"Washington?" Sirius echoes with a rough, surprised laugh. Though his Muggle history studies had been largely confined to British and European, the name Washington is one he recognizes immediately. A general in the colonial rebellion and eventual first ruler of, as this man had stated, the Americas.
The people here do come from all sorts of places, and all sorts of times, it turns out.
"Oh, mate, you've got a couple centuries to catch up on. I'm working on three decades myself; it was nineteen eighty-one where I came from. Twenty sixteen here, or so I'm told." He smiles then, wide and bright, holding out his arms is presentation. "Welcome to the future. Oh, I'm Sirius, by the way. Sirius Black. Don't ask me too many questions -- I've only been here a month myself and I'm still uncertain how I've lasted that long. I can walk you to a decent pub, though. Buy you a pint."
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Date: 2016-02-25 06:06 am (UTC)The people here do come from all sorts of places, and all sorts of times, it turns out.
"Oh, mate, you've got a couple centuries to catch up on. I'm working on three decades myself; it was nineteen eighty-one where I came from. Twenty sixteen here, or so I'm told." He smiles then, wide and bright, holding out his arms is presentation. "Welcome to the future. Oh, I'm Sirius, by the way. Sirius Black. Don't ask me too many questions -- I've only been here a month myself and I'm still uncertain how I've lasted that long. I can walk you to a decent pub, though. Buy you a pint."