WELCOME TO DREAMWIDTH, HERO...

[Here, City, is James Potter heading up to what used to be Moonybase. With the moving of Remus, Ruka, and Rua, it is now Potterbase! And he is cradling a very tiny someone in his hands, and shifts the camera so everyone can see her cute little face. She comes courtesy of Trowa's animal shelter, and was chosen because she is not a cat, and seriously look how adorable. James was unable to resist! When he speaks, it is quietly, and he's grinning far too much.]

Hallo, folks. Decided I'd surprise Lils with a new friend. I'd like to call her Harry Junior, but I don't think Lily would approve. Anyone have any ideas for names? We can draw lots, or something.

[James is --actually, perched on top of his and Sirius' warehouse, fiddling a bit with a broom. It all makes for a very nice dramatic background, but he doesn't appreciate it much. This is probably something to do with what he's going to say.]

Right. Now that I'm back to normal and all. --Lily's gone home. Figured people should know.

[For a moment, all that can be heard is the clacking of a keyboard, then a sigh.]

Alright, fine, I bloody well hate this whole buying plane tickets thing. But it's simpler, I s'pose, than apparition across the ocean, and there's more than just me going, so there's that. Can't have anyone splinching themselves in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, right? Rather painful, and who knows if you could ever find your arm or leg or whatever again?

Though then I suppose you could get a wood one and pretend you were a pirate.

Still don't see the point of planes, though, when we could just enchant a car or something. --There's an idea! Could do that, make it bigger on the inside. Might not even need to get petrol.

In any case, Sirius, and Lils and Remus if you and Ruka are going, possible dates? That'd be useful. Reeeemuuuss, we are going to look at straw, it will be the most exciting thing ever. [He's grinning.] You are bound to thoroughly enjoy it.

...I still hate buying plane tickets, though. Ugh.

Welllll, I'd like to say being married is terribly boring and all that, but it's really not. [This is just a bit of a smirk.] However, there are things a bloke needs to think about when he's married, y'know, aaand one of those is money.

So what I'd like to ask, see, is if anyone knows of any law enforcement type jobs that are, er, available? 'Cause I was an auror back home, which is a bit like a wizard police officer, and I think I'd be rather good at it here, too. So there's that.

Also, I expect if I laze about Remus' house any longer, I will probably be murdered by my wife. It would be a very nice death, though.

Anyway, suggestions, anyone?

[Here's everyone's other favorite no-longer-16-year-old wizard, poking at his comm with a grin. He looks much more relaxed than his last post, clean-shaven and well rested.]

Hello, you lot! If you missed it, I was gone and now I'm back, just, obviously, not sixteen anymore. And being twenty-one, I figure I need a job of some kind. That does not involve teaching, because I'd be a crap teacher unless it was transfiguration or something, and I'd probably still be crap even then. Back home I was an auror -- er, I suppose it's a bit like a wizard cop? We basically fought dark wizards and kept things in order. So, what I'm trying to say is how would I get into something like that here? It's the only thing I think I'd be any good at.

[There's a pause.] Anyway, how is everyone? Feel like I've been gone for ages. Also, oi, Luna, let me know when you want to do the flying lessons.

[We cut in on a horned and pissed-off looking James Potter. Yes, he has antlers. Stag antlers.]

Right then, whoever did this? Totally not funny. Normally I would blame Sirius, but I know it wasn't him.

So, Fred Weasley? If you did this? I will find you and there will be a prank war. Ohhhh yes.

[James is, for once, not at Moonybase, in the basement of Moonybase, or in his and Sirius' workshop. He's at what used to be Harry Potter's apartment at the MAC, holding a comm and looking slightly lost.]

Erm. Harry's gone. Been 'ported out, I mean.

[There's a pause.] I didn't know much about when he came from, we never really talked about it. But I hope he's gone back to something good, is all.

[PRIVATE TO LILY EVANS]

So, er, Lily. I was wondering how much of a chance you'd gotten to look around. I'd like to do a bit more myself, so I thought maybe you might want to come along? Not as a date, of course, but. Just so we can get better acquainted with the city since we're stuck here and all. ...That is to say, there'll be someone else there. Not just us. Er. I'll shut up now.


[PRIVATE TO SIRIUS BLACK, REMUS LUPIN, EDGEWORTH, AND ZATANNA I GUESS.]

...Uh. Asked Lily to have a look 'round the city with me, if any of you want to come along. Because it's not a date. And Sirius, no offence, mate, but I don't think it should be you. Evans gets tetchy and all, et cetera.

[It's a wonder he's managed to keep his hands on the comm, this high up in the air, but the video opens with a shot of -- well, it's one Sirius Black's shoulder, at least until James pulls it up closer to his face and fiddles with the zoom. Then it's a shaky shot of both boys, James with an arm wrapped around Sirius, atop Sirius' motorbike. He's grinning a bit like a madman, with the night sky behind them and a few disgruntled honks of nearby geese.]

This is brilliant, Padfoot--! [He doesn't care if he's shouting to the whole network. In fact, he's grinning rather devilishly now, and gives Sirius a careful nudge.]

What say we race?

[James glances back at the comm without waiting for a reply from Sirius (he knows well enough what it will be), and laughs.]

Right then, people of the City! C'mon and race us, we'll see if Sirius' Miranda here is as fast as he thinks she is!




(OOC: Yes, come race them, all you imPorts who can fly! Or tell them how crazy they are. :D)