second waning gibbous ☾

[werewolfoflondon]

[action - 1485 Kramden]

[Honestly, those sword-fighting "lessons" with Crown had been far less "lessons" and much closer to "beating Remus' face in with a piece of wood." The day following had found him laying very, very still on the couch and rather wishing he were dead. Now, he's simply approaching everything quite gingerly.

Going about his daily life in excruciating pain. My, but this feels familiar. Perhaps he's simply a glutton for punishment.

Reasoning that perhaps it won't be quite so bad if he binds it, Remus has left the bathroom door cracked, and -- shirt abandoned on the floor -- is trying to work out the best method of wrapping ace bandage around all of the bruises on his badly-mottled torso. Most of his ribs and abdomen are an angry purple bruise at this point, but the shirts hide it well.

When he hears the front door, he pokes his head out of the bathroom.]

Lily? Is that you?


[action - library; later]

[Torso properly bound, Remus feels far more confident in his ability to venture out into public. Granted, cycling to the library isn't exactly comfortable, but he contents himself with the knowledge that he'll be able to barricade himself in an armchair with a stack of books when he arrives.

And that is precisely what he does.]

Comments

[bespell]

Close enough! Or is it the Peter Pan thing?

[werewolfoflondon]

Don't fancy yourself a native now, Evans. You haven't got the complexion.

[bespell]

I guess I'd be too sensible not to be anyone but poor Wendy.

[werewolfoflondon]

Wendy? Lily, my dear, you are Captain Hook.

[bespell]

Vicious and hopeless?

[werewolfoflondon]

Well I was referring to the hooked hand, but you said it, not me.

[bespell]

I do have a mean hook, don't I...

[werewolfoflondon]

The most vicious, I've been told.

[bespell]

And I'm always foiled, if my career as a prefect has been any indication.

[werewolfoflondon]

Oh, you shouldn't take it so hard. It's difficult to say no to James and Sirius. They're just too cute.

[bespell]

[The corners of Lily's lips twitch at that, and she looks down quickly to hide a smile.]

[werewolfoflondon]

What? [Remus laughs quietly.] I saw that.

[bespell]

You saw nothing. [But the lie is hard to swallow just as hard it is to force down the smile. And there's nothing Lily could do about how her eyes light up, either.] Absolutely nothing.

[werewolfoflondon]

[Unlike his companions, Remus isn't one to pry. He simply shrugs and falls back on the couch again, nudging at Lily's leg with his foot.]

Whatever you say, Lily dearest.

[bespell]

It's just... [Remus is really the closest thing she has to a sister, odd as that is, and she's careful not to tell him.] I know this sounds selfish, but I'm not unhappy.

[werewolfoflondon]

There's not much to be unhappy about. Unless, of course, you tally in kidnapping, unparalleled boredom, restricted access to engaging literature, and the constant threat that something horrible will befall us. Other than that, it's all sunshine and roses.

[bespell]

[She ignores the sardonic tone, which is all too true, unfortunately.] He's nice to me, here.

[werewolfoflondon]

He'd have been nice to you at home, as well. Just needed the proper push, I think.

[Remus presses his lips together thoughtfully.] It probably helps that he hasn't got anyone here to torture, though. And I don't mean the way he tortures me, or Sirius. He--

They can be cruel.

[bespell]

I don't mind it, I think. [Lily rests her chin on her knees, brought close to her.] I know. I hate that I know it. It makes it harder when I just want everything to be clear cut. It's easier to hate them when they're cruel all the time.

[werewolfoflondon]

Well, that's the trouble with them. They were never cruel all the time, just the same as they're never good all the time. They exist in this perpetual state of inanity, and Pete and I go along because-- Well, I can't speak for Peter, but I like to think I can talk them out of the more dangerous nonsense.

[bespell]

That must be hard for you, being the voice of reason when it's your friends you have to anchor.

He's been so nice to me here. [Lily is almost wistful.] I never thought him capable of it. Things could have been different at home if only... [but she shakes her head. She's only confusing herself now.]

[werewolfoflondon]

I suppose that's why I'm such a crap prefect.

[Remus gazes down at her thoughtfully, chewing briefly at the inside of his lip.] ...he's always been mental for you, Lily. It's always been genuine. He was just shite at showing it.

[bespell]

Yes, you are. Sorry, Remus. [She flashes him an apologetic smile that quickly softens when he keeps talking.] He told me that in his own words. And all this time I really did think he was taking the piss out of me.

And I just had to see everything in black and white. It never even crossed my mind.

[werewolfoflondon]

Well, no sense in that now, is there?

In any case, we've just got to be patient with them. They're emotionally stunted, I think. Might take a bit for them to come around.

[Why no, Remus doesn't seem to realize he's slipped into plurals.]

[bespell]

You think they're a bad influence on one another? [Lily looks back at her housemate, not bringing up his slip. Yet.]