Gideon Prewett (justtheteam) wrote in solemnly_sworn, @ 2011-08-01 19:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: gideon prewett, character: sirius black, player: iggy, player: lisa |
Who: Gideon Prewett & Sirius Black
What: Drunken spell casting
When: Monday
Where: Empty street/field whatever
Status: In progress
Warnings: Drunkenness
Gideon raised his wand only to find that he couldn't even point it straight. But why was he trying to make it straight? Did it matter? There was a figure in front of him that was hard to see in the dark and when he made out who it was, he came to the conclusion that Sirius Black was a friend, not foe. Thus there was no reason to point his wand at him, was there? Gideon stumbled a bit and heard his foot kick something hard. "Wassat?" He mumbled, searching frantically. It sounded like glass...like an empty bottle. Had he drank it?
Shaking his head, Gideon laughed and turned back around and then he remembered. They were here for a duel, for practice under the influence because who knew when some nasty Death person was going to pop up on you! If you couldn't fight while drunk, you might be shit outta luck when the time actually comes.
With a little more gusto than necessary, Gideon sent a stunning spell - or at least he tried, given that his silent spell casting was less than par - at the other person he kept forgetting about. It missed and he stumbled forward with a fit of laughter. Oh if Fabian could see him. Fabian! Where was that prick? Not here. Nope, they hadn't invited him. It was weird to be one instead of two sometimes but copious amounts of Firewhiskey helped that.
"ALIVE?"