((OOC This will be a log feel free to bring who you'd like, pull up a stool have a drink, sing some karaoke but most of all have fun.:D
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Remus nudges open the door of the bar and walked in. He's just gotten off work, but figured he might as well come on over. He grins as he spots Gryffindor at the bar, walking over and sitting down beside him, asking for a glass of water. No use getting intoxicated before anyone had hardly arrived yet, plus he was thirsty.
"Hullo," he says, setting his bag beneath the stool. It has a few books in it, just things that looked interesting to read whilst minding the shop, and a few pastries from the shop near the bookstore. He'd already eaten the chocolate ones, but he was bringing some of the fruit filled ones back to the flat for Sirius.
Godric turned his head and smiled at him, "You came." He replied pleased patting his arm before sighing, "Salazar isn't here yet I'm sure he'll be here in a little while." He murmured with more conviction than he felt before peering at his back. "A studious mind then?"
"WOTCHER!" Tonks called out, looking around before seeing at least one familiar face, and then a face familiar only from icons and things and "OMG it's not a prank?!" She made her way over, tripping on no less than three stools and/or feet, before pulling up to sit down with.
Remus chuckles. "Of course I came, wasn't goig to miss this. Sirius is still going to demand you sign his arse, could I really not be here?" He shakes his head, taking a long gulp of his water and sighing. "Studious mind?" He glances at the books. "Well, I suppose, yes. But these are mostly just because I work in a store shelving books right now. And a few pastries for Sirius because he eats like his stomach were a blackhole."
[[ooc: we're still online [me, Rabid, Fae], but not doing much here as most people went to bed. XD BUT. WE WILL BACK AT IT TOMORROW. Draco torture schedualed for like, 7:30ish EST]]
Godric grinned watching it all with an amused smile as he leaned againts Salazar starting on his sixth pint and managing ot slur rther a bit, "I rather like it here,." He chuckled squeezing salazar's waist sloppily
Salazar rolled his eyes. "You're an horrible drunk, Godric. We're supposed to be setting an example." He blithely ignored his bit of fun with Malfoy earlier.
Godric sat on the table his eyes flashing, his feet on either side of Salazar's thighs as Salazar sat. He'd been plying him with cigarettes, orgasmic chocolate and firewhisky and now the two were challenging each other as Godric kept enticing Salazar to allow Godric to lay hands on him or else fear the hands straying back to Black.
"You are not to lay your hands on that man," Salazar told him, taking his third glass of firewhisky and downing it just as quickly as he had th first - only without the small shudder now. He took another bit of chocolate and moaned softly, closing his eyes. "Mmmmmm"
Godric pulled Salazar close and breathed into his mouth again with a carnal kiss, "If you do not allow me to lay hands on you than I shall be forced to."
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"Hullo," he says, setting his bag beneath the stool. It has a few books in it, just things that looked interesting to read whilst minding the shop, and a few pastries from the shop near the bookstore. He'd already eaten the chocolate ones, but he was bringing some of the fruit filled ones back to the flat for Sirius.
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