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Sirius O. Black ([info]pad_foot) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-11-04 20:38:00

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Entry tags:!open, ariadne, eames, juno weasley, rose tyler, sirius black, the doctor (10)

Who: Anyone who fancied coming to Sirius' fantastic birthday party of amazingness.
What: Sirius' fantastic birthday party of amazingness.
When: Around 11 pm tonight.
Where: Sirius' flat.
Rating/Warnings: TBD. Probably excessive drinking and swearing.
Status: In progress, open.

At Hogwarts, Sirius' birthday had always been a period of great celebration. Usually ending with multiple detentions and a severe telling off for four smirking teenage boys in McGonagall's office. After Hogwarts, there had been a war on, and most of Sirius' best friends had been fighting in a secret organization attempting to stop oppression and the dark lord. So gathering everyone together in one place to get completely and utterly bladdered had not seemed like the most intelligent plan. Now Sirius found himself stuck somewhere in between a mad teenage party spilling out into the corridors and a quiet dinner with the Potter family, Remus and Peter. And he didn't mind at all.

The front door of the flat was open, leaving room for people to file in and out as they fancied. Sirius' typical seventies punk music was piping loudly out of one corner, ready to be switched over by whoever happened to be the first to crack. There was an ridiculous amount of drink cluttering up the kitchen, several full ashtrays and a clatter of conversation from the various people who filled the room. One bedroom was firmly locked and warded, while Sirius'  own was open with a small mountain of coats spilling from the bed onto the floor. The flat was warm from having too many bodies crammed into it, even with all the windows open.

Sirius himself stood by one of the said windows, cigarette clamped between his lips, his eyes slightly blurry from the alcohol he and his drinking companion had started consuming rather early in the day. He was chuckling as he and Rose enjoyed some rather slurred conversation.

"Stop wobbling," the animagus told Rose, trying to laugh without dropping the cigarette and creating a small but dramatic house fire. Sirius' eyes narrowed as he poured two rather generous helpings of tequilla into the glasses Rose was holding. putting the bottle down on the window-sill, and taking his drink back from the blonde, plucking the cigarette from his mouth. "Cheers." The glasses clinked together, and on the count of three Sirius threw back his shot of sharp alcohol.


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[info]dream_bigger
2010-11-12 11:58 pm UTC (link)
"That word! Yes! You're very clever, mmhmm," he told Juno, then nodded at her very correct assumption. "I should hope I'm drunk, yes. I've spent long enough pouring vodka martinis down my throat, I'd need to be well on my way to being hammered by now. Unless. Unless. What if Sirius's alcohol is broken? Tragedy of epic proportions, that." That was a lot of talking, so he took another drink.

Naturally, that was when Ariadne pushed his arm off of her. Wait, what? What had she said? Handsy? But he wasn't even trying anything on with her! And then she said...

He glanced at Juno for a split-second, then looked at Ariadne with slightly narrowed eyes. "Jesus. Is this about that stuff on the roof?"

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[info]labyrinthine
2010-11-13 12:12 am UTC (link)
"God, you're vile," she said, shuddering. Martinis were disgusting, particularly with vodka in them. She glared back up at him through her heavy makeup, face flushing.

"What? No. Jesus. But if you're going to leave me alone, then you should leave me the fuck alone." That had sounded better in her head.

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