Re: Fenrir & Kirley
The party had been a good idea if Kirley did say so himself. The music was lively, the food was good, and the alcohol was plentiful. It was nothing like the parties at the Bubble Palace and there was very little chance of anyone engaging in a spontaneous orgy, but things felt lighter than they had in the past couple of weeks. Sure, the Doom & Gloom Patrol was probably still worried about the future, finding sustainable food sources, and fixing up the school, but everyone deserved a break once in a while.
Kirley was in his element even if it wasn't the type of party he'd hosted since his second-year at Hogwarts. Well, there was more alcohol at this one, but it was just as tame and innocent as those parties had been. Still, it was a good time and Kirley wasn't going to waste it thinking about what could happen. There were plenty of sexy people to keep things interesting, and maybe orgies weren't in play but that didn't mean there weren't opportunities for fun.
One such opportunity was lounging on a pile of pillows and cushions with a beer. Kirley got a beer for himself and headed that way. Fenris something--Kirley knew the name, knew the reputation that went along with the name, but he didn't think that mattered now. This man was young and hot, and probably not a psychotic killer. He was pretty sure the Doom & Gloom Patrol wouldn't have let a psychotic killer stay in the castle, so whatever this man had become in his future didn't matter here. What mattered was he was hot and all alone. No one should be alone at one of Kirley's parties.
"Hey," he said as he approached the younger man. He dropped down onto the neighboring pile of cushions and pillows. "I don't think we've met properly yet. I'm Kirley Duke." He wasn't used to having to introduce himself, but this man was from well before his time, and Kirley could use manners when the situation called for it. "Enjoying yourself?"