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Post by Nathalia Webb on Mar 8, 2009 22:31:03 GMT -5
Nathalia's face fell... had it been anyone else's voice, she probably wouldn't have noticed, but she was close with Ursula and she knew her mum's voice anywhere.
She sighed and looked at Roland. "You're going to have to excuse me for a moment," she said, disentangling herself from Roland's arms and getting to her feet.
Turning to face her mother, she smoothed out her shirt. "Hi Mum. Didn't expect you. Anna."
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Post by Ursula Webb on Mar 8, 2009 22:38:30 GMT -5
Ursula wasn't angry, she was actually quite amused. Most mothers probably would have been shocked to see their daughters in such a compromising position, but she was not. She knew Nathalia was a free spirit. She'd raised her to be one. Still, going at it at your place of employment wasn't exactly the most appropriate behavior. "Sorry, darling, I didn't mean to pull you away from Tall, Dark, and Handsome over there," she said with a wink. "Anna and I were just in the neighborhood and thought we'd stop by for a visit. I wanted to see when you'd be home, so that later... if you know what I mean. But from the looks of it, you won't be home at all tonight?"
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 8, 2009 22:41:26 GMT -5
When Nathalia pulled away, Roland felt as though he'd been hit with a bucket of ice water. He glanced over at the two women Nathalia was talking to. Both were very beautiful, and the blonde looked like an older version of Nathalia. Her mother, perhaps?
Sighing to himself, he ordered another drink from Jerry and waited for Nathalia to return.
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Mar 8, 2009 22:53:08 GMT -5
Nathalia smiled a little. "Tall, dark, and handsom and I were just on our way out actually," she said, that impish look in her eye. "So no, I don't think I'll be home."
She looked over her shoulder at Roland, and then put her hands in her pockets and shrugged. "I just got off, or I'd offer you a couple of drinks, but I can get Jerry on something for you."
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Mar 8, 2009 23:10:42 GMT -5
Bellatrix had been going into Hogsmeade now and then to check up on the progress the town was making after the attack. By now it appeared to be back in order, at least appearance wise. But the emotional state of the town was still on the mend and that was the more important part. Bellatrix had gone into many of the different shops, bars, and restaurants to overhear people as they talked about their issues. Tonight she was going into Stu's and she hoped she would find someone of interest.
And she had. Straight away she noticed the Auror who had questioned her up at the school. She grinned as she strolled past the group of women chatting and made her way to the bar, taking the seat to the left of Rolland. "Hello there. Rolland, isn't it?" She gave him a stunning smile as she looked over the expression on his face.
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 8, 2009 23:23:41 GMT -5
Roland took a long drink from his glass before he turned slowly toward her, the hooded expression still in his eyes. A slow smile curved his lips. "Hello, Bellatrix," he greeted her.
His first thought was, of course, that perhaps he could use this opportunity to get information out of her. But his mind was too clouded with alcohol, and she was probably sober. And her smile was so inviting.
"What can I do for you, Miss Black?" he said, emphasizing her name.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Mar 8, 2009 23:46:13 GMT -5
"Miss Black..." she repeated with a laugh. "Oh please, I don't think a bar is really a place that requires formalities." She leaned forward over the bar to make eye contact with the bartender and when he came over she ordered a drink for herself, and another of whatever Roland was drinking. She looked back to Roland and smiled. "What can you do for me...That's an interesting question with so many possible answers." His words were slurred slightly and his eyes said that he had been drinking quite a bit already. She hadn't had an Auror yet. The night was taking such an interesting turn.
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 8, 2009 23:57:45 GMT -5
He took a quick glance over his shoulder to see that Nathalia was still talking to her mother and the other woman. He felt a little guilty flirting with Bellatrix when, just moments ago, he'd been about to go home with Nathalia.
But he was drunk enough not to feel too bad. A little flirting wouldn't hurt.
Leaning his elbow against the counter, he gave her a sideways look. "You're a hell of a lot more friendly than you were the last time I talked to you," he replied with a smile.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Mar 9, 2009 0:10:22 GMT -5
"I feel terrible about that. I was so busy that day. I'd love to make it up to you now, though." She lightly touched the back of his hand with hers, drawing little lines with her fingers. She didn't notice his glances to the group of women on the other side of the room or else she might have inquired about them.
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 9, 2009 0:22:52 GMT -5
Roland's smile widened as her touch sent shivers down his spine. This was... well, a tiny part of him knew this was bad, but he wasn't in the mood to listen to it. "Oh, really?" he said, cocking an eyebrow at her. "Well, I mght be willing to take you up on that offer, Bella. Mind if I call you Bella?"
He was rapidly becoming drunk enough that it seemed a little too much trouble to say "Bellatrix." The name felt heavy on his tongue.
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Post by Ursula Webb on Mar 9, 2009 0:26:12 GMT -5
Ursula shook her head. "No, that's fine, sweetie. Anna and I are heading over to Spellbound, anyway. We can get our drinks there... terribly watered down as they might be." She winked at Nathalia. "You just have fun, OK?"
She looked past her daughter to where Roland was sitting and frowned. "And you'd better get back over there. Looks like someone else has her eyes on Tall, Dark and Handsome." She pointed over at the brunette now running her finger along Roland's hand. "And maybe more than just her eyes," she added.
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Mar 9, 2009 3:47:28 GMT -5
Nat looked over her shoulder and frowned. Roland seemed rather into the new woman, and she wondered just how drunk she was. But part of her was actually very jealous that even as a substitute, she was easily replaced.
She turned back and smiled at her mother. "Well, you two have a good time. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
She gave Ursula a quick hug and said bye to Anna before heading back to the bar, this time going behind it and coming up by Bellatrix and Roland, waiting to be noticed.
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 9, 2009 13:35:52 GMT -5
Roland looked up and saw Nathalia standing on the other side of the bar. Setting down his glass, he smiled sleepily at her and reached across the counter to her. "Nat," he said, his words now becoming heavily slurred. "Me an' Bella here were just geting rea.... reac... getting to know each other again." He laughed. "Come on, come have a drink with us."
It said a lot about his current state of mind that he had managed to get this drunk so quickly. Normally, he could hold his liquor better and keep better control over himself, but today, he surrendered more readily to its effects.
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Mar 9, 2009 16:39:09 GMT -5
Nathalia sighed, and then shook her head. "No... it's all right, Roland. I think I'm done drinking for the night. I'll just keep you both refilled." She sobered up all too quickly, and rather regretted it, but she just sighed and decided it was okay if Roland didn't go home with her. He just needed someone there, and he probably wouldn't even remember who in the morning. It was probably better this way.
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 9, 2009 22:10:43 GMT -5
Roland twisted his mouth in an exaggerated pout. "Aw, come on, Nat. I came to see you, 'member? And you helped me out. Come on... come over here. You're off duty, you shouldn't have to serve us drinks. Bell and I're just talking... right?"
He took another long gulp from his drink before reaching forward again and grabbing her hand. "Come on... can you resist this face?"
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Mar 9, 2009 22:48:15 GMT -5
Apparently Bellatrix had stumbled into the middle of someone else's night, but she wasn't one to give up easily as most anyone knew. And it was obvious by the way Roland was clinging to her that he wasn't going to let her go. Bellatrix shrugged inwardly. "Yes, come drink with us. Nat, is it?" Bellatrix smiled as warmly as she could manage, showing that she wasn't going to run the woman off.
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Mar 9, 2009 23:25:11 GMT -5
Nathalia looked between the two of them, and then her eyes landed and rested on Roland when he grabbed her hand.
"Roland, sweetheart, you've had enough to drink, I think." She glanced apologetically at Bella, and then sighed, pulling her hand away from him and pouring herself a shot of something strong. After she took it down, she poured another and came back around the bar and sat on the opposite side of Roland.
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Post by Roland Ferrera on Mar 9, 2009 23:39:07 GMT -5
Roland laughed. "Yeah, I pro'lly have," he responded. "Hit me harder than last time... You made 'em stronger."
And he had been drinking a lot faster than the last time. He honestly wasn't sure how many he'd had at this point... was it three? Or four? Oh, well. He didn't really care.
"It's a good thing I don't usually drink this much... Seems I'm kind of a messy drunk." He laughed again. "Don't worry, though, I can still keep it up." He winked at her in a drunken leer, then gave the same look to Bella.
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Post by Nathalia Webb on Mar 10, 2009 0:34:09 GMT -5
Nathalia laughed outloud, which was probably not the reaction Roland was looking for. She couldn't help it after a comment like that though.
"Oh, Roland, I wasn't worried," she said, patting his thigh and downing the shot glass. In ten minutes, she'd be as drunk as Roland was now... but hopefully carrying herself a little better.
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Post by Bellatrix Black on Mar 11, 2009 22:19:55 GMT -5
Bellatrix smiled at Roland's comment, but contained her laugh. She wasn't going to react like Nathalia did, she wanted to let Roland know she was different from the bartender. Even to the end. Bellatrix noticed that Nathalia had rushed a shot behind the bar before getting another to sit with. She wondered if the woman needed to get drunk to go home with Roland, or if she thought she needed to get drunk for Roland to take her home. Either way, Bellatrix knew she would be in Roland's bed later.
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