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undergrounds2015-06-11 05:45 pm
constantprisoner) wrote in undergrounds2015-06-11 05:45 pm
The boy is back in town
[A]
After years of imprisonment, freedom is amazing.
Even now, even though it's been a few days, he still can't get over the feeling of being back in the world. Being around people and breathing fresh air (as fresh as a city can manage anyway). Sirius trots along the street and back alleys, keeping up the act as a stray dog and generally trying not to be noticed. He'd forgotten how easy it was.
However, his ability to enjoy himself is currently at war with the realization that he's pretty vulnerable. It's been twelve years and he really has no information about what the city is like. He has no idea if he has any friends left, or if there's anyone in this city who would be willing to help him. He needs allies, he needs information, he needs clothes.
Food should probably be added to that list now. Sirius can't recall the last time he ate a decent meal. (not counting the garbage can he raided out of desperation).
For now though, he needs rest. He's been on the run constantly and all of that energy has finally caught up with him. He collapses under a tree in a park, and from a distance, it might look like he's dead.
[B]
Information and allies will likely have to wait for a bit until Sirius can reorient himself in the city. Clothes and food, however, are slightly more accessible. Thankfully someone's got their laundry out on the line, and he can smell a few things from a garbage that he would be able to stomach. Desperate times call for desperate measures that he's actually thinking of doing that a second time.
[ooc: Sirius can be caught doing either in Option B]
After years of imprisonment, freedom is amazing.
Even now, even though it's been a few days, he still can't get over the feeling of being back in the world. Being around people and breathing fresh air (as fresh as a city can manage anyway). Sirius trots along the street and back alleys, keeping up the act as a stray dog and generally trying not to be noticed. He'd forgotten how easy it was.
However, his ability to enjoy himself is currently at war with the realization that he's pretty vulnerable. It's been twelve years and he really has no information about what the city is like. He has no idea if he has any friends left, or if there's anyone in this city who would be willing to help him. He needs allies, he needs information, he needs clothes.
Food should probably be added to that list now. Sirius can't recall the last time he ate a decent meal. (not counting the garbage can he raided out of desperation).
For now though, he needs rest. He's been on the run constantly and all of that energy has finally caught up with him. He collapses under a tree in a park, and from a distance, it might look like he's dead.
[B]
Information and allies will likely have to wait for a bit until Sirius can reorient himself in the city. Clothes and food, however, are slightly more accessible. Thankfully someone's got their laundry out on the line, and he can smell a few things from a garbage that he would be able to stomach. Desperate times call for desperate measures that he's actually thinking of doing that a second time.
[ooc: Sirius can be caught doing either in Option B]
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Until she's assured someone is safe and well, she'll worry because she can't help but worry for people. It's in her nature to and, at times, she knows it can be overbearing for them to deal with it. No one likes a nagger pestering them about their lives.
A ghost nagger at that.
Clearly relieved he doesn't mind and accepts the offer, her smile is more open while she nods along excitedly. "Keep an eye out for me then in the future! I don't want to be a shock to you when you're minding your business and poof! I'm there."
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He has grown a little lax in his defenses, which probably isn't a good thing considering he's on the run. He can't help but smile, knowing he's got something of an ally (he hopes).
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She smiles back of course, the very picture of a friendly ghost as she nods one last time. "I'll see you around then, okay? Look after yourself! I hope we can meet soon."
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Sirius returns the nod, and then quickly makes his way out of the yard and away from the house, with a quick glance behind him to make sure that nothing seems out of place. He'll check out the church Clara mentioned, but first he needs to find a way to hide his face.