[BACKDATED to September 13th]atrumcanisSeptember 20 2011, 16:36:27 UTC
[It's early in the morning--really early, actually, especially considering who it is that's already awake. If Jack could see, he would note that the firehouse has decorated itself overnight--though it almost wasn't decorated, as Jack can't see it. But it had seemed wrong not to, so... slightly lopsided crepe paper is hanging from the walls and ceiling, et cetera.
Sirius is in the kitchen, listening intently for the sound of Jack waking up. Breakfast is nearly done--he's stretched himself to his limits with waffles and eggs and all manner of things--and the cake is made, and he's currently steeling himself, fighting down everything that isn't base happiness. It's Jack's sodding birthday, and it's going to be a good one, no matter what's happened, no matter what he's done.]
The usual noises are missing: Yorick's snores and whimpers and Sirius' deep breathing, along with occasional contented growls from Richard. And there are strange ones, ones that oughtn't be there-- pans sizzling and timers going off, things that spell out breakfast.
[In the kitchen, Sirius starts, half-standing. He sits again, and then stands fully, moving toward their room.]
Hey. Jack.
[Yorick beats him to it. One minute, asleep by the back door--the next awake, careening across the room to throw himself full-force at Jack. His tail could hardly wag harder, and he starts licking at Jack's hands, as if he's aware of the occasion.]
[BACKDATED ALSO to September 18th]atrumcanisSeptember 20 2011, 16:42:20 UTC
[As soon as he hears the news about Ahiru-- well, Sirius doesn't bother with replying or saying anything. He goes straight to look for Jack--not that he's left his side overmuch since abandoning him. And God, that thought still hurts, but he doesn't linger there.
He starts with the firehouse, moving from room to room, quietly, looking for Jack.]
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JACK I LIED!!!!
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i lied!!!! about all of it!!
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i dont think so
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Have you talked to Allen Walker?
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how familiar
like what about him
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Mm . . . hello?
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Hi!
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Sirius is in the kitchen, listening intently for the sound of Jack waking up. Breakfast is nearly done--he's stretched himself to his limits with waffles and eggs and all manner of things--and the cake is made, and he's currently steeling himself, fighting down everything that isn't base happiness. It's Jack's sodding birthday, and it's going to be a good one, no matter what's happened, no matter what he's done.]
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The usual noises are missing: Yorick's snores and whimpers and Sirius' deep breathing, along with occasional contented growls from Richard. And there are strange ones, ones that oughtn't be there-- pans sizzling and timers going off, things that spell out breakfast.
He gropes next to him and finds the empty bed.]
Mate?
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Hey. Jack.
[Yorick beats him to it. One minute, asleep by the back door--the next awake, careening across the room to throw himself full-force at Jack. His tail could hardly wag harder, and he starts licking at Jack's hands, as if he's aware of the occasion.]
Oi, Yorick, get offa him--
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[He grins, though, and moves his hand to scratch at Yorick's sides.]
Did you make breakfast?
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He starts with the firehouse, moving from room to room, quietly, looking for Jack.]
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Hi.
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