#sirius starter

[menxyouxneed]

After the Archway ||Sirius + (Open)

It was cold when Sirius slowly began to open his eyes and felt himself with a stabbing pain through his body. he realized that he was laying on the cold wet cement with no recollection of where he was. not only that he possessed no memory of much of anything. he remembered he had magic and that he had learned it, but locations of home or school were not coming to him. Slowly Sirius got to his feet and the clothes that he was wearing were ripped and tattered. His shirt barely on as it was ripped barely staying on his shoulder as his shoes were missing and his pants were now more or less shorts that he had to hold up. The only other possession that he had was his wand as he started to walk around and found himself outside of some place where there was loud music and walking through the parking lot where he accidentally bumped into someone. “Oh I’m soo bloody sorry…can you tell me where I am?’

[menxyouxneed]

Lost || Sirius + (Open)

Falling falling and darkness was all that Sirius knew. Memories fading why was he falling? These were the thoughts that occupied him. It was not long before an all encompassing darkness ran through his body. finally a small flicker of light came through. as his eyes slowly opened. As he did he found himself staring up at a bright blue sky. There was a pain throughout his body as Sirius slowly began to sit up looking around then down at himself grasping on to some piece of wood about to toss it aside even making the gesture to do so but could not let it go. Slowly he got to his feet stumbling a little then placing the stick in his pocket and looked down trying to figure out what he was wearing and he could not remember anything except he had the feeling his name was Sirius. Though his thoughts were quickly interrupted with sounds of people not far away. He was not afraid but all the sounds were a little disorienting.

[roscoe1x1-blog1]

Who knew that teaching and coordinating your coronation at the same time would be quite this complicated? Well, I suppose my mother did when she strongly urged me against becoming a teacher. Despite my hectic schedule and frequent teleportation these last few weeks, I have no regrets. Some minds are meant to shape younger minds, and I believe myself to possess one of those...minds. And I just said the word “minds” way too many times for my taste, so please, tell me a highlight of your week so I can cease the act of shouting into an oblivious void.

[roscoe1x1-blog1]

It’s always a pleasure to return to Earth, even with nothing but the sweltering Phoenix weather to greet me. I haven't been back to Phoenix since completing my PHD, but in times of great change it's wise to turn to something familiar. That being said, I was expecting a bit more familiarity upon my return. Things have changed a bit in the last decade or two. Would anyone like to show me the ins and outs of a modern day Phoenix?