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[seriousmarauder]

[Following the recent traditions of a) being completely oblivious to the death match business and b) falling asleep on the Plane, Sirius has combined the two after poking around a bit in Diva's mansion. He's currently passed out on a sofa in the library.

Unlike a certain Coordinator, however, Sirius is deeply asleep. The intense nightmares are probably fairly obvious with his restless movements, and quiet sounds of distress. So much for resting easier when he's not surrounded by Dementors...]

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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She's been wandering around her house, idly cleaning things, and has arrived in the library. Diva frowns to see someone sleeping there, putting her hands on her hips}

Ne, if you're going to sleep here, you should at least let me know...

[seriousmarauder]

[Sirius eventually blinks awake at the sound of her voice, staring at her blearily] ...Diva? What're you doing here?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

It's my house, silly. I brought it to the Plane so that I could keep it.

[seriousmarauder]

[sheepishly] Oh, I didn't know. [he sits up reluctantly, running a hand through his hair] I would've asked first if I had.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She tilts her head a little, walking closer}

That's all that matters, then. I don't really mind, it's just surprising. People usually don't come in here.

[seriousmarauder]

[curiously] Why not? Other than the whole vampire bit, which doesn't bother me much.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, I don't know. I think people just know it's my house and don't want to intrude much.

[seriousmarauder]

[thoughtfully] Must get a bit lonely, then.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

A little bit. But it's fine, since there are almost always people on the Plane. And this is just one of my houses, so it's not like there isn't anyone.

Besides, there are lots of nice memories here. That's why I wanted to save it, really.

[seriousmarauder]

[nods] I miss living in my flat...wasn't the nicest place, but it was nicer than a prison cell.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She smiles} Ne, then you can stay here, if you want. There are plenty of bedrooms. It's a big house.

[seriousmarauder]

[Sirius smiles back, though it's faint] I'll take you up on that then, if you really don't mind.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, not at all! I can't promise to cook for you or anything, but it'll at least be clean and nice looking. Like you said, it's better than a prison cell.

[seriousmarauder]

If I want something to eat, I'll just help myself to the Plane's kitchen, like I've done since I showed up. That thing's like a dream come true.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I guess it is. I can't taste food like that, so I generally ignore it! But it's lucky that you get to come here, isn't it? Where you are at home must be terrible.

[seriousmarauder]

Terrible is a bit of an understatement. I haven't gone back yet. [and he really doesn't plan to, if he can help it]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, it's nice that you don't have to go back, right?

[seriousmarauder]

I'm still not sure it's not all in my head, to be honest.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She smiles, looking around at the room} Oh, it's not. Not really.