Should auld acquaintance be forgot... [Mirror 1]

[angel_dylan]

If you had been upstairs in the compound at six in the evening of December 31, you might have thought your eyes were playing tricks on you, or that you'd once again been whisked off to some strange, new place. Within the blink of an eye, the rooms had changed, sparkling instantly with festive decorations, and it was all so instantaneous that it

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[phoenixgreen]

Firewhisky. There was a bloody lot of Firewhisky. Harry stepped further into the rec room, smiling. That's right... it was December 31. New Years Eve.

Harry poured himself a respectable amount and tossed it back. He winced at the burn, and after a bout of coughing, went for more. Might as well have fun, right?

Everything was so sparkly and festive. It was alarming, how the island knew exactly what they needed.

[crazyspacegirl]

"What kind of whiskey it that?" River asked with interest. "It smells different than the Scotch kind."

[phoenixgreen]

Harry turned towards the voice, spilling some of the whisky on himself in process. Real smooth. "Firewhisky. It's... well, it's from where I'm from. That is to say, Wizard London,"

He wasn't explaining this well. "It's a brew that only witches and wizards make. Strong, but effective." Harry poured her some, handing her the glass. "I'm Harry."

[crazyspacegirl]

She smiled a little when he spilled on himself, but didn't draw attention to it. "There's a planet called Londinium where I'm from. It's named after the city on Earth that was." She took the offered glass and sniffed at it cautiously. "I'm River. Nice to meet you. Witches and wizards? Really?" She still didn't quite believe that such a thing as magic was really possible, but if he believed it she wasn't going to tell him he was wrong.

[phoenixgreen]

"Earth, that's where I'm from. England, to be exact. But... well, it doesn't matter now. We're all from here, aren't we?" Wherever that was.

"Happy New Year, even if it isn't... where you're from."

He took a long pull from his whisky and tried to hide the shudder. It wasn't called Firewhisky for nothing.

[crazyspacegirl]

"That is very true," she agreed. "And here is good."

She took a careful sip of the Firewhisky and didn't even try not to react to it.

"Oh! That's... that's...," she sputtered slightly. "It's not bad, but it's... nothing like Ian's whiskey. Happy New Year."

[phoenixgreen]

"It takes some getting used to," Harry said, laughing. "It's... kind of like fire going down, isn't it?"

He was feeling it now. Harry wasn't much of a drinker, and it didn't take too much for him to be off his arse. "Careful, it hits you quite unexpectedly."

[crazyspacegirl]

"I guess that should be obvious from the name," she said, recovering. She wasn't much of a drinker either, and if something didn't taste good, she didn't really want it. "It's interesting, though. Different. I think I'll stick with the regular whiskey. It doesn't burn so much."