MIRROR || 01

[doggedly]

[In your hand, if you've been ""lucky"" enough to have been given one, is a dull shard of a mirror. Some friendly bloke probably handed it to you, possibly with an an explanation, possibly not. And now here's why: at some point mid jungle afternoon, you will find that mirror is glowing.

And speaking.]

Hello from your mirror!

[Waving from the narrow surface is an image of Sirius and James, a crisp rendition clearer than any video. Their voices may sound a wee bit tinny, but only just.]

Your mirror, which has helpfully--magically--been connected to all of the other little bits of mirror that we've found--which is replacing the old network, fondly as we all remember it--and by the way, you’re welcome. Thank any witch or wizard you see in passing for this minor miracle, 'cos we’ve worked tirelessly, without rest, to make all this possible.

[A moment of silence to commemorate the kindness of wizards, interrupted by James:]

We accept most forms of gifts. Food's recommended. But I'm not opposed to loads of praise.

Muggles can use it, as well. Just shout at it 'til it works. Some of us were concerned you lot are all five, so rounded edges are a thing. No stabbing anyone with your mirror if they send a message to the bloke you fancy.

No real private messaging, mind. Whatever you send out, make sure you’re wanting the whole world to hear it. I won’t be held responsible for any secrets leaked or confessions made. Nor will James. Will you, James.

Right. Though there's a secret password. Just a heads up. Private messages. Ask me about it later. Especially if you've got something really interesting you don't want anyone to hear.

[The look that Sirius shoots him will go more or less unnoticed and, if noticed, will be otherwise misinterpreted--but James will understand it, and probably Remus, a little bit. He nearly speaks the language, enough to get the broad strokes such as: James Potter, you magnificent creature.]

Yeah, that--and my final note is, I'm still working out emojis, but don't worry. They'll be back.

Cheers, Jungle!

[Twin mock salutes, and they're out! The mirror flickers, and goes to smooth glass again.


red is SIRIUS, blue is JAMES. any questions, please lay them on us at our ooc post!]

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MIRROR

[ontheline]

Still working out emojis?

My heart.

[Can't you see, this is the most important thing. I must have it.]

MIRROR

[doggedly]

[The mirror displays a fist-sized rock, upon which has been carved:]


:(

[mirror]

[tongueamok]

This makes far more sense to use than the previous communicator did, if you ask me. You have my thanks.

[Yes, even you, Sirius.]

[mirror]

[doggedly]

Does it?



[Not recorded: the part where Sirius checked his pulse to make sure that he wasn't dead his thanks wow who'd have ever thought]

[mirror]

[sicklesforsass]

[You can bet all of your gold that James just sat back and watched that entire exchange, The mirrors are showing themselves to be a better and better idea with every hour of testing. Now if he could only convince everyone that there is a privacy function....]

Much good at polls, mate? You might have bitten off more than you can chew.

[Friendly advice. Friendly grin.]

mirror;

[suddenlycaptain]

Of course you two know each other.

[ Hi Sirius, guess who's back. And hello again, James. ]

mirror;

[doggedly]

W--

Hang on! That's not Captain Carolyn, is it? Returned back and chatting me up again? And saying hello to James before saying hello to me? Cheat.

[mirror]

[lifescience]

Can I just say that you're brilliant? Truly, all of you are.

[mirror]

[doggedly]

Sorry, can you repeat that, miss? Only got the end--but you were calling us 'brilliant', weren't you?

mirror

[alsohawkeye]

Finally, thank god! And who's that?

[ Kate points in what one can assume is probably the direction of James. James or maybe someone over Sirius's shoulder? Perhaps they're about to be jumped, who knows. ]

mirror

[sicklesforsass]

That's Sirius.

[Helpful pointing to be had here on James' end of things.]

He's the sort to get his feelings hurt if you don't remember his name, so I'd try to commit it to memory this time.

[And now he's grinning, because clearly he's the more popular one here that everyone should know by name.]

[corpse_soldier]

Using networked communication for social interaction would be acceptable in a civilized place. As of now it is a distraction.

[ Though delivered with no expression, and no affect, the statement still manages to convey scorn. ]

This oversight endangers everyone here. People staring into mirrors, instead of watching the perimeter.

[ Perhaps there is some genuine concern behind that dark, steady gaze. Hard to tell. ]

There should be a dedicated security network. There should also be a dedicated security force.

[doggedly]

We had one of those. Me, actually.

[Helpful flash of his forearm, upon which is marked the jumble scramble of tattoo. No longer does it say SEC. No longer does it say much of anything, really. For clarification:]

SEC, I mean. Restored your faith yet? What was the bit about the perimeter? I was otherwise occupied when you were going on about that.

MIRROR

[fullmoon]

[ James Potter, you horrible creature. Sirius Black, you equally horrible creature. But Remus' face is doing the thing where it's clear he's decided to look put-upon, because that's his job, when actually he's entertained. ]

Can we agree on some quiet hours? Emergencies only after dark?

[mirror]

[tongueamok]

Please.

[Just going to interject with that. Carry on.]

MIRROR

[sicklesforsass]

But how precise are we gonna be about what's an emergency, mate?

[James is picking up on that entertainment -- he's not fooled by that face, Remus. Much like Remus, in turn, is likely not fooled by the way James chooses to frame the question with an innocent expression.

Because, really, he's asking for clarification. Not because he intends to misinterpret "emergency" every chance he gets.]

MIRROR

[doggedly]

No.

MIRROR

[puppydogeyes]

[She's frowning at the glass in her hand, mostly because this is really weird, but she agrees.]

Need a way to shut these things off. Silent mode.

MIRROR

[atent_dead]

We ought to. Ain't to sure this lot will though.

[Agree. This lot. Right.]

mirorrrrror

[bespectacle]

[Just Harry laughing, his pale face bright in the narrow sliver of glass.]

A for effort, unk.

mirror;

[weaponsgrade]

Huh. [Forgive him; sometimes words are hard, especially when the piece of mirror someone shoved in your hand just up and starts talking.]

Not bad. This could come in handy.

[Or be terrible. Depends on how many people decide to use it in the middle of the night. Is there a mute function?]

mirror;

[doggedly]

[No mute function whatsoever. 0:) ]

You say that. But you should've seen the emojis.

Mirror

[lafautedevoltaire]

[The picture moves around a bit because he can't help playing with it a little]

Now if people run into trouble in the jungle they can call for help.

[Always the practical one except when he remembers he's a kid]

Mirror

[doggedly]

Exactly. And everyone can hear it, and come running. Completely practical. Community building. Organisational, and, things.

[Thanks for the vote of confidence, kid.]

Good way to keep away ferocious beasts as well. Or attract them, depending.

[culver]

[Nill has been turning the mirror over in her hands for a few seconds, probably making for a very motion-sickness sort of transmission. But eventually she lets it settle on her face and smiles, holding it carefully with one hand so she can wave happily with the other. No text function for her to communicate, but it's still nice.]

[doggedly]

[Awww. Sirius isn't particularly known for having soft spots for kids, but come on. Awww. He grins a little, despite himself, and waves back.]

Like Christmas come early, innit.

[Christmas. So clearly, the best thing. Even without text.]

mirror;

[romancekiller]

Wow, this is definitely useful as another way of communication. [clarke was maybe a bit skeptical when she was given the mirror but it's more than they had before at least after crashlanding on the planet]

mirror;

[doggedly]

'Useful'?

[altercate]

This was smart.

[ what a begrudging compliment. ]

[doggedly]

Don't strain yourself.