Stay Calm and Where's a Pirate Hat When You Need One

[grimbiker]

WHO| Sirius Black and open
WHAT| Sirius messes around in the Training Center
WHEN| During the mini arena
WHERE| Training Center
WARNINGS| None, will add if any crop up

Sirius figured that the best way to blend in was to go to the Training Center regularly. And right now, it seemed that keeping under the radar was exactly what he needed to do. Plus he didn't care to see any of the arena going on now. He couldn't stomach it yet.

Sirius tried to build a shelter, finally getting the hang of it and making something presentable. Then he examined the kind of fruits, nuts, and berries he could eat and those that would kill him straight off. Given the recent arenas though, he was going to bet that he wouldn't use that skill. Finally, reluctantly, he took a look at the weapons. Selecting a sword, he balanced it in his hand. Or rather he attempted to. It was a great deal heavier than he expected and harder to swing smoothly.

"I am so going to die," he muttered as he tried to slice through an imaginary head.

He could pretend to be Sirius Black: the worst pirate of the seven seas.

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[grimbiker]

"You're an alien?" Sirius asked in surprised. He figured he was just some other near human creature either that kept to themselves before being discovered or from some similar world to his.

"And they dragged you all the way here." Well, that sucked.

[69problems]

"Relative to you, yes, I suppose I am an alien." He wasn't annoyed though, his smile communicated that much. He'd had this talk enough times that it was just an extension of meeting someone new.

"Are you familiar with aliens where you come from? I haven't met many humans who are."

[grimbiker]

"And I suppose I'm an alien to you." Sirius smiled, glad that Signless hadn't minded the slip.

"No, I haven't met any aliens. As far as we know, in my world they don't exist. Except for Mu-- movies."

Damn, that would have been a bad slip there.