closed RP: Stephen Maturin and Remus Lupin: In vino veritas
After finishing up his grindylow study, a sodden Lupin shuffled off to his private quarters for a hot shower and a change of clothes. He was starting to nurse a perverse fondness for Stephen's hideous coat - it was comfortable and smelled rather nice, and certainly was no more appalling than some of the clothing he'd worn in the 1970's. (That pair of orange bell-bottoms, for instance.) He did rather blend into the wallpaper when he was wearing it, but was that really a terrible thing?
Back in his office, dressed in his customary professorial tweed, he hung the coat up and got out a bottle of Jack Sparrow's rum, pouring out a glass for himself and a glass in anticipation of Stephen's arrival. He knew that in the Royal Navy in Stephen's day, it was customary to drink grog rather than straight rum, but presumably Stephen could hold his liquor.
He took out his notebook and located on his bookshelf a book that Stephen would certainly be interested in - Darwin's The Origin of Species. Then he settled down to wait for Stephen to arrive.
Back in his office, dressed in his customary professorial tweed, he hung the coat up and got out a bottle of Jack Sparrow's rum, pouring out a glass for himself and a glass in anticipation of Stephen's arrival. He knew that in the Royal Navy in Stephen's day, it was customary to drink grog rather than straight rum, but presumably Stephen could hold his liquor.
He took out his notebook and located on his bookshelf a book that Stephen would certainly be interested in - Darwin's The Origin of Species. Then he settled down to wait for Stephen to arrive.