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[heorot]

What's this? Why'd you call it- no, Sirius, stop I-

[ there's a pause, sounds of a struggle and what could probably pass as a triumphant laugh. ]

Right! Name's James Potter. 'pparently you can leave things here for me to read later? Brilliant.
Uh, what am I even supposed to say?

Wait, no, this is my bloody-

[ and the feed is cut off. blame sirius. ]

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voice

[doggedly]

PIRATES!

voice

[heorot]

[ AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ]

I heard. [ be cool, James. ] Mate, do you know what this means?

voice

[doggedly]

And what does this mean, Mr Potter?

Re: voice

[heorot]

It appears this ship is in need of some saving. You wouldn't happen to know anyone perfect for the job, would you?

voice

[doggedly]

I would say I know of several someones, yes. I heard there were some Marauders aboard, d'you think they might be of any use against pirates?

Remus is going to throw a fit, we'll have to drag him out.

voice

[heorot]

Why Mr. Black, I do believe they would.

[ James laughs a little. ]

Well, we were looking for a way to remind him that he's a Marauder. I do believe this is a prime opportunity.

voice

[doggedly]

A prime opportunity indeed. One we can't afford to miss. Shall I send him a little message informing him that we'll be picking him up, right about-- oh, say, now?

voice

[heorot]

You read my mind.