first full moon ☾

[werewolfoflondon]

[phone - open]



That's not precisely how I expected to wake up yesterday, but all things considered, it could be worse.

Well then, introductions, I suppose. Best as I can manage, at least. My name is Remus, and I assure you that I am a completely uninteresting human being. So uninteresting, I can't rightly think how to introduce myself, apparently.

[sigh] I always was crap at this.

I'm still-- still trying to work everything out here, so if someone would be so kind as to entertain a few questions? I realize we're all relatively in the dark here, but...

Ah, never mind.

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[mydear]

Ah, well, it's easier to blend in with people when you have a more human sounding name, don't you think?

[werewolfoflondon]

We'll expect you for dinner one of these evenings, then.

Lovely speaking with you, Neville.

[werewolfoflondon]

If the trick is "normal," we'd really have to define what "normal" is, and that could take a lifetime.

[mydear]

You're quite right - and I've never been particularly good with normality. It's a tricky business.

[werewolfoflondon]

Too tricky. Why bother, really?

[mydear]

It's true, it's hard, but I make a good effort. It's my job, you see.

[queen_of_swords]

No, it doesn't, but it's not as pain free as it used to be. Now people come back in not so good order. Injury, illness, memory loss, and even in drone state for a while.

Speaking of turning into a drone. You can tell when someone is only temporarily drones when they're personal belonging from home are still with them. If their things have disappeared, then they are usually gone for good, or at least for a good chunk of time.

[werewolfoflondon]

That is good to know. [Really, it is. Because Remus worries like you would not believe.] I suppose that's not much comfort to them at the time, though.

[werewolfoflondon]

It's your job to seem normal?

[mydear]

Well, yes. It'd hardly to anyone any good if I wandered around with my wings out, would it? Not many people believe in angels anymore.

[werewolfoflondon]

[Remus can't say much. He's kind of in the same boat, with the whole Muggles and wizards thing.]

Mm. I understand, actually. [As if he hadn't really been expecting to.] People wouldn't understand. They might fear you.

[mydear]

I'm not entirely up to date on humanity's view on angels, but I'm sure that being known as one would probably bring an end to my quiet London life.

[werewolfoflondon]

I should think so.

You live in London? [There's a smile clear in Remus' voice.] I've always hoped to get a flat there, after graduation.

[queen_of_swords]

If you have any other questions, I will answer what I can.

[werewolfoflondon]

Just one. Could I have your name?

[queen_of_swords]

Major General Olivier Armstrong.

[werewolfoflondon]

A pleasure to meet you, Major General. I appreciate the help.

[queen_of_swords]

I prefer to make sure new comers are up to speed, rather than have them run around like chickens with their heads cut off when things go south.

[Of course she can't let on that she's just being nice.]

[werewolfoflondon]

It's much appreciated, I promise you.

[queen_of_swords]

Good, just make sure to pass on what you can to newcomers each time we get a wave of them.