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remus lupin is not a pawn ([info]atamewerewolf) wrote in [info]flippedrpg,
@ 2012-08-09 23:41:00

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Entry tags:ch: knap: remus lupin, ch: swap: theodora lupin, p: emmy, p: kristy

Who: remusknap and theoswap
When: today
Where: in the streets!
What: remus is going to feed theo bunny wabbits.
Rating/Status: Gst of G's.


Remus had been feeling a level of up and down since the end of the Christmas celebrations. Still numbed by his anger towards all of the Scientists, he had barely spoken over the journals. The majority of his conversations had been in person and only truly with his family and brothers in mind. On the whole, he had been rather silent. One of the few things he had been doing in this world was trying to find ways to absorb the language, even though they were automatically having it translated by the compound. He hadn't learned Greek during his time at home but it didn't mean he wasn't interested. There had just been no necessity. And Zeta seemed to want him to continue his own lessons. It was the only assumption he could gather from the books on Japanese. Though he didn't have an inclination to do as they wanted anymore, or at least presently, he wasn't going to ignore those books once they returned. He yearned to learn that language after all. But primarily, he had been trying to find any writing he could so he could ask 'locals' what it said. It made him look unintelligent, but he didn't strictly care.

At the moment, he had just finished making a rather bland dish, when compared to his usual, in the kitchen of the stone home. It was a bowl filled with barley and rye, seasoned primarily with salt and other localized herbs, with a macguyvered skewer of grilled hare resting over top. He was excited about the hare. And with the meal ready, he left the house, moving into the main streets to just stroll.



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[info]atamewerewolf
2012-08-10 04:23 am UTC (link)
"Theodora is prettier," he pointed out with a soft smile but gave a nod of his head. He had often called Teddy by his given name instead of the more common nickname. He preferred it. But he'd go along with Theo for now. "I could have Boba Fett on my hip," he teased, not at all serious, "but I doubt we could count my hypothetical one as a lot. Since it isn't even real."

Then he gave a slight nod. "Party Remus," he spoke a loud. He always found it to be moderately amusing as an identifier but he had grown fond of it. "I have also been told I am Suave Moony," he informed her. Then he grinned further. "Yeah. I taught him how to dance."

Then he sucked in a slow breath before nodding his head. "They suck," he stated simply. He had far more angry words, ones that he had shouted for hours before collapsing in a heap of sadness, a repeated cycle for the first few days.

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[info]dynamic
2012-08-10 04:29 am UTC (link)
“I’m just fine with Theodora if you like it better,” she responded, shrugging. “My Granddad calls me Theodora pretty regularly, especially when I’m in trouble. Which is a lot. When he’s not grumpy, it’s ‘Bluebird.” She gestured to her hair, which was its usual shade of bright blue. “And if you did, I’d be totally thrilled. Star Wars isn’t so much my thing, but it’s still badass.” She grinned. “I’ve got four.” And the toga made it easy enough to point them out, so she did so, gesturing to the feather on her foot, the star over her collarbone, the birds on her shoulder, and the odd doodle on her upper arm.

“Suave Moony is a pretty sassy name,” she said, grinning at it. “I’m not surprised! I’m making him teach me, but we’ll see how that actually works. I’ve got two left feet that like to tangle up on themselves.”

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