spoopy shenanigans [ota]

[effingsirius]

It's Halloween. Clearly this means it's time for shenanigans.

Or at least a party. Come costumed (or at the very least clothed.) Here there be alcohol and spoopiness.

Have fun!



[ooc: sob idk what this is go forth and have fun ppl i guess toplevel and attack at will?]

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Sirius Black

[effingsirius]

[Offering, for once, a formal apology]

Remus Lupin

[wolfymcwolf]

[Remus has shown up in his normal clothes.

Come ask him what his costume is. I dare you.]

[effingsirius]

[Remus what.

Remus why are you being no fun.

Remus how could you do this to his heart he trusted you.]

What're you supposed t'be, then?

[wolfymcwolf]

[Ah yes the first to fall for his cunning trick.]

I'm a werewolf. [He says it so casually. Like he hasn't been waiting for just this opportunity all night.]

[rab]

[ And there Regulus is, in his well-thought-out costume, lips twitching into a faint and wry smile as he spots him. ]

I'd ask what your costume is, but I'm sure I already know. Was Sirius quite furious about it?

[ He can delight in that, at least. ]

[wolfymcwolf]

[Remus is trying to puzzle out what Regulus' costume is. It looks like something he'd wear anyway, but there must be more to it than just dressing up nice.]

Think Lily and I broke his poor little heart. What about yours? Did you misread the dress code on the invitation?

Lily Potter

[lightmagic]

[ Lily is, also, in fact, wearing her regular clothing. Fancy that. ]

[peterohpeter]

Peter stepped up next to Lily and held out a hand containing a cup of punch for her and a smile on his face. Dressed up as golden Apollo. "I thought you might be thirsty, Lils. I promise, it's not spiked." He says, always looking out for his friends, and attempting to keep them out of trouble when able. Though he knows he often doesn't succeed.

James Potter

[forevertwentyone]

[Is a fun human being who doesn't hate Sirius Black, and therefore is wearing some plush antlers and a shirt because he is very clever and hilarious and no one regrets being his friend or marrying him ever.]

[effingsirius]

[Sirius is having regrets. Most of them, however, are aimed toward a certain werewolf and a certain redhead being absolutely no fun.

And no. He doesn't see the double standard in judging their costumes but giggling at James'. At least James was wearing antlers.]

Oh, deer.

[forevertwentyone]

[Of course there's giggling. This is an incredibly brilliant thing he's got going on here.

There's also going to be a brief, careful adjustment of Sirius's bow tie, because of course there is.]

Good time, then?

Peter Pettigrew

[peterohpeter]

Peter is dressed up in a gold toga with a fake gold laurel leaf circlet and golden sandals. He is going as Apollo. Come forth, friends, and let him hide behind you and be self conscious. In fact, the first of the group he sees he promptly slips behind.

crashes on into this freakshow

[siriusno]

[Remus is late, possibly because he needed a few shots of Ogden's before he could bring himself to leave his flat dressed as he is in a sheep onesie.]

Narcissa Black

[purelyblack]

[Let's be real this isn't even remotely surprising.]

[effingsirius]

[Are you prepared for the undignified squawk that escapes your cousin's lips, Narcissa? Because it's happening, along with him covering his eyes.]

Could you show any more skin, Cissa?

[Please don't actually show any more skin.]

[purelyblack]

[Really Sirius how do you even contain all that dignity? Have a patented Black Haughty Look because she is so judging you right now.]

Aren't you aware that Halloween is the one night a year when a girl can dress like a total slut and no one can say anything about it? [There's a beat.] Oh, wait, you just said something, so clear you missed that memo.

Regulus Black

[rab]

[ Regulus is, in fact, invited. He is also in a well-tailored suit complete with pocket-square and bow tie, perfectly slicked hair, and a faintly knowing smile. It's strikingly similar to what he would normally wear on a formal occasion, though there are some small differences.

Go ahead. Ask him who he is. ]

[siriusno]

[Remus probably looks ridiculous with his mouth hanging open like that. Or, it could be the sheep onesie he's wearing. Definitely the combination of the two means he looks slightly less than refined.

Also hot damn.

Maybe he should close his mouth. Or stop staring blatantly. Either of the two would probably be well-advised, in fact. Yep. Any time now.]

[rab]

[ Unfortunately, Regulus spots Remus before he can work his expression back to something less ... that, and his own eyebrows are raised slightly as he approaches, head canting just a little. ]

All right, Remus?

[ A beat. ] It's cute. [ The whole sheep thing. ]

TIME FOR SOME SHENANIGANS

[rab]

[ Surprisingly enough, Regulus had disappeared for a bit. So had Remus. They both returned after a while, at staggered times, looking no worse for wear. His suit is pristine, his tie is done evenly, pocket-watch chain neatly sorted out.

There is, however, a splash of bright blue glitter at his neck, a smear up the side of it, disappearing under his collar and all the way up behind his ear. He looks vaguely mournful, too. Perhaps no one will notice.

There's no way he can be that lucky.

Also, while his hair is impeccable as ever, there are streaks of glitter in that too. ]

EVERYONE STAND BACK THIS IS GOING TO BE RIDICULOUS

[effingsirius]

Sirius is no god of observation. He doesn't notice when his brother or his friend disappear. He will, however, notice when Regulus reappears.

The glitter, after all, is a bit of a surprise. And also entirely familiar.

Which is why it's very confusing why his brother has it on him.

"...Reg? Is-- is your hair sparkling?

AND ALSO GO TERRIBLY (POTENTIALLY)

[rab]

Of course, Regulus thinks, of course Sirius notices. He doesn't visibly tense at the question but there's a slight hunch to his shoulders that is probably very familiar and is definitely very instinctive.

It's not as though he can lie about it being there though, so he has to turn toward his brother with a faint, fake smile drawn across his face.

"It would be," he says, evenly. "Yeah."

[effingsirius]

Sirius leaves the party after talking to his brother, managing smiles all around in the direction of anyone he passes. It isn't until he's managed to find himself a quiet corner outside that he lets himself falter.

He starts off smoking up a storm, just to try to clear his head. If that doesn't work, he'll move onto the Firewhisky.

He'll find a way to drink enough to keep smiling the rest of the night. He has to.

[siriusno]

After he learns what's happened, Remus stays just long enough to make sure that Regulus is okay. He knows he can afford it because he knows that Sirius will need a bit of time to process and to cool off. He also knows exactly down which sort of self-destructive path the shock of the night is like to lead Sirius, so it isn't long before Remus is stepping out into the cool night air to search for him.

It's a moment before he spots Sirius, his rigid suit-clad back blending into the darkness, feet surrounded by a growing pile of cigarette butts. Of course it's now that he starts feeling hesitant, but this isn't something they can just ignore. Not now that things are out in the open.

"...Sirius?"

[effingsirius]

"Moony!"

Shit. Fuck. He wasn't ready for this conversation yet. He tucks the Firewhisky bottle away into his jacket as he turns, managing a bright smile.

He can't put out the cigarette yet. He needs to keep breathing in the smoke so his smile stays on.

"Reg told you he told me?"