[Filtered to Sirius and Remus // Hackable]

I've come to the conclusion that girls aren't fucking worth it.

[He doesn't sound like he believes this, at all, but maybe saying it enough times will make it true.]

So, Merry Christmas, and we should get drunk tonight in celebration of this miraculous epiphany.

[James' voice sounds... slightly different. It sounds slightly older, slightly more experienced, and slightly more worn, like James has just gone through something terrible. Something that no one should properly go through.]

Some event, huh?

... nobody do anything stupid.

[The PCD is lying in the grass at the graveyard, but no one is in sight, including its owner. The tombstones around it are relatively unimportant, nameless, meaningless to the individual that has come there to gain perspective ( Read more... )

[James is careful to keep the feed on voice, but he sounds exhausted, physically and mentally. He is in the clinic, recovering from a massive battle with Albedo, and thanks to Sirius and his girly wings, he's not in the clinic as a dead man ( Read more... )

[James sounds relatively unharmed, but definitely irritated. And most definitely no longer a beautiful bovine.]

The first person to moo at me gets a curse to the face. I'm warnin' you now.

[Filtered to Sirius // Private // Unhackable]

Hey, are you okay? Is the dementor gone? I'm... sorry I couldn't help more.