Post by Headmistress on Sept 26, 2006 18:30:22 GMT -5
Lacey took her seat at the bar. She had tried reasoning with herself, but yet she still found herself seated here among others, some she knew and some she didn't, ordering up one of her favorites, a chocolate martini.
She was in need of a drink, and drink she did.
It was all too much, she decided. It was becoming difficult to get up in the morning, to live with herself and her decisions every day. It was still not apparent to her why exactly she did what she did.
She finished her martini rather quickly. Setting another coin on the bar, she ordered a shot of firewhiskey. She knocked said shot back, and then spun her stool around to get a better look at who else was in the bar.
She was in need of a drink, and drink she did.
It was all too much, she decided. It was becoming difficult to get up in the morning, to live with herself and her decisions every day. It was still not apparent to her why exactly she did what she did.
She finished her martini rather quickly. Setting another coin on the bar, she ordered a shot of firewhiskey. She knocked said shot back, and then spun her stool around to get a better look at who else was in the bar.
You could also post something like-
Bellatrix took a deep swig of her butter beer feeling it slide down her throat, that bitter sweet taste that reminded her of closets and hidden secrets. Why the drink solicited such a strange memory she wasn't sure, but she knew it had something to do with her sisters and sneaking about the kitchen.
She looked at the bottle for a second, and then surveyed the room with a critical eye. There were students everywhere, muttering among themselves as they hunched over small tables, conferring about the beastly weather and the dreaded homework that awaited them when they returned from Hogsmeade.
She was feeling oddly nostalgic, and a sense of belonging settled over her, as if this bar understood her more than any other human had. After a few seconds she realised that it was the effects of the firewhisky she had drunk before. The alcohol was clearly impairing her judgement. She considered ordering a new one, but then decided that Professor McGonagall would not appreciate it if she returned to school completely inebriated.
After all, she had done this before, and only by the good graces of Narcissa had she been concealed from the Professor's watchful eye. But Narcissa was meeting someone and had no time to watch out for her drunk older sister; so it was up to Bellatrix to look out for herself.
She was about to pay for her drinks and leave, when she heard the door open, and a dry gust of wind swept in. She turned around, and found her eyes upon the person she had expected least to see.
She looked at the bottle for a second, and then surveyed the room with a critical eye. There were students everywhere, muttering among themselves as they hunched over small tables, conferring about the beastly weather and the dreaded homework that awaited them when they returned from Hogsmeade.
She was feeling oddly nostalgic, and a sense of belonging settled over her, as if this bar understood her more than any other human had. After a few seconds she realised that it was the effects of the firewhisky she had drunk before. The alcohol was clearly impairing her judgement. She considered ordering a new one, but then decided that Professor McGonagall would not appreciate it if she returned to school completely inebriated.
After all, she had done this before, and only by the good graces of Narcissa had she been concealed from the Professor's watchful eye. But Narcissa was meeting someone and had no time to watch out for her drunk older sister; so it was up to Bellatrix to look out for herself.
She was about to pay for her drinks and leave, when she heard the door open, and a dry gust of wind swept in. She turned around, and found her eyes upon the person she had expected least to see.
That last one was written by our own Bellatrix Black. :]]
As you can see, these are both of varying lengths, but they give other RPers something to work with. A simple one-liner will not do.
Please, try and make your posts lengthy, and always, always, always use proper grammar and spelling!! This has become a problem, and you can always just reread your post before you submit it, or 'Preview' it.
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~Headmistress