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Date Posted: 05:27:59 05/17/05 Tue
Author: Talon and Scott.
Subject: Drink up, 'me hearties'.

So. This Talon kid walks into a bar and orders a drin--woah, back up a bit there, sparky. Did you say kid? Talon Cross does not qualify as a kid [as much] anymore. Well, at least, he likes to believe so. All nineteen-year-olds like to believe that, he's no different than that other guy in the corner of Red Bane pub, a smaller, not as successful version of the Leaky Cauldron, but both in London. That's where Talon has been living for the past year. Now, back to the other young guy in the corner of the pub? He may not seem important, but, really, he knows Talon. This is only because it's Scott Tyler. He actually went to Hogwarts with Talon and graduated a year earlier than he did. These two were 'kind of, but not really friends', not even in the same HOUSE but they had their moments, since Scott is bored and Talon looks alone, Scott decides to make company for the younger (by a year; ego, Scott?) boy.

"So. You finally grew up, did you?" Pleasant way to start a conversation, isn't it? Going up to someone and just saying at in their ear, behind them. Talon turns around and grins at Scott.

"I suppose I did. I'm still taller than you are, dude," he says, rubbing in the fact that, since 5th year (6th, in Scott's case), Talon's always been taller than him. At the moment, Talon stands 5"11' and Scott at 5'9". Scott rolls his eyes and hops on the barstool next to him, asking the bartender for a drink and handing him a few Sickles, then looks at Talon.

"So. What are you doing here? Miss me too much?" he asks. Talon scoffs. Yeah, right.

"Sure. I couldn't resist you, I missed and pined for you. That was sarcasm, by the way. But no, to be serious? Just sight-seeing. I mean, I worked with some dragon people in Wales last year, that was kinda cool. This little memoir from one dragon wasn't," he says, pausing to roll up his sleeve and reveal a burn on his upper right arm. Scott winces slightly, but Talon continues his story. "But this year, I just decided to take the year off and just be a tourist, you know? Manchester seems wicked, I'm hoping to be there next week. And yeah, the story of my life ends now. What's up with you these days?" Talon says, with a shrug as he sips his drink.

"Boring shit. I mean, you know how I said I was going to tryout and at least attempt to get selected for a Quidditch team, even as backup or something? Totally backfired. Did you know that working in Diagon Alley is just the most boring thing ever? God, you suck. Why can I tour?" Scott mutters, actually looking a wee bit jealous about the fact that he's stuck working in Diagon Alley and Talon's touring England and Wales. Talon, wisely, changes the subject to something, he hopes, is a lot less morbid.

"So. Seen anyone from school since you got out? Rodney, Serra, James? All my friends scattered to the wind or, to be literal, the Ministry of Magic. Though I can't actually see any of those guys working behind a stuffy desk in an office, can you?"

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Re: Drink up, 'me hearties'. -- Serra & Rodney, 18:44:15 05/17/05 Tue
- Assumptions. -- Talon and Scott., 06:59:20 05/18/05 Wed
  - the one you're leaving out -- Serra & Rodney, 15:56:41 05/22/05 Sun
    - reoccurring drowning effect -- Talon, Scott and James (!), 16:42:57 05/22/05 Sun
      - Re: just three miles from the rest stop -- Serra, 17:03:54 05/22/05 Sun
        so real these voices in my head -- Scott, 20:49:44 05/22/05 Sun
        Re: can you help me? i'm bent -- Serra & Rodney, 13:43:34 05/23/05 Mon
        the fear of losing is setting in -- Talon and Scott (and James?), 16:10:54 05/24/05 Tue
        i think i left a piece of my heart on your face -- Serra + Rodney, 19:55:08 05/24/05 Tue
        i know you better than you fake it -- Scott (+ Talon, I guess?. James = lost in the carpark.), 17:44:52 05/25/05 Wed
        cut the skin to the bone -- Serra & The Rodz, 18:08:13 05/25/05 Wed
        morphine city, slippin dues down to see -- Scott and Talon, 22:33:20 05/25/05 Wed