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undergrounds2016-02-01 09:14 pm
constantprisoner) wrote in undergrounds2016-02-01 09:14 pm
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February Catch-All
[Hillingdon - closed to Annie]
While it wasn't really his intention, Sirius has become something of a familiar face at Hillingdon house. He can usually be seen around, though he doesn't interact with a whole lot of people, outside of those he already knows and is familiar with. Those that do remember him have thankfully kept their distance (no doubt due to his family's influence) and Sirius has to admit that he doesn't mind. He wasn't there to renew those old bonds, just develop something of a place of security. He hopes.
Mostly he can be seen at the task board, taking up various odd jobs, and that's where he is currently, considering what was available.
[Barnet - Shopping, early February]
If there was one thing on this world that he could do without, Sirius decided, it was shopping. Grocery shopping in particular. It was just an exhausting chore in his mind, not to mention dangerous given his present state. Wandering the aisles and trying to make sure he wasn't noticed was always and adventure, and not the fun sort. He left the store with a vast amount of relief and headed home. He'd eat out all the time if he could, but money was something he had to pay attention to and eating out also posed risks.
He missed the days when he could risk a little more in his life.
[Valentine's Day and Lupercalia]
The holidays, Sirius reflected, were doing an absolute terrible job at being holidays. He couldn't remember the last time he'd managed to enjoy himself over a holiday. Not that he'd had a lot of reason to do so, but it was the principle of the matter.
Take Valentine's day for example. It used to be he could have a good time on Valentine's Day, could usually find a date of some sort. Now? Now he had to worry that someone would recognize him and the police would get involved and it would all just be a mess. So instead he was drinking alone in some seedy pub. Absolutely terrible job.
Lupercalia wasn't much better, not that Sirius had ever really celebrated it. It just brought up memories of his family and the few rituals he had attended, but never been comfortable with. Again, absolutely terrible.
'What am I going to do with myself?" he muttered, staring at his half-empty glass.
[Choose your own adventure]
Whatever you'd liked
While it wasn't really his intention, Sirius has become something of a familiar face at Hillingdon house. He can usually be seen around, though he doesn't interact with a whole lot of people, outside of those he already knows and is familiar with. Those that do remember him have thankfully kept their distance (no doubt due to his family's influence) and Sirius has to admit that he doesn't mind. He wasn't there to renew those old bonds, just develop something of a place of security. He hopes.
Mostly he can be seen at the task board, taking up various odd jobs, and that's where he is currently, considering what was available.
[Barnet - Shopping, early February]
If there was one thing on this world that he could do without, Sirius decided, it was shopping. Grocery shopping in particular. It was just an exhausting chore in his mind, not to mention dangerous given his present state. Wandering the aisles and trying to make sure he wasn't noticed was always and adventure, and not the fun sort. He left the store with a vast amount of relief and headed home. He'd eat out all the time if he could, but money was something he had to pay attention to and eating out also posed risks.
He missed the days when he could risk a little more in his life.
[Valentine's Day and Lupercalia]
The holidays, Sirius reflected, were doing an absolute terrible job at being holidays. He couldn't remember the last time he'd managed to enjoy himself over a holiday. Not that he'd had a lot of reason to do so, but it was the principle of the matter.
Take Valentine's day for example. It used to be he could have a good time on Valentine's Day, could usually find a date of some sort. Now? Now he had to worry that someone would recognize him and the police would get involved and it would all just be a mess. So instead he was drinking alone in some seedy pub. Absolutely terrible job.
Lupercalia wasn't much better, not that Sirius had ever really celebrated it. It just brought up memories of his family and the few rituals he had attended, but never been comfortable with. Again, absolutely terrible.
'What am I going to do with myself?" he muttered, staring at his half-empty glass.
[Choose your own adventure]
Whatever you'd liked
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"Thanks, really."
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"Yeah," she says tersely. After a moment, she puts the gun away too. She grimaces at him, wondering if she should say anything else or just leave. Maybe she should apologize for ruining his holiday and almost turning him into the cops, but that's not really her fault, is it? She couldn't have known he was innocent - or at least a convincing enough liar. Finally, she settles on an awkward, "Happy Valentine's Day."
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At least he could say this Valentine's had been more exciting than he'd figured it would be.