."

This would mark the point at which Sirius finally turned and saw his savior's face.

[onewrongword]

"You forget a great deal, as I recall," Snape says, just -- floating there.

In mid aid. No broom.

Sweat is beading on his brow; this little trick will cost him, so soon. Focus is hard to keep. But once Sirius is righted, he releases the shield, putting his wand away. He wonders if that is prudent; this is Sirius Black, after all, and the man has never been wise about choosing his battles.

"Fresh from Azkaban. Hrmph. Someone else can fill you in on the rest, then." He drifts backward, slowly--wary. He will never trust Sirius, but there's good reason for that: He's never been able to, not once.

[sassyqueermage.livejournal.com]

[ Anders has resigned to the fact that this city was both very strange and a very welcome vacation from the mage-fearing land of Fereldon. He's out and about (wearing...whatever passed as normal for the people here) when once again something seemingly strange yet not very surprising stumbles into his line of sight.

It would be very useful if the Circle taught him how to conjure up pillows in case of falling men, but that would be going against everything the Circle stood for--being relevant. ]

I hope he doesn't fall on my head. [ Anders sighs, watching warily. ]

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

[The endless barrel rolls were just getting annoying at this point. Sirius had at least managed to slow down, but every time he tried to come to a full stop, the broom just angled up and up and slowly over, and there was only so much of that a man could take.

On his next ascent, Sirius hatched a plan. Well it wasn't so much a plan as a gambit, to be perfectly honest, but it really seemed to be about the only thing left to him to do. The broom flew gradually down, and just as it started going gradually back up again, Sirius let go. He'd angled things as carefully as possible, so that he soared over the ground in a low arc, bounced slightly, and rolled along, ending up more or less at Anders's feet.

"Well. That went well."

[sassyqueermage.livejournal.com]

Smooth landing. [ Anders quips, looking down at the man. If only raining men were a regular occurrence ] Was there a reason why you were flying on a broom? It didn't seem to like you very much.

[markofawitch.livejournal.com]

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

((QUICK OOC CHECK IN: Would you like to give Lily an excuse to dive in between Snape and Sirius in order to prevent them from doing grievous harm to one another? :D :D :D))

[markofawitch.livejournal.com]

HOPEFULLY THIS IS OKAY. IF NOT THAT'S COOL I WILL RE-WRITE IT.

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

He never makes it down. A spell engulfs him, protecting him for the time he needs to get the broom under controll, and then she can see... a black shape float out of one of the MAC windows. Severus?

Oh. That's probably not good.

They exchange words...seemingly calmly enough, for a few brief minutes, as Snape returns to the window. Then Sirius starts following him. And then Sirius is yelling, and magic starts to flash.

[markofawitch.livejournal.com]

Nothing about this is good. Lily knows how the two of them feel about each other, and--

Oh. Oh. Yelling. And magic. Double plus ungood. Nothing about this is going to end well. And this is why Lily sets off at a run up the stairs, taking them two at a time. And when she finally reaches Snape's room, she doesn't even bother knocking before bursting in.

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

Flying was fun. Even if Pantalaimon preferred to watch from the rooftops, Lyra was fast growing used to the idea that she could use her telekinesis to fly, had discovered how much she enjoyed in.

Until she was caught unaware and found herself colliding with someone else in midair and found herself plummetting downward, trying to right herself and reverse her fall with Pantalaimon's panic echoing through her head.

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

"Whooph!" says the someone else, who spun a few feet away, but soon enough a hand took hold of her ankle, and slowed her fall.

"Hello, Lyra. Sorry about that, this broom's ...touchy."

[lyingbrat.livejournal.com]

"Sirius!" Lyra blinked up, dazed, and smiled as she bobbed in the air, steadying herself.

"Touchy? What do you mean?"

Shall we say this one is by Hell Towers? :)

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura had been spending a lot more time on the roof of Hell Towers the past week. Sometimes with Pelor [and Mouse when Matsuka was either letting the increasingly large dog get some fresh air, or just needed someone else to watch him] and sometimes just alone.

While it hadn't been the worst month by far, it hadn't been a good one either. First Beatrice, then Yukina, now Bruno... With none of them showing any signs of it just being the Porter having a fit and whisking them a way for a 3 day vacation to nowhere. The loss of Hiruma was still too fresh to be adding new friends to that list of those gone back home, and with Matsuka so upset and worried over Keith...

He gave a deep sigh, flopping down on the grassy patch by the rooftop garden, staring up at the sky, watching the birds and passing--

... broom?

He sat up, squinting slightly to try and see who on Earth was flying about on a broom (he had a short list of possibilities in mind) when he realized said broom seemed... less than graceful.

Unless mid air gymnastics was just a thing in places with flying brooms, but somehow he didn't think so.

Quickly, he scrambled to his feet, hurrying to the edge. "Are you all right?!" he called out, hoping the tumbling person could hear him.

Not that he had any idea what he could do if he wasn't!

[michaeljangelo.livejournal.com]

Mike sits on an out of the way rooftop eating lunch when a man on a broom zooms past him.

His eyes go wide, and his jaw goes slack.

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

The man on the broom would enjoy that more if he wasn't cartwheeling about... but then he was a wizard so surely that was on purpose.

"HELLO! Turtle-friend! If I throw you a line, would you be so good as to anchor it to something? It's gone rogue on me."

...Or not.

[michaeljangelo.livejournal.com]

"You mean it's not supposed to do that?"

What does Mike know of flying brooms?
Then he winces, of course it shouldn't fly like that. That's like suggesting a rodeo is how one properly rides a horse.

In no time at all Mike's on his feet.

"Toss it! I got you!"

hope you don't mind a repeat. if so, i can rewrite it.

[i-seethestrals.livejournal.com]

Why, what excellent timing, as Luna happened to be out on her almost-daily/at-least-weekly walk around the City. For her, this involved a lot of looking up at the sky, rather than down at the streets.

Which would explain the irritated pedestrians bumping into her as she... simply stood there. And waved. To the... sky?

"Hello, Mr. Boardman!" She called out.

NO IT'S COOL! Lj is still being a bit weird for me though so sorry if I'm slow.

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

The less intelligent pickpockets of the City must have been so excited to see such an obviously distracted tourist.

Sirius would later marvel at how she was able to time her greeting for just the moment when he would swoop low enough to hear it. Taking advantage of a nearby streetlamp, he reached for it and ended up with his arms wrapped around it while his legs tried to keep the broom under control.

So dignified, the scion of the Ancient and most Noble House of Black.

"Luna! ...Hello."

He'll think of something more eloquent once the broom stops trying to fly off with the lower half of him.

NO PROBLEM sorry i am just... slow because i am slow

[i-seethestrals.livejournal.com]

Oh, the pickpockets were thrilled. Until they discovered all she had in her pockets were a few strange coins.

"Hello."

Luna walked over to the lamppost, casually, as if merely meeting up with an old friend instead of an old man who was quickly and dangerously losing a battle with dignity. And pointed her wand upstairs.

"Do you want any help or shall I let your broom continue taking you on a ride? You must have somewhere wonderful to go, it seems very determined to get there."

[meowminx]

[ Evening time. Selina got takeout once again, but decided to eat up on a rooftop for a change of pace. So she's in the perfect place to see Sirius go spinning past... ]

[purmoncul.livejournal.com]

[As if seeing a grown wizard spinning horizontally along like a kid in a Disneyworld teacup so many stories above the street wasn't enough, Sirius's expression of long-suffering annoyance really made this a special experience for his audience. Really, he should sell tickets.

[Having had enough, Sirius raises his wand and manages to point it North despite the whirling.]

Accio motorbike!

[Now all there was to do was wait a few moments while a reliable piece of transportation sailed through the city skies.]

[meowminx]

[ She may be smirking a bit. ]

Evening, Sirius.

[fastest-tool.livejournal.com]

When he left Moonybase in the morning, it was safe to say that a flying broomstick was not among the things he expected to see. But, what the hell, they had a hippogriff (as he had learned that one thing was called), finding this weird would have just been ridiculous.

He watched Sirius for a moment, wondering how hard it would be to get one of those himself. Then - oh. Updraft.

"OH GEEZ!" Rua's hands shot up, grabbing his head. What if he fell of? Oh god. Oh man. Less than a moment later, he was dragging what appeared to be a child's mattress out of the house. Boy, he hoped Sirius had some good grip on that thing.