Who: SiriusKnap and RemusKnap What: Working on Sirius' memory When: Aug. 12, after Sirius' match Where: Stands Warnings: Angst?
Sirius' eye was throbbing. He was pretty certain that he was going to have one hell of a black eye fairly certain. He couldn't say that was any easy fight -- but then, Sirius had never really been one to enjoy easy fights. He enjoyed challenges and he enjoyed adrenaline rushes and that was the truth of the matter when it came down to it.
He was also glad because the difficulty of the fight had distracted him from the fact that the Remus from his world was waiting for him when he was done fighting a Remus from some other world. He had no idea which one, although this Remus did have a rather impressive array of tattoos.
In any case, he was feeling rather sore when he finished up the fight, and was trying to concentrate on all of that as he headed up into the stands to meet with Remus. He hadn't known exactly what to expect. He didn't even know how old he was. He just knew that he was young enough to not have had his daughter, but old enough that Sirius was gone in his time. A huge window.
His steps grew a little tentative when he grew closer, which he couldn't help but mentally mock, because he didn't know since when Sirius Black had ever done anything tentatively.