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Seamus Finnigan (firewaterburn) wrote in pandorarpg,

After setting the pies down in the kitchen, Seamus paused to look between Lavender and Justin. Justin who was being far too careful with their third-hand dishes and more subdued than Seamus had ever seen him. And Lavender, who was nervous about a cup of tea. This wasn't right, not in the least and Seamus only knew one way to help. "Fuck that," he muttered, irritated at nothing and everything as he got down glasses from the upper cabinet, then dug out the whiskey from below.

"All right, the lot of you." He waited until he had everyone's attention. "We're going to do this the Irish way. We're going to eat until we can't, and we're going to drink until we're stupid, and we're going to tell the best flippin' stories we can remember because this mopin' around shite isn't doin' anyone any good." Seamus was shaking a little and his hands were clenched tight, but he did his best to channel his mother. "We'll have plenty of time to mourn later. Lavender, I'll get you your water." And he did just that, filling a glass from the tap before going to hand it to her.