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[doggedly]

This from the fellow saying we ought not to terrify people. Would you please make up your mind on that, I'd like to know if I'm allowed to make terrifying suggestions or only regular ones.

[theshabbiestofmen]

We're allowed to be terrifying as long as people don't think it's the ship trying to kill them-- honestly, Sirius.

[doggedly]

Don't say honestly Sirius as if that were some clear fact. You have to tell me the rules, you can't just make them and then say honestly, Sirius, it's not on.

Fine, then. Spiders. Mice.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He sighs, but doesn't comment on that bit of unfairness. Instead he leans forward.]

The problem will be timing. We can't possibly get there before anyone else.

[doggedly]

[He sucks in a breath, wrinkling his nose in disgust.]

Yeah, I'd thought of that. Maybe some sort of time-delay thing, d'you think?

[theshabbiestofmen]

That might be complicated. We could try something with simply shutting off the showers for a while. Turning off the water, I mean, and then waiting until people clear out to work on them. It would be a delayed surprise, but one that gives us more time to work.

[doggedly]

[He drums his fingers against the floor, considering that one.]

S' better if there's no delays. Comedic timing, and all. What about the regular showers?

[theshabbiestofmen]

What, you mean a few days afterwards? Or while everyone else is showering by where we Jump?

[doggedly]

A few days after, of course. Just when they thought it was safe... paint in their shower.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[Despite himself, he snorts.]

Perfect. All different colors, I assume?

[doggedly]

Naturally. A different one for each level. That way we'll be able to tell where everyone lives at a glance.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Perfect. Let's call it-- oh, four days after the Jump?

[doggedly]

Four days it is!

[He grins, pleased, and sits back.]

Not bad for an initial prank, I think!

[theshabbiestofmen]

Not bad at all. Though I think we'd best leave some sort of signature, lest someone else take credit.

[doggedly]

'Course. We'll write it on the walls. It will be lovely to get direct credit for a prank, instead of relying on mere hearsay.

[theshabbiestofmen]

S and R, how about? Simply so it doesn't look too much like a cry for attention. Or perhaps M and P.

[doggedly]

M and P, always! This is the work of the Marauders, after all, we have to sign it as such! If we're going to make a name for ourselves, we must make it properly.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Yes, yes, all right. Shall we conjure the paint now? It'll take a while to make enough for all the showers.

[doggedly]

That's what I've always admired about you, young Moony, you're always thinking.

[He heaves himself to his feet, stretching his arms over his head.]

What colours! Well, red, obviously, red and gold.

[theshabbiestofmen]

For your floor and mine, respectively. And-- oh, blue, let's do blue for Raven's floor, and green-- purple-- pink, perhaps? Not black, that would be rather horrible. Orange, that ought to be a floor. And silver.

[doggedly]

Silver, how are we going to do silver? Everyone's going to come out looking like bloody Muggle fairies!

[theshabbiestofmen]

What-- what on earth are you talking about, what do you mean, Muggle fairies?

[doggedly]

They're always silvery.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Fine, then, not silver. White, is that allowable?

[doggedly]

White. Yes. I think we can manage white. Distinctly less fairy-like. Or gold!