video;

[alwaysimpure]

[He needed about five hours to figure out how to work this thing at all. So many buttons, no scroll or quill, damn it, those parrots were much easier to use. For someone whose primary form of long-distance communication has been owls so far, at least.

Sirius meant to write or, at the most, speak, but now he's turned on video and he's already thinking it's nothing short of a miracle he's managed that. Not the first time he's questioning the Hogwarts education system. He didn't even know muggles had such technology! (Granted, they hadn't, actually, back from the time period he came from.)]

Hello.

[After the pirate thing and a few days in this weird place, the obvious prison signs are starting to vanish. His skin has some color, his voice doesn't sound as...unused anymore and he's almost used to interacting with people again. Just when the night starts and when the nightmares come, then it's all back in Azkaban, without hope, without anything but regret and the thought of revenge.]

I'm Sirius Black. Not sure what to make of people telling me I'm fictional. To me, this place doesn't feel real.

Anyone know a good spot to get a drink around here?

Comments

[alwaysimpure]

That's good.

Listen, a fr... Someone I know might need a healer sometimes. About once a month.

[allons_y_alonso]

More like every twenty-nine and a half days, I should say.

[alwaysimpure]

...right, you read that book.

This will take some getting used to. You can help him? Might be best if you don't mention me.

[allons_y_alonso]

Of course. And, right, he doesn't know yet that... well.

I'll see what I can do.

[alwaysimpure]

'Yet'?

So in that book, he does believe, at some point?

[Oh, look, something vaguely shaped like hope.]

[allons_y_alonso]

Sorry. No spoilers.

[alwaysimpure]

Splendid.

If you'll excuse me, I've got to face an angry wizard without a wand.