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[Sirius Black is in the bar, though he hasn't started in on the alcohol yet. He's simply nursing a cup of tea, and staring into space (no pun intended) -- forgive him, he's a little disoriented. Eventually, he speaks;]

Generally when you get killed, it means someone else was around to do the killing...only we didn't see anyone else. Didn't even see the spells fired off. I suppose they could've been using an Invisibility Cloak, or a Disillusionment charm. But I thought Remus, Harry and I were the only ones around from our world...

[he goes back to his tea for a long moment, then mutters;] Hurry up, Moony.

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[he gives Oliver a wry smile] Sort of? I'm not sure it counts when you've been brought back.

[sits down next to him] It counts. [eyes that cup of tea, worried] But it happened on the Plane?

[nods, closing his eyes as he remembers] We died together, me and Remus. I'm just hoping Harry doesn't find out.

[this is very unsettling, especially considering his conversation with Brax. and didn't Brax have tea with him, too? he should have realised then...] But...but how!?

[frustrated] I don't know, that's the worst bit.

[frowns] A friend of mine said...he was afraid the rain might mean people were going to die.

[and he's starting to think Brax must have died, too]

[thoughtfully] It was raining...but how could it have been the rain? It felt like I'd been hit with a spell.

[shakes his head] I don't know. But I think I might know someone else who died...

[blinks] You've got magic in your world, then? [maybe he's reading too much into this]

I do -- I'm a wizard. [sighs] I haven't got my wand, though, it was snapped in half. ...The name's Sirius, by the way. Sirius Black.

Oh... [that sounds like a story, but Oliver doesn't want to press him]

Well, nice to meet you, Sirius! I'm Oliver. Are you...all right? I mean... [trails off, gesturing vaguely. tries to catch Sirius' gaze so he can do an emotion check. he knows death on the Plane is traumatic, even if you come back]

[there's plenty of trauma there, but Sirius is attempting to shove it under the problem of figuring out what happened...he doesn't want to worry anyone. Of course, he's completely unaware Oliver can see right past that.] I'm fine, Oliver. Just a bit disoriented...probably to be expected, right?

[sighs, lowering his gaze. it's a natural gesture, but it's also the easiest way to hide his reaction to Sirius' feelings. he pauses before he answers, taking a deep breath. he's getting more practiced at this] Yeah, but dying's a bit worse than that.

Can I get you something? This wasn't easy to find--[gestures at a bottle of brandy in front of him, from the same brewery in Birmingham as the bottle Brax gave him]--so I've got an idea of what they've got right now.

[frowns] Have you died before? Here, I mean. I -- never mind, you don't have to answer. I could really use some Ogden's Old Firewhiskey.

[ooc: ...totally meant whisky on Oliver's choice, too. ugh, brain]

[shakes his head] It's all right. [he isn't usually open about things like this--except when it might allow him to help someone else, so at the moment, he's perfectly willing] I did, once. In those deathmatches. So...I sorta know what it's like, or at least what it was like for me.

Firewhiskey? Dunno if...let me check... [gets up and goes behind the bar, poking around at the selection]

[ooc: No worries!]

Right, the deathmatches. I saw a few of those, but I think I missed yours. [he's sort of glad for that :/] It's all a bit...much, to be honest. Haven't really processed everything.

[absently] I was in the first.

If you just got back, I'd be surprised if you had! I think that--oh, hey! There is firewhiskey here! [withdraws a bottle triumphantly] What's this stuff like? [looks at it curiously as he brings it over to the counter]

[sincerely] I'm sorry. Thought this place was a horrible nightmare during those matches...I'm still not completely convinced it isn't.

[he grins a bit at the question] You ought to try it and find out...it's called firewhiskey for a reason, y'know. It sort of causes a burning sensation. Gives you a bit of courage.

It's not! I mean...I don't think it is. I'd rather be able to come than not. But I wish I knew what'd happened to you--and how to protect other people from it.

Really? [smirks] That sounds good. [grabs two glasses, pouring one for each of them] There you go. Should be a good way to wash down your tea!

You and me both, Oliver.

[yumm, Firewhiskey] Merlin, that's exactly what I needed. Should've mixed it with the tea in the first place. Maybe I ought to suggest it to the Twins...

Yeah...

[smiles at that] Glad to help! All right, let's see what this is like... [goes back around to his seat before he picks up his glass, taking a long--no, not quite, because now he's coughing. he thought it would be strong, but he wasn't expecting that]

[Sirius is laughing, and patting Oliver on the back] You alright, mate? Told you it burned a bit.

Yeah, it's...[cough]...it's good. [tries to smile, but he starts coughing again] Whoa...

[pours him a cup of water] Here, drink this. And maybe we can find you a Butterbeer...

I'm all right! [coughs again before he starts slowly drinking the water] Besides, I can't waste the rest of the glass.

[amused] That's the spirit! I'll have you drinking me under the table one of these days.