It is can be drinkz tiem nao?--Redux ((closed RP))

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((OOC: This may wander into realms of NSFW-ness))

I open my eyes slowly. What the hell did Matt put into those drinks? I mean, I know I can hold my liquor. A JD and coke and a shot of Everclear should not have made me that drunk. I start to move when I realize that there are several things wrong.

One, Matt and Near are in bed with me.

Two, I didn't think I have a room yet.

Three, Matt didn't have his goggles or muffler on.

Four, I could feel hands on my back. Thankfully, I still was dressed.

I sniffed cautiously. No, we didn't...I am sure of that. Even if we'd washed up, which I really doubt any of us were in a state of mind to do. All I could smell was alcohol and the still remaining smell of polish from our detention.

I could see a blue eye staring at me from across Matt's chest. I waited, wondering how this was going to explode in my face.

[Open RP] Happy Birthday Light

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Technically speaking, Light's turning 22 today. He remembered that they didn't make a big fuss about it, due to Light being Light and the Kira case.

Hm. The Kira case.

Soichiro stared off into blank space as he drank some sake at the Ravenclaw bar. (He still isn't sure where the Slytherin one is) As of right now, Soichiro isn't sure what he's drinking for.

Is he drinking for his son, a nice young man? Or is he drinking for a mass murderer who happens to share his face? He isn't sure. All he knows is that while he will always love Light, he will never be able to think about him the same way ever again.

So he ends up drinking by himself in celebration of Light's birthday. (But really, who would he drink with? The boys who brought him to justice? No, drinking with perfect strangers is much more likely)

[[Free for all!]]

Closed RP: Dumbledore and Ron

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Ron Weasley hadn’t been expecting this at all. He hadn’t even been expecting to stay at Hogwarts longer than it took to capture the furries. Wait, was he supposed to capture the furries? Dumbledore hadn’t said. Maybe he was supposed to study them, and report back. Well, he wasn’t going to ask now! That would just leave Ron looking right stupid. Anyways, he certainly hoped Dumbledore wasn’t expecting Ron to take out any furries. Figuratively or literally!

Wait, was “taking out” figurative when you were using it to talk about dating, or was it figurative when you were using it to talk about assassinating? Oh well, Ron wasn’t going to do either! What he was going to do, though, was ask his good old Professor for advice.

When Ron sent that owl to the Headmistress, he was asking permission to teach a few flying lessons. He wasn’t asking for a straight-out Professorship; not really. Now Ron had responsibilities, and a reputation, and… payment. Oh, that was the sweetest part, really. And he bet his mum would be beside herself when she learned that one of her kids was teaching at Hogwarts.

But not if she heard that he was making a mess of it! So, before setting up any lesson plan, Ron went and knocked on ol’ Dumbledore’s door.