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Who: Remus Lupin
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When: January 14th, early evening

[Remus sits on the floor in James' room, back against the bed, holding the communicator in one hand. The other is tangled in his hair; he pushes his hand through the tangled curls again and again throughout this little speech. Still, he smiles pleasantly enough. This first part is easy, after all.]

Right, hello. My name is Remus Lupin, I've been here a few months, and I've noticed a bit of a trend among those taken. There's quite a few of us with-- well, abilities, for lack of a better word. Abilities that most human beings don't have. They vary, of course, but-- it's an odd consistency. I've met more people with magic than I usually do in a year. Something to think on, perhaps.

In any case: even if it's a meaningless connection-- something that has no significance beyond sheer entertainment value-- I'd be interested to hear what everyone can do. Whether you call it magic or alchemy or even if it's-- god, I don't know, if you have a talent for juggling, I'd be interested. I want to know more about what kind of company I keep.

[His smile fades, now, and he hesitates visibly.]

For example, I, ah. I'm a wizard. Wand and all. I can do magic, which means anything from transfiguration to charms to knowing what plants to use to brew a good cold remedy. It's hardly infallible, but it's certainly useful. And, ah . . .

I'm a werewolf as well. The sort that only changes once a month. It's lasted here, but I seem to have control over it. I take quite a few precautions, so-- so it won't be a problem. I'm not the only werewolf here, nor the only other supernatural creature, but--

[He shrugs. His face is pale, now, the little scars standing out sharply against his skin-- but he forces himself to keep talking.]

I'm used to keeping it a secret at home. And I'm sure others are as well. So I suppose this is a . . . a way to let everyone know. Even if they don't want to tell anyone else, they know they're not alone.

[His mouth twists in a wry smirk.]

That, and I'm tired of keeping it a secret.

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Thank you. [Does that mean it's actually internal and the full moon timing is coincidental?] I'd be interested to know if any other werewolves here synched up with you or if they followed their own world's timeline. Though if there are different rules for every world, I suppose it wouldn't tell us much.

[He shakes his head and smiles ruefully to clear the distraction.] But I'm glad to know you have some control over it. I'd imagine it would be quite a shock to see an unfamiliar animal on a ship while there's been no opportunity for one to board.

I believe we're all on our own schedules-- I'm at the end of the month, and I haven't heard anyone tell me they're along the same schedule. But it's certainly possible.

But, ah, yes. Actually-- er-- if you're not human, you could see. At some point. Moony doesn't want to harm anyone but humans.

I'd like that. I am shaped like a human, but that might be interesting to see if it's the shape that triggers hostility or something about humanity itself. Moreover, I wouldn't be overly concerned about being harmed, as I'm largely made of metal.

I think it's smell, though I'd be willing to experiment.

[He settles in.]

The 28th of each month-- that's around when it happens. I'll let you know when I know a more specific date-- but I think the wolf ought to be quite calm around you.

Thank you. I appreciate the opportunity.

Scent would be logical, and I have it on good authority I do smell different than a regular human.