#aintnxgrave

          A blinding light through the shades of a hotel room too E X T R A V A G A N T to be his own wakes him. A hand covers his eyes to block it out and a light groan escapes his throat before glancing over at his partner of the P R E V I O U S night. Good, they were still asleep, or at least they S E E M E D to be, which allows him to silently slip out of bed to pull on clothes and make a Q U I C K get away. 

          That is until the memories of an E L V I S impersonator flash in his memory, a curled lip asking the duo if ‘they do’. F U C K, he hated drunk Danny. He pulls on the rest of his clothes before running hands down his face (he can definitely F E E L the cold silver of his left hand) before contemplating between L E A V I N G the room or S T A Y I N G. He supposes he’d have to face his... W I F E... eventually, better to just get it over with and so he goes back to the bed bending down slightly in front of the other, shaking her arm gently.

"One last time."

Talia wasn't too fond of those who thought they could get one over her. Especially when they were paid to do so. But her men had spotted this one long before things could get out of hand. Luckily for her the warehouse was available and no one would dare come looking for them here. She would use some of the many things Ra's had taught her to get out what she needed from this girl. Even if it meant causing her a great deal of pain. Nothing was off limits when it came to her getting everything she needed to make a counter-attack.

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“Jesus Christ.” He grumbled, half to himself and half to whoever might be around to be sympathetic to his plight. He’d been awake for so long that he’d fallen asleep over his work at whatever desk surface he’d managed to steal, an unfinished night cap at his right hand. Pertinent details tended to trickle in slowly after extended sleep deprivation, and his brain wasn’t eager to get up to speed. “What day is it again?”

“Or I suppose, more importantly, is there coffee available?” he asked, knocking back the abandoned scotch from the night previous and hissing as it burned over his tongue.

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So I have an AU for Severus when during the prank - he actually gets bitten by Remus before he is saved and uhm… I haven’t done much more with it beyond that, but I’d love to because obviously, he’s the catalyst for… Pretty much everything and it would be interesting to see how things would change going forward from that point. We know that Voldemort is happy for Werewolves to do his dirty work but without the sense of belonging Severus felt it might be possible, he didn’t hear the prophecy (maybe someone else did?) and things could have gone very differently. Plus it creates some really interesting tension between him and the marauders because he’s going to have to join at least Remus in the shrieking shack on the reg now and how is Remus going to feel about it all? How are the other boys going to feel about it? I get all… thrilled thinking about it (plus I’ve just realised it would totally give me an excuse to use scarred TLJ Adam icons sooooo…)