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r. lupin (tufty) wrote in silverage,
@ 2011-07-13 12:41:00

Entry tags:

!log, remus lupin, selina kyle

i don't know where to go
Who: Remus Lupin + Selina Kyle
When: Late evening
Where: Around the city, maybe close to a major road.
What: Trouble, trouble, trouble~
Rating/status: ~PG-13 for blood/finished.

Remus hated the Knight Bus.

It was a crazy, bewitched, triple-decker with a goal in life to beat the speed of light but he wasn't going to be choosy, especially not now that he was a little down in his luck. Boarding the vehicle, he noted that there was only one witch with him, someone gaining on age and they smile and greet each other a good evening. Choosing a space for himself that was a bed away from her (the Knight Bus at least had beds at night...), they began to chat, a small, quiet one as Remus made his corner comfortable for him.

"So where are you headed?"

"East Sussex to visit my grandson."

"Really?" Remus smiled. "I'm headed that way, as well." He at least had a destination now.

Bang! went the Knight Bus.

She showed him pictures of her grandson, her daughter and her son-in-law and Remus obliged her in her stories. He had brought little entertainment for himself, after all. Not very long after, the Bus would threaten to toss them all out the window when it halted quite effectively for another lost wizard in the form of a young man in dark robes.

He didn't take it off when he stepped inside the bus and sat down on the closest bed, and Remus frowned. A long, black robe, now wouldn't that make you feel stuffy to keep it on?

They greeted each other with a stare.

"Now he--"

"Get down!" Remus didn't know what came first, his pushing the grandmother down or his yelp but the beam of green had just struck past his shoulder by the time he flattened the witch and got a hold of his wand to fling a spell at the dark wizard. "Petrificus Totalus!"

The conductor behind the dark wizard fell over as though a dead body.

But the quick war had been enough to disrupt the Bus' journey and everything toppled over with a jolt, dark wizard inclusive. Remus had grabbed his suitcase and the old witch's hand, meaning to rush out of the triple-decker while the enemy was still down but something unpredicted had happened. With a crack! the entire Bus had been torn away from sight with his breath but before he could realize that he had Disapparated with the witch, someone was already strangling him by the collar of his top.

The brick wall exploded on Remus' left cheek with a crack! and a cry from him and he fell to the pavement in a heap. The night was brighter and warmer, he could feel his cheek inflating itself and ahead of him was the witch with her wand out and the dark wizard hopping and roaring on the road.

"Exp--" Expelliarmus or Expulso, Remus didn't catch the witch's spell, not when a flash of green gripped her in a fatal claw and she dropped to the concrete without a fight; she had been in-between him and the killer.

Remus scraped his wand from the ground and aimed it at the hopping, pale murderer.

"Ava--"

"Stupefy!"

His heart must have exploded with relief when his wand's red light struck the attacker straight in his chest and pushed him helplessly down the asphalt. Remus wished there was something he could do for the witch who lost her life for his but that was out of the question if he wanted to do justice to her sacrifice. Grabbing his battered suitcase, he spun and made a run for it. Behind him, there were shrieks and a cry of alarm -- and then the sound of tires and something tumbling, then a woman's screech.

Remus turned round his heels again and saw it with a gasp. Where there was once a Death Eater, there was now a small bus over the body, the lifeless hand peeking out of the vehicle's shadow evidence of a lost fight. He caught his breath, his color must have faded from his lips when he realized what had happened but as the crowd began to surround the bus and its corpse, the wizard knew this was no time to be dumb.

So he turned again and ran away.

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thatdarncat
2011-07-24 06:07 am UTC (link)

"That's a good question," she replied, ignoring his subtle teasing. What time was it? Dammit, she should've picked up a watch at that store.

"It feels pretty late, maybe three or four, but my judgement of time isn't great right now. It's been a long night, even before you showed up. It could be close to sunrise for all I know," she finally noticed the headlights, and stuck two fingers between her lips. With a loud whistle, the car began to slow.

"Wow, that actually worked,"

"I think they're open twenty four hours, though," she murmured, digging in her bag. She pulled out a pen - decorated with white cats - and a notebook, and hurriedly scribbled something in it.

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tufty
2011-07-24 06:23 am UTC (link)

Remus made an involuntary glance at Selina when she whistled for the taxi. That was pretty cool! He could never learn to do that, much less whistle without fingers in.

It was only when the taxi finally came into view that Remus realized he had no idea how to pay for it. He didn't bring any muggle money with him and he rather doubted the driver would accept wizard currency. As it was late, though, he figured he might be able to fool them into accepting a few sickles and knuts since they look like silver and bronze muggle coins, anyhow, but he swore he heard something about a protective charm around them that prevented them from being exchanged with muggles.

This was what went around his mind as the taxi came to a stop and Selina was writing something. In the end, he decided that if he really couldn't help it, he'd just cast a confusion charm on the taxi driver and beat it and hope that he'll be forgiven for his actions. Desperate times call for desperate measures, after all, didn't they say?

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thatdarncat
2011-07-24 06:30 am UTC (link)

Selina leaned into the passenger window, smiling. "My friend here needs a ride to the welcome center," she cooed breathily, "Would two dollars cover it?"

The driver assured her it would.

She handed the boy a five dollar bill, wrapped in a page torn from the notebook. A phone number was scribbled on it, without a name.

"If you need any help, or if you get lost, you can call me," she said, sticking the wad in his hand. "That's a privileged number, though. If that falls into the wrong hands, I know where you're staying," she added with a small smile.

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tufty
2011-07-24 06:40 am UTC (link)

Remus knew exactly what she meant, so after a moment of surprise when she'd negotiated for him and performed her charity work, he smiled to her and nodded. "Thank you, Selina. I will keep that in mind."

The driver was watching him as he walked to the passenger seat and tugged the door open. With one foot inside the taxi, he paused in his movements, then looked back to the woman. "I really am thankful, Selina, for everything you'd done for me tonight...in spite of my behaviour. I hope to one day repay you for all of this."

"I don't have all night for this!" the driver said.

It must have been really late by now. Remus figured neither did both he and his good savior. "Good night, then. Take care on your way home." Then swooping down to the taxi, he pulled the door close and the car began to move.

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thatdarncat
2011-07-24 06:49 am UTC (link)

She watched the taxi pull off and out into the night. Beyond the pain in her side and leg that was now coming back with a swift vengeance, she felt good - well, she felt charitable, at least. There was a somewhat hollow feeling that accompanied it. She didn't expect to ever hear from the kid again. He would probably get to the welcome center and, like most of the others, blend into the city and continue with his life, forgetting he had ever met a woman named Selina.

She sighed, and folded her arms. Her apartment was only a few short blocks away, thanks to their walk. She stuck her pen and notebook into her purse, her fingers lightly brushing the ears of the sterling cat statue she had stolen what seemed like weeks ago.

Ah, well. The night was not without its rewards.

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