On being sent to Distant Skies Tempus James is not happy

[notofthisera]

You know, as well as I, that this entire idea is, hardly a good one. I don't even understand half the terms you are using to describe your present communication problem....Posting problem then, and you, want to put me, into a new place, with Helen and Nikola and, Helen's daughter you say. [And no he's not sure what to make of that information.]

And part of me is shown with an animal, which you have not chosen yet, though both of your choices, I admit, are rather, interesting and fitting, yes I do agree. Though I wonder what the others are, choosing, the other mundanes I mean yes. It is a very, fascinating thing, this choice in daemon...

But back to the point at hand, there is no viable reason to send me, from the time you have chosen, there. I have things to do, terms to learn, Helen's to watch over and insure one of them lives to come back and see me in this time, it is utterly preposterous of you to do this. Let me be, please.

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[notofthisera]

Most things between parent and child seem to be, to the child at the very least. Even if they are not.

And no, the police are, protectors of the people, they investigate and arrest criminals.

[mini_potioneer]

Well anything to do with James is complicated.

Oh. So they're Aurors! Cool! I want to be an Auror when I grow up.

[notofthisera]

I see, very much so.

And yes, if they serve a similar purpose. I, do consulting work, for the police, it is a, worthy profession, if one full of, those lacking in intelligence and logical reasoning on occasion.

[mini_potioneer]

Aurors are Dark Wizard catchers. They find them and put them in Azkaban.

It's really cool.

[notofthisera]

That is precisely what the police do, except in a, Muggle, context.

And it can be. It, also can be very tedious work, very dull inbetween the occasional challenge.

[mini_potioneer]

I'm surprised you never asked what Muggle meant. Most do.

I'm sure it'll be awesome. Either than I become a professional Quidditch player.

[notofthisera]

It is not hard to deduce from the way you speak.

And it is, and it is not. Though from what I understand both are, very, tiresome, and dangerous professions. Why not something safer, say a professor at your school?

[mini_potioneer]

You're really clever then!

As much as I love Dad and school, I want to do something more fun. Something different. Something me.

[notofthisera]

Indeed I am. [Yes he's smug, what of it?]

And I can understand that, better that than to be, talked into a profession you are expected to be.

[mini_potioneer]

Are you a monster?

Exactly. No point someone else telling me who to be. I'm not my Dad or my Mum or James. I'm me.

[notofthisera]

If you consider someone with an enhanced intellect a monster then yes. Though, I know, far worse monsters with far more, obvious, abilities then myself.

Precisely. You are yourself, and you will grow, into a fine man I think. So long as you live through your unneeded dangerous sport.

[mini_potioneer]

I didn't mean it in a bad way. But you said you work with them. Are you one of them or just some one who works with them?

Thanks, Mister Watson. And I will. I just know it.

[notofthisera]

I am one of them. My ability was an enhancement in my intelligence, I am far more clever then the average person or even a genius person.

No thanks needed, not when I see such a bright young man before me.

[mini_potioneer]

And your friend and your friend's father. Them too?

It's only polite.

[notofthisera]

My friend yes, her father no.

And indeed it is, so thank you for being polite.

[mini_potioneer]

So what's her ability then?

With you, it's easy!

[notofthisera]

She ages incredibly slow. Longevity for a better term.

And why is that?

[mini_potioneer]

Cool! So she'll live forever then?

Because you're really nice. Horrible people you just want to be horrible back.

[notofthisera]

Perhaps, we are not certain precisely how long she will live.

And yes, I do agree. And those that harm you, well you naturally wish to harm back yes?

[mini_potioneer]

Maybe she's alive where I am. That would be cool.

Yeah. Works that way for some reason.

[notofthisera]

Perhaps, what year are you from?

And indeed, it does. It is, unfortunate as it, causes, many problems.

[mini_potioneer]

It's 1991 currently. What year is it for you?

Yeah. I know that too. Do you know why? You know, because you're so clever?

[notofthisera]

1898, however, I do know she is alive in your time. Gentleman's intuition if you will. [Can't share all of his secrets can he?]

Because as, humans we are, full of emotion. Harm, verbal or physical, causes us pain, and we wish to inflict it on the one who caused it, revenge. That is truly all it is.

[mini_potioneer]

Wow. That really is a long time ago. What's her name? Maybe I could find her?

But are we all human? Are your monsters human too? Are witches and wizards human too?

[notofthisera]

You just know of her, Doctor Helen Magnus.

Yes we are, even the monsters and witches and wizards. Just because we are, different, does not mean we do not feel the same way. Hurt, pain, love, joy. Even animals feel those emotions.