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Regulus Arcturus Black (oncedeath) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-10-26 19:26:00

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Who: Regulus Black and Severus Snape
What: Using the ickle!Dark Lord's disappearance as an excuse to get smashed
When: Tonight
Where: Pick a bar, any bar
Warnings: Reg and Sev are up to their usual shenanigans. Expect lots of drinking, cursing, and pranking

Regulus perhaps took it a bit too seriously when he told Severus that he was going to race him to the bar. Sure enough, he made it first and the other wizard was nowhere in sight. Oh well. That just gave Reg a few minutes to get started on getting hammered. He was too relieved that the Dark Lord had apparently disappeared (or, he hoped, died!) to worry about anything at all. He was so excited, if his breeding had been less, he might have skipped.

He sauntered over to the bar and ordered a whiskey to start. It still upset him that it wasn't firewhiskey like back home, but it was certainly good enough. Hopefully Severus would arrive soon and catch up on his drinking. Regulus needed him good and drunk tonight if he was going to be able to pull off his plan. He still hadn't forgotten how Severus had cursed his hair pink, and he refused to acknowledge that it was only in return for cursing Severus' PDA to play that horrid, horrid music. Therefore, revenge was in order. And oh, Regulus had plans.

He took a deep swig of his drink, grinning at nothing in particular, glad to have that weight off his shoulders for the first time in a long time.

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snark_master
2009-10-27 01:18 am UTC (link)

Severus had been indulging in what he had learned, recently, was called 'pre-partying', but to be fair, he had actually started days previous. He had not been completely sober since Lily had discovered how he felt for her, alcohol made the whole debacle easier to forget. It could be said he was continually drunk with moments of relative lucidity. It was in one of those moments that he realized his mark was not so much a mark anymore as it was just a scar - and the need to celebrate with more alcohol. And as celebrating (and forgetting) were always more effective with company Severus left his bottle of vodka for the atmosphere of a bar.

He found Regulus easily enough, he seemed to have decided waiting was a civility better left to those not ecstatic over the absence of a Dark Lord. But Severus wasn't so hung up over that. He ordered vodka for himself and then took a seat in the booth across from Regulus.

"You are entirely too happy over the possibility a child might have decided to play in traffic," Severus had to admit even the morbidity of such a thought was not off putting for him, considering who the child was.

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oncedeath
2009-10-27 01:42 am UTC (link)

Regulus chuckled at bit too loudly and happily considering they were talking about a small child getting run over by a car. However, he couldn't even make himself feel the least bit bad about it. After all, this was the child version of the wizard that made his life hell and certainly would have made good and sure that the younger Black was well beyond dead. If there were only a grave, Regulus would dance on it. Dance and sing show tunes.

"Happy? I'm ecstatic. I couldn't possibly be more happy right now, unless I'd been the one to shove the little bastard out onto the freeway." He grinned sadistically and took another deep swig of his drink. Oh, this was a glorious day.

"I'm not too happy. You're just not happy enough." He nodded at Severus as if he'd just said something deep and meaningful, taking yet another sip.

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snark_master
2009-10-27 02:12 am UTC (link)

"Don't you know me by now?" Severus said with a smile as he poured him self a shot - he found it was best to just get a bottle all at once. "This is as ecstatic as I get. I'm bursting with emotion."

A thought occurred to Severus. "We are both former, reformed? Death Eaters." Severus was unsure of Regulus' true status regarding such, despite all the hate talk of the Dark Lord the other man spouted, and was hesitant to make a definitive assessment. Severus secretly suspected that most Death Eaters actually felt the same he and Regulus did about the infamous wizard, but were just too scared to admit it, even to themselves. "And, yet, neither of us thought to actually take the kid out ourselves." Severus downed the shot and poured another, "I think we are going soft."

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oncedeath
2009-10-27 11:58 am UTC (link)

Regulus hadn't actually given much thought to whether or not he was reformed. Former Death Eater, yes. Unless the shit hit the fan again, then quite frankly he'd be forced to do whatever was necessary to save his own arse. But reformed? Maybe, maybe not. That was not a question to be considered too deeply during a celebration with the alcohol already beginning to sneak up on him.

"Possibly. But with all the others spouting off good will about how he's just a kid and he hasn't done anything bad yet, if we'd done anything, we probably would have been burned in effigy. At least." He shrugged. It was certainly beyond him why all the other wizards here had been so against just killing the kid while they had the chance. After all, if he was dead, he couldn't become Lord Voldemort, could he? Regulus shook his head at the foolishness of the other wizards and took another drink.

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snark_master
2009-10-28 12:57 am UTC (link)

That's because no one else read those bloody books, Severus thought to himself, he didn't know if the rest of those from his world were brilliant or ignorant for ignoring them. Probably brilliant - there were things about the future Severus rather preferred not knowing, especially now that his 'feelings' were out of the bag, the revelation going so horribly wrong.

Severus shrugged before throwing back another drink, then flashed Regulus a wicked smile, "I would have come to the burning stake to honor you, Reg."

"But, He is either dead, or gone, doesn't matter which," Sev filled his glass again, raised it to toast, "the fact is He is not here, and that is just brilliant." And that was a brilliant thought.

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oncedeath
2009-10-28 02:18 am UTC (link)

Regulus placed a hand on his chest over his heart, acting as if he were truly touched by the sentiment of Severus honoring his burning effigy. Then he ruined the act by snorting in amusement. "Thanks, mate. That is truly touching. I don't know when I've been so touched." He snickered again, chasing the laughter with a sip.

He quickly raised his own glass and clinked it against Severus'. "Here, here!" he called with a wide smile. "I will most certainly drink to that." He couldn't imagine a greater relief. He preferred not to think about the possibility that Voldemort could come back, possibly in his adult form next time. That simply was not an option on Regulus' world. He was off scot-free and that was how it was going to stay. And if he had to remain in this bar and drink himself into a stupor to continue to believe that, then so be it.

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snark_master
2009-10-31 07:04 pm UTC (link)

Severus downed the toasting drink and smiled as the liquid burned a celebratory path down his throat. “I’m here to think of you, and your needs, mate. I am still alive, you know, for your sake.”

The smile didn’t leave his face now; the pleasant euphoric feeling only alcohol can give was now permeating Severus’s brain. That feeling of invincibility was fast approaching; his ‘good’ mood – albeit from forcing to the back of his mind all the bad that had happened to him recently – would only become exaggerated, and soon the power of suggestion would achieve new meaning. Someone was in danger of falling victim to drunken magic, or worse… not that Severus was so concerned at the moment about sprouting elephant ears, like last time.

“So what’re your plans next, if we’re not worrying about a tiny Dark Lord, we need a new thing to dwell on.”

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