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Sensoriums.

He had been in them once or twice now, always when another person was using them. He recognized the great risk in this, but had taken every precaution he could think to take. Most particularly, he simply did not know what a sudden exposure to a full moon -- as opposed to the gradual approach that characterized proper revolution of the lunar orbit -- would do to him.

Nonetheless, he believed, after all these years, that he could sense the oncoming change. That he would have a few moments to react, to hurl himself out the door if he began to feel that peculiar sensation of strength and weakness at once, that characterized its onset. And so far, he had been lucky. He had not needed to put his theory to the test.

Now, however, Remus Lupin stood outside the sensorium door, afraid to step in. For he knew no one had occupied this one. When he entered, it would be his to mold and shape. And, should it reveal what he feared, what he subconsciously expected, rather than what he chose...

He had not always feared his curse so. Indeed, fear was something he head learned as he grew older, and wiser. And there it was. Fear. Some Gryffindor.

Taking a breath, he stepped inside.

There was no moon, nor any cause for fear, as he stepped out of the brick wall onto Platform 9 3/4. The brilliant scarlet train sat just ahead of him, its engine huffing, but the platform was empty as he had never seen it before. So it truly was as one wished it, and not simply like a Pensieve...

"Amazing," he said, relaxing -- though he still held his wand, proof against who knows what foe.

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"In my experience, people are very good at pretending nothing is wrong and everything will be fine," he said, taking a step away from the train. More moderately, regretting his sharpness, he continued, "But I suppose the fact that people do not do such things, here, speaks highly of the crew."

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"Believe me, sometimes I wish I could. Make my life a hell of a lot saner..." He paused and then yanked a hand out of his pocket, holding it out toward the older man. "Shit, where are my manners? I'm Tony Plays-in-Traffic. Tony or Plays works just fine."

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"Remus Lupin," he said, with a firm handshake and a smile.

What a curious name. He was certainly curious, but as he knew of no polite way to say, 'your name is quite odd, how did that happen?' he kept his questions to himself for the time being.

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"Nice to meet you. You new... ish?" Admittedly, he'd been repodded, but he didn't recall seeing Remus around before then.

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"Fresh out of the pods," he said, wryly. "Still quite unused to this ship and quite uncertain what I should be doing aboard it."

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"Getting ready to save the universe. Duh," Tony shot back, a wry grin on his face, "That's what we're here for. In all seriousness, dude... talk to the department heads or the Captain. They can probably get you on the right track, you know? Hell, I mostly hang around and wait for fighting to happen, 'cause that's really what I'm good at."

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"I am told there is a Magical Department," Lupin said, folding his hands behind his back as he paced slowly up the length of the train. "I can't seem to find out who is its head, though. I've seen other departments send out messages about themselves, so I'm not sure what to think."

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Tony slouched along beside Lupin, hands still tucked into his pockets. "Oh, good, they're still around. You a magic-user or something...?"

It helped that the magic-users aboard the ship weren't like the ones back home. Damn mages.

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"A wizard, yes." He found that term 'magic-user' to be exquisitely odd, but reminded himself that with the plethora of other words Muggles on Earth so often used for wizards and witches, surely he should not expect the people on this ship to use only one. "To the extent that I specialize, it is in Defense Against the Dark Arts... much of which seems outdated here."

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"Wizard? I think we have a few of those around here. Or something..." He shrugged apologetically, "Don't know too much about magic myself. Most of my shit deals with spirits..."

He tapped his chin thoughtfully, fingers stroking through his patchy beard. "Maybe. But there's gotta be something you can do. We need all the help we can get, man."

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"There is a department of magic here, I am told," he said, turning his back on the train for the moment. "I do hope to join it. I suppose I might have the ability to duel at least one of our enemies, which is more than none."

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"Dueling...? You mean like some sort of magic fight or something?"

Because dueling sounded like the thing where two people went out in a field somewhere, acted all nice and then shot each other.

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"That is correct, yes. I suppose the term is not accurate here, though, as I doubt the opponent will be using magic against me. Still the basic principles apply." He considered his statement. "Perhaps that will give me the advantage."

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"Maybe. We're fighting bugs the size of tanks or something," Tony actually grinned at that, "But hell. If we gotta go down, we might as well go down swinging, right?"

Of course the bit of strain in his voice showed that he wasn't entirely comfortable with that thought. "What can you do, exactly?"

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"It depends on their resistance to magic, then. Large creatures such as dragons or giant often tend to be resistant to magical spells, but that is also in their blood more than their size."

He drew his want, tapping it against his chin thoughtfully. "I know a very large number of jinxes, counterjinxes, and spells. Some of the most simple might be most effective, though. Perhaps Stunning?"

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"Stunnning...? Maybe. Stacy probably knows more or maybe one of the crew. I dunno how resistant they are to anything. Weapons seem to work on 'em, though." Honestly, most of the magic stuff went over his head. He didn't understand it or pretend to understand it.

"Figure out what works and use it..." He shrugs, "I find claws work myself."

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Carefully hiding his reaction to the mention of claws, Lupin made an idle gesture with his wand, sending a shower of spark out. "For a wizard, the wand is the weapon. So I certainly home something I can do has an effect! If not... I have never been a very skilled inventor of new spells, but what choice would I have but to learn?"