thedressingroom | (no subject)

[There's a pile of books beside the beanbag this wolf is sitting in, a collection that seems to dip into some fairly advanced magic. Remus frowns as he flips through the pages. He's decided that he really ought to take advantage of his time here, and this little studying session promises to be the first of many. He seems preoccupied, though, and occasionally stares off into the corner of the room instead of at the pages before him, thinking about all he has to look forward to when he heads back to the cottage.]

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thirdtimelucky

--it's a chewy word! Say it! Ig-ne-ous.

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novumlupine

I think I'll just be getting off of you now.

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thirdtimelucky

There is a book making mockery of my kidney...

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novumlupine

Mhm. [Rolls his eyes as he resettles himself primly in that not so prim beanbag.]

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thirdtimelucky

[Sitting up and settling himself between Remus' knees, back to the beanbag.]

Gimme a quill, I'll make some notes.

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novumlupine

Ask for one yourself. [Bops him gently on the head.] You lazy thing.

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thirdtimelucky

But I have wounds! I'm an invalid! I'm-- [The recipient of about a dozen quills.] --deluged with sharp things, ow.

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novumlupine

[Covers his head with a yelp.] Was that... absolutely necessary?!

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thirdtimelucky

Hey! I didn't ask for a rain of quills! This one's pretty nice, though. Look at the nib, all fancy and curlicued.

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novumlupine

Yes, very lovely. [Rubs his head petulantly, but also thoughtfully.] You didn't ask but still... this place.

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thirdtimelucky

...lets me live with you. Pretty good, really. Oi, room! Parchme-- ha. Excellent.

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novumlupine

[Good job pulling him back from his thoughts. Remus breaks his faraway stare to look at Sirius and smile.] There is that.

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thirdtimelucky

There is. [Tilting his head back to smile. It's a happy smile, quiet and content.]

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novumlupine

Ready, loyal secretary?

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thirdtimelucky

Dictate! Slowly, if you want this to be legible later.

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novumlupine

[He reads steadily, picking up book after book and making notes about the elements they're going to be patching together from different spells and noting changes they might need to make. A few elements from their Marauder's Map work get recited from memory along the way.]

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thirdtimelucky

[His quill scratches across the parchment at a pace to keep up with Remus' words, hurrying only after the momentary silences where he's dipping for ink.] ...should've got self-inking. Say that last part again?

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novumlupine

To... mix the tracking intention with the dissuasion, one of us should really take just one each so we aren't overloading. Does that make sense? We have to find them, then get rid of them. If you take the first, I can take the second, you did most of the first on the map anyway. They'll be nearly simultaneous, so we'll need be highly connected. Completely in sync.

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thirdtimelucky

...dissuasion... simultaneous... in... sync. Got it.

[Craning his neck back to peer up at Remus.]

Hmm. Do you think we have a connection Moony of mine? [Someone is still disgustingly pleased with this whole relationship thing.]

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novumlupine

Mm. We'll find out, won't we. [Cranes his neck down with a smile, cupping Sirius's cheek with one hand and touching their noses just barely together. Sirius might not notice, but Remus specifically took the iffy sort of mind control parts of all of this for himself. If they have to get Dark, he'd rather it be him than Padfoot. Sirius had gotten away from that world, he's a monster, it just makes sense.]