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Tweak says, "How old are you really?"

Sirius O. Black (pad_foot) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-09-08 21:26:00

Entry tags:

!closed, rose tyler, sirius black

WHO: Female!Sirius and his Pisshead (Rose)
WHAT: It's a girls night. Sirius'll say its a date, but he is lying.
WHEN: About 10.30/11 pm
WHERE: Sirius' flat
RATING: PG-13, for Sirius' language
STATUS: Incomplete

Sirius padded out from the kitchen, still dressed stubbornly in his 'The Clash' t-shirt and his old 'lucky' boxers (the ones with the bones on them). It was an outfit which Rose had seen him dressed in several times before. Only it wasn't the same now, because today he was a few inches shorter and quite a bit thinner. He also did not have the right anatomy to fill a pair of boxers, but exactly the right anatomy to stretch his shirt. Which was annoying. In his hands a lit cigarette dangled, along with a bottle of vodka that he held out to the blonde girl sat on the sofa. Because some things never change.

"Stop laughing," he told her, slinging his new body down on the other end of the sofa and squirming uncomfortably, a disgruntled expression splashed across his (her?) face. "This is a fucking nightmare. How can you stand it?" He groaned, taking a final drag on the cigarette before leaning forward to stub it out in the overflowing ashtray. The flat was slowly going back to its usual (disgusting) state after Pete's attempt at tidying, but there were very few patches of bare carpet remaining. So it wasn't all bad.

"Honestly," the animagus grumbled. "If I don't wake up tomorrow with a cock I'm definitely killing myself."

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pad_foot
2010-09-09 07:45 pm UTC (link)

Sirius scowled as Rose patted his shoulder, an amused smile still splashed over her own face as she bit back her laughter. Merlin, could he meet one person who wouldn't laugh at his predicament? At least Abbott had had the good manners to have sex with him, which had lifted his spirits slightly. And some people were actually enjoying this!?! How could they, when everything downstairs seemed so... breezy?!?

(S)he gave her his best glare, before frowning, reaching over to pluck the bottle once again from her hand and splash two generous portions into the mugs which were the only clean cups he'd been able to find. "I dunno..." He mused. "Let's see."

Throwing back the makeshift shot (because he really fucking needed it), Sirius bounded to his feet, pausing for a moment to shake some excess energy from his suddenly slender limbs. Then his body hunched, dark hair sprouted in tufts, his jaw elongated, and a second later a huge black dog stood on the carpet.

Padfoot seemed to sniff the air curiously, then turned in a small circle in a curious parody of chasing his own tail. Her own tail, as it turned out. A pathetic whine curled from Padfoot's throat, and the dogs head cocked sadly as it met Rose's gaze, one ear flopping down dispiritedly. A second later Sirius was back, sat dejectedly on the floor and reaching for the vodka bottle.

"Fuck this."

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blaidd_drwg_
2010-09-09 09:40 pm UTC (link)

She took one mug from him, watching as he downed his vodka before starting to change into a dog. No matter how often he may have done so before her now she still found it amazing to watch. And this was coming from the girl who watched a werewolf transform, though Sirius had seen so as well. She watched as he checked and with the noise that came from him and the sad look she got she knew the answer. She was about to hug him when he had changed back into the female he was moments ago.

"It'll get better," she said as she lowered to the floor beside him, throwing back her own vodka and coughing slightly when it burned. It didn't usually, she must have not been focused enough. "Don't get too upset over it."

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pad_foot
2010-09-10 10:12 am UTC (link)

Sirius took a swig from the bottle, pulling a face as Rose fell to sit beside him on the floor. "Fine," he told her, swinging his long, bare legs beneath him so he was kneeling, passing the bottle back to her. Sirius shoved some items on the coffee table aside. The surface was littered with tattered magazines, empty beer bottles and other random things he'd picked up from various places. His wand rolled off and fell onto the carpet, but Sirius ignored it, finally reaching his mug and falling back to sitting on the floor.

"Come on then," he told Rose. "Take my mind off my vagina for a bit. What's going on with you? Have you decided to throw caution to the winds and give up on your ancient Doctor yet? I'm bloody starving..." He turned, twisting his new, slender body on the floor as he scouted out some kind of food. There was normally something lying about in this flat. Sirius wasn't the kind of bloke - woman! - to not have something edible close by. In case of emergency.

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blaidd_drwg_
2010-09-10 10:24 pm UTC (link)

She sighed softy, taking the bottle from him and taking a rather large drink from it once she did. Especially when he mentioned the Doctor. That made her want to never part with the bottle. Seriously, she didn't know what to do or so. And wondered at times why she bothered. After all, he never seemed to change his mind no matter what she said to him.

"He said he wants to think about it. What does that even mean? I asked him if he regretted what happened and he said he didn't, and yet he has to think about what that means?"

Sighing, she took another sip before passing it back to him. She really did hate this. Almost like she hated loving him but she never could. Because he meant everything to her.

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pad_foot
2010-09-11 11:03 pm UTC (link)

"Huh." Sirius pulled his knees into his chest and frowned at her over the top of them. "That's a shitter."

He reached out, trying not to blanch at the sight of his own slender and delicate hand as he took the bottle from her. "Well, better than a right out no, right?" He told her, throwing back a mouthful of spirit. Sirius swallowed, waving the bottle in her direction in a way he liked to think was wise. "That means there's something to think about. Which means he thinks there's things to consider. Which..." He trailed off, losing his train of thought. "Is... good?"

"You don't know what the alien's gonna say," he decided, passing the bottle back and craning over to one side to grab a half-eaten green apple from where it had been abandoned on a newspaper. "Don't count your dragons before they've hatched." Sirius tossed the apple casually in the air, caught it, and took a loud bite, giving Rose a grin while juice trickled down his face.

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blaidd_drwg_
2010-09-12 06:58 pm UTC (link)

She quirked an eyebrow when Sirius claimed it was better than a no before shrugging. She guessed he was right; if it was a no this would be worse surely. At the moment there was still the slightest of hopes that things might turn out well. Nodding, she took the bottle when he passed it over. He would say he had to think about it if it wasn't something he thought required a lot of thought, something he wanted to make a proper decision on.

"You do realise that if he says yes, our...late night calls wont be happening anymore."

It was a shame, yes. Sirius certainly was good at that sort of thing. But strangely enough so was the Doctor. She smiled as she remembered as much as she could about the drunken night, well semi-drunken night, they had. Maybe it felt amazing because she loved him. But yes, Sirius was skilled, she would give him that.

Taking a swig from the bottle, she swallowed before wiping at her mouth and looking over at Sirius. If she hadn't known him so long and as well as she does she would have found him eating the apple rather sickening. But he had done more disgusting things.

"Just have to wait and see."

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pad_foot
2010-09-16 10:00 am UTC (link)

He laughed. "As long as you're still drinking with me," he assured her, with a grin and a wink that had girls swooning when he was a bloke. Sirius knew enough to know that Rose really loved this Doctor bloke, and he wasn't so selfish as to stand in the way of that. Anyway, it wasn't like he couldn't get sex anywhere else... But the blonde was good company, and he'd be sorry if he lost her completely. Plus, she was unbelievably bendy.

Another loud crunch echoed through the flat as Sirius took another bite of apple, mixing with the 70s music that was on in the background. Sirius rolled his eyes, finishing off the apple and speaking loudly and dramatically around a mouthful. "Don't look so depressed. What will be will be. Que Sera, Sera!"

He stretched to one side, grabbing his wand and flicking it so the apple core he held in his hand wriggled, blurred, and morphed elegantly into a white flower. Sirius grinned, offering it to Rose with an exaggerated flourish before getting to his feet. He bellowed over his narrow shoulder as he moved to the kitchen, pushing back his curtain of dark hair. "How'd you meet him anyway? Make a habit of picking up aliens of the streets? You hussy."

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