http://purmoncul.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] purmoncul.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-10-12 02:47 pm

Lean on me!

WHO: Sirius Black and YOU
WHERE: Moonybase, Potterbase, Nill's church, a pub or something, I AM HAVING ALL OF THE SCENES.
WHEN: any time this week or last, just make a note of timing in the tag.
WARNINGS: Wizard angst and wizard logic.
SUMMARY: It takes a village
FORMAT: WORDS.

It was not the worst month of Sirius's life, not by far, but that was more a symptom of the tragedies he'd already lived through than a lack of trying on the part of fate and the Porter. The fight with Remus, Ruka attacked, Bellatrix back, Lily gone, and now the possibility of Voldemort... Everywhere Sirius looked, tension and tragedy looked back, reflected in the eyes of his family. As much as he might miss Lily, however (and Harry, still), there was a part of Sirius that could not despair as long as he had James and Remus with him. Which was good, because outside of being physically present, James and Remus themselves were not being the most helpful: caught up in their own tragedies, this was certainly understandable.

Historically speaking, Sirius wielded his penchant for dramatics to distract and entertain his friends when life got tough, but there was simply no out-performing the Porter, and the thought of what happened to Ruka bared his teeth as well. , and above all else, just very stubbornly being there, in dog form as often as not. He knew Ruka'd need space to...adjust to her new perspective on life, so to speak, and Remus... They hadn't talked about it, but in this case, that was because Sirius acknowledged and understood that he was following Remus's lead in this, not any particular avoidance, at least on his part.

All the same, a man needed some relief from care and worry. There was part of him that rolled its eyes at the ideal, but Nill's church had become something of a sanctuary, and he'd come to enjoy nights out at the pub with Andromeda, and even occasionally Eddie or Zatanna. He'd been spending less time in his workshop, but talking shop with the Weasleys (the twins and Ron as well) was a welcome distraction, and he always felt better after checking in with their wider circle of friends.

[OOC: This is a catch-all for Sirius CR. Named or not, feel free to start a thread with him!]

Nill's Church, today

[identity profile] lookfornakama.livejournal.com 2011-10-12 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin herself had been walking around after having a few rough nights. So, late in the afternoon, Robin was walking around Nill's Church. It was a bit quieter for her, and it gave her some time to just...think. But she was surprised to see Sirius.

"Ah....hello."

[identity profile] lookfornakama.livejournal.com 2011-10-13 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
She shakes her head.

"I just like to walk around here. It's......peaceful." No lie, she was just a bit scared of him. He did look really intimidating.

[identity profile] lookfornakama.livejournal.com 2011-10-13 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
She smiles a tiny smile, and speaks back.

"I'm Nico Robin. I'm an import, too." He wasn't so bad. Saul was a giant, and he was really nice.
trueltning_fury: (suspicious)

meh, how about Monday evening, the 10th? some PUB

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-10-12 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Geddoe was mostly oblivious to any terrible things happening behind the scenes. His had been a dry, boring existence for the past month or so, and he was starting to get grouchy about it. Grouchy required treatment at a series of taverns.

He was starting to travel further from the MAC to find slightly different entertainment. He still only wanted a drink and to be left in peace, but he was bored with the establishment closer to home. Nice though that guy was to let him in with a sword. He was pretty far away tonight, shouldering his way into a pub that apparently didn't notice the blade at his side - or if they did, didn't care enough to try to throw him out. He looked like he'd use it on the bouncer if they did.
trueltning_fury: (basic1)

eeeee!

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-10-13 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm?" Geddoe turned quickly at being addressed by name, but relaxed instantly and moved his hand away from the sword's hilt upon seeing who it was. "Black. Funny running into you here." He nodded once in acceptance of the offer. "Lead the way."
trueltning_fury: (drinking)

[personal profile] trueltning_fury 2011-10-13 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," Geddoe grunted quietly. "It's instinct, when people sneak up on my blind side."

He followed Sirius to the table and slid into a seat, leather creaking the whole way. "I'll take any good ale they've got. Thanks."

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Sunday; the park

[identity profile] lyingbrat.livejournal.com 2011-10-13 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Guess who's making her own shadow dance and shift while doing her homework? This kid.]
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Up ► I will make it to heaven.)

thursday evening, her church

[personal profile] culver 2011-10-13 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[More often than not nowadays, when Nill was in the church she was either with Damian or cleaning. Today, since the smallest Robin was injured and nowhere to be found, she had a broom gripped in her tiny hands as she stepped between the pews, sweeping up the minuscule amount of dust that had gathered during the week. It was still warm enough for her to go without a coat, and thankfully her dress was in a nice, neutral color today so she wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb on the street.

Not that it mattered in the church--it was almost always empty. Only a few times during her stay in the City had she ever entered to find someone else present, whether they were praying or just looking around. They had always been polite and tried speaking with her, and she always felt bad for not actually being able to converse. But most of them got the gist of her muteness quickly enough and let her go about her business without interruption. Not that she minded the occasional interruption, especially when it came from one of her friends.]
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Eyes ► Straight to your soul.)

[personal profile] culver 2011-10-16 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Blonde hair swept over her shoulders as she turned to look at the door, and a smile found its way to her face when she saw who had come to visit. Her wings fluttered as she began to climb over the pews towards him; Nill used the extra appendages along with the broom to help her balance as she made her way over the tops of the benches. It was a bit awkward to do with her shoes still on, but Sirius was more than worth it.]
culver: chitterbee @ lj (Tilt ► Badou I don't think that'll work.)

perfectly fine!

[personal profile] culver 2011-10-21 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[His hands are big and remind her a little of Heine's--they weren't as cold and calloused from guns, but still secure. Safe. She shook her head at his apology. It was unnecessary. Life was unpredictable; she should know that better than anyone. She had been prepared to spend her life in the whorehouse before Heine had come to save her. She tilted her head at him, silently asking what had been going on. She was a good listener, and had time to spend with him.]

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curses: (❝ D O W N ❞)

FRIDAY NIGHT, some random dark street

[personal profile] curses 2011-10-13 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite warnings by certain individuals not to go out while she still didn't have her magic, Bella can't stay trapped in one place for too long, especially since she'd already done that for almost fifteen years. And she was never one to follow rules -- at least the ones that didn't matter.

So she grabbed her coat and walked out into the night, relishing the sharp tang of the cold air as she breathed it in. She wasn't going to stay out for long, just enough so she won't feel suffocated when she returns to her flat. Besides, she wasn't entirely powerless without her magic. Her hand reached down to her side, fingering the blunt edge of the sheath that held her dagger. She was perfectly capable of defending herself should something happen.
curses: (❝ D A N G E R ❞)

[personal profile] curses 2011-10-16 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Bellatrix whipped around the moment she felt the brush of magic fly past her, instinctively feeling her side for her wand, her hand closing around thin air. She thought of bringing it as a comfort, but she wasn't willing to take the chance of having it stolen.

Instead, she drew out her dagger, fully aware of how pathetic it was of a weapon against a fully-trained wizard. She cast her eyes around the darkness, alert for any signs of movement.

"I know you're there! Show yourself!"
curses: (❝ E X P E C T A N T ❞)

[personal profile] curses 2011-10-22 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
She let out a curse as the dagger was torn from her hand, burying itself in the wall behind her. A flash of fear crossed her face before it became a wary mask. She scanned her surroundings, the sound of Apparition fresh in her mind. So she was facing a witch or a wizard. Most likely someone who hated her. ...She really didn't want to die again so soon.

"Well, it looks like I'm now completely unarmed. You can stop being a coward and come out where I can see you."

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