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 Hungover and Late for Work (S&M), DO NOT ENTER (S)
James Sullivan
 Posted: Apr 26 2017, 08:23 PM
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"Who needs butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo."

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Sully sat quietly at his desk, frozen in place as he stared down at the paper in front of him. His official resignation from The Ministry had finally came through, along with the death report of his partner. The glass of whiskey sat almost empty, though he'd poured almost a whole bottle into the damned glass. His vision was blurry as his eyes teared up, drops falling to the page below, splattering across the parchement. The moving pictures on the paper, the flashes of words across the page. Peter Sullivan, charged with the murder of fifteen witches and wizards, along with the murder of his wife and attempted murder of his son James Sullivan, still at large. He is armed and dangerous. Please call the Ministry if you have any leads.

James stood at the bar, downing his fifth shot of the night. He was drunk, terribly so. "Listen bub, you're done. Cut off." the bartender said, attempting to pull the bottle away from the man. Sully's gaze shot to the man, a deadly stare that would have scared any ordinary man. But this was in fact, Mackenzie O'Malley he had as a bartender, an old friend and almost a brother. But this night, he was preventing him from getting black out drunk. "Listen, asshole. I will fucking rip your arm off." Sully growled, grabbing the bottle back from the tall man. His scars shone bright against his tan skin as he knocked one of the lights, glaring up at it before stumbling off the bar stool. Mack came around the bar, bat in hand. "James, I don't want to have to hurt you. Gimme the bottle and leave, mate." Mack said, reaching for the bottle. His brows furrowed as he stared at the man, body tensing as the bottle was taken from him. Red crossed his vision as he stared at him for a moment, then everything went black.

Sully woke at St. Michaels, hands bandaged and a monster of headache. His hands were bandaged, and he winced as he looked at the wires that had been hooked up to him. Fucking hell... he thought, ripping the wires from his chest as he slowly stood. He could see out the window, at the bustling hospital that was a St. Michaels. Sully could see the nurses moving in and out of a room, mumbling something about a patient who'd been in a bar fight. Shit. he mumbled, quickly ditching the gown and dressing into his clothes from the night before, black jeans and a white dress shirt. Which was now stained with... blood. Of course it had to be blood. He reached into his pocket, grabbing his wand from the hidden pocket in his pants and waving it over the shirt. It slowly returned to it's pristine condition, and his wand returned to its proper place in his sleeve. The black blazer from the night before lay draped over the chair, and he pulled it on, smelling of old beer and stinky alleyway. Nurses shot him funny looks as he exited his room, moving across the hall to glance into the room. Mackenzie O'Malley lay in the bed, face bandaged and chest bruised and bandaged as well. Sully looked at his own hands, felt his own pain radiating out from his knuckles. It wasn't the first time he'd beaten the shit out of his friend, but he felt bad this time. He'd always been there and yet they still ended up in this position. "Sorry, mate." he said loud enough for his friend to hear as he stared at him, giving him a forgiving smile and waving at him as he passed. Sully took a deep breath, sighing heavily as he turned out an emergency exit and ended up behind the hospital. His wand slid from his pocket, a spell slipping from his lips before he apparated back to the school.

Sully landed in the gardens of Beauxbatons, wincing as he moved to sit on a bench nearby. The smell of the flowers, the air blowing through his shaggy auburn hair. It all honestly made him want to vomit. But he didn't, nothing in his stomach to come up even if he had. He could hear students around, bustling around to get to class on time, the day only beginning as he had been gone all night. He popped some ibruprofen, swallowing dryly and forcing the pills down. Sully glanced at his watch, the watch that Hiccup had made for him to match his own, the golden dragon inside moving around and hissing at him. Sully, like the students running around the grounds to try and make it to class, were late.

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Marceline Abadeer
 Posted: May 16 2017, 11:19 PM
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Marceline was filling in yet again. For some reason the professor who taught Defense Against the Dark Arts was constantly falling ill or out for some reason or another- really it didn't matter. Generally the classes she taught here at the 'Fairy School' (her father's coined term) were relaxed and not overly complicated. The students and staff here seemed to focus mostly on the arts, and while she considered the dark arts in themselves to be graceful and wonderful, defending against them didn't seem to be of great importance here. Whatever, she was getting paid to show off her skills in front of an audience, she was cool with that.

A light breeze picked up as she apparated just outside of the garden area and slid her wand down along the sash of her red and black robes. One thing she rather enjoyed about Beauxbatons was their seemingly lax dress code, so much brighter and sunnier than Hogwarts and their plain black garb. That being said she seemed to stick out with her rather dark attire and almost eerily pale skin. She knew in the past she'd been likened to a slightly darker version of 'Little Red Riding Hood' in her teaching outfit and while she merely quirked a brow and gave the student who'd mentioned it a disinterested look, she found herself amused. Honestly she was more big bad wolf in personality and demeanor, but no one else here had to know about that, right?

Tilting her chin down slightly she scanned the front of her belted and form fitting robes before lifting her gaze and taking in a deep breath. Ugh, flowers. The perfumey scent hung around her, waves of sweet, though another smell hit her soon after and her expression seemed to shift from grossed out to interested. Striding forward in knee high boots she paused before a man who was sprawled out on a bench, a very scruffy and yet attractive man, “You smell like you've been rolling around in a latrine after you'd been doused with a couple bottles of... What is that, whiskey?” She noted, fighting a smirk for some reason this man being in such bad shape was actually kind of amusing. Reign it in Marcie.

Shaking her head a little bit her red streaked curls fluttered along her shoulders, “To summarize, it looks like you've had a terrible, but at least very exciting, night.” She motioned down at his bandaged hands. Stepping to the side she sank down on the bench beside him, one leg crossing over the other casually, “Now, I'm going to guess you're not a student here, unless you were held back-” She gave him a once over, “quite a few times.” She glanced down to the watch her held in his hands, “You could be a hobo...” She trailed off a second or two, “But see, you're dressed really nicely and aside from-” she counted on her fingers, “three things I can see and smell immediately, you look pretty well off.” A thoughtful noise hummed through her vocals, “I'm going to guess that you work here and are probably late for your- Well, whatever you do. I figure if you're late, you might as well just ditch at this point, we can hang out here, you can tell me your life story.” She turned her crystalline gaze onto his face as she leaned in a little bit, “I'm a really good listener.” She whispered. Who knew if she was being sincere or sarcastic, she certainly didn't.

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for James Sullivan// I'm sorry for her.
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