A young man with dark scruffy hair saunters into the sitting room of the mansion and flops on a couch.

"That was bloody annoying," he announces to anyone who cares.

Ladies and Gentlemen of the Mansion, please welcome Mr. Sirius Black, also known as Padfoot, back from the dead.

Enter one young man eighteen to nineteen years of age* with neat, dark hair and a pale, pearly complexion with a touch of color to the cheeks. He's of average height and build and carries himself with a sense of grace that is befitting of a young man of his bloodline and house ( Read more... )

Enter a young man, dressed in armour and holding a crossbow. He's speaking to someone, or he -was-, at least, with no trace of fear in his voice..

"I'm going to change your nickname. They'll call you the blind man." He begins to fire the crossbow, then lowers it slowly, looking around."God's teeth, this isn't Notre-Dame! Where's that damn ( Read more... )

A young man with scruffy dark hair and a confident smirk saunters in with his hands in his pockets. He looks rather mischievous, and some might notice he's got a wand in his back pocket. He glances around, vaguely surprised ( Read more... )

*enter: one man approaching middle age, quite short and skinny and weary-looking, with colorless, thin hair and watery tired eyes, wrapped in a thin black robe. When he speaks, his voice is squeaky, like a hinge squeaking after years of disuse, and it is filled with great dread ( Read more... )

( Owl to Sirius Black )

*looks thoughtful* Hello. I am Arthur Dimmesdale, of Boston. I am a minister, and studied in Oxford before crossing the ocean. Man of God though I try to be, I am a sinner, and acknowledge it, much to my shame. Those I minister to try to hold me to a much higher standard than I deserve, I fear ( Read more... )

Witchfinder Sergeant Shadwell, reportin' for duty! I'm hearin' that there be a whole host o' devilish minions of the fiery pits o' HELL around these parts, y'ken, and I bring me full arsenal o' light-fearin' weapons t' destroy blasted witches an' other beguilin' creatures from the fleshpots of Hades ( Read more... )

*scowls around the community, having whisked the curtains back from her frame* MUDBLOODS, MUGGLES, WEREWOLVES, BLOOD TRAITORS, AND THIEVES!! *stops and looks at Slytherins &c with loads of approval* Except for you, of course. Hello, my dears. Especially Cissy, Bella, and Regulus. *blows a kiss to them* If you didn't know, I am Mrs. Black, of ( Read more... )

Since everyone else seems to be arriving...

I am Regulus Black.

How good it is to be back.

Reg is from Harry Potter, of course.