Roger Davies (hg_roger) wrote in hallowed_ground, @ 2009-03-12 20:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1997: october, oliver wood, place: private residence, roger davies |
date: 31st of October 1997 - BACKDATED.
characters: Roger Davies, Oliver Wood, lots more
location: Rogiver's apartment in Muggle London
private/semi-private/public: semi-private - anyone can join in if they know Rogiver. Ping me or Amanda!
summary: It's Halloween. Even in scary times, people like to par-tay.
status: incomplete
"You look stupid." Roger pointed at Oliver, from the pleats on his skirt, to his pale, hairy legs, "What's with you and wearing skirts? Don't give me that bollocks about kilts not being skirts - hang on," Roger paused.
He had been just about to finish his own costume when Oliver had walked by, all toga-ed. Oliver really hadn't given Roger much notice about their Halloween party, so he hadn't really put much thought into his costume. It was last minute, unlike Oliver's very 'manly' skirt and breast-plate combo. Roger pointed his wand at his mouth and did what he did most Halloween nights': he became a Vampire.
"Kiltsh are sho shkirts." Roger lisped - it always took him a while to get used to the fangs. Aside from the pointed teeth, his costume was unremarkable, just a slightly bloodied t-shirt and a pair of baggy jeans. Maybe later he would don a tophat, but it would be more likely that he would end up wearing the punchbowl as a hat, or perhaps a lampshade.
"Nice arse though. You should transfigure a nice set of boobs onto yourself, you might pull. Maybe. Shave the beard though, no one likes bearded ladies."