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[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou had been loitering around New Orleans Square for the better part of an hour, trying to gather the courage to go bother Crowley for a bottle of booze. After all, Crowley did owe him. Katou had been playing at the club, so he deserved some sort of payment, and he especially wanted it after his fight with Setsuna and Kira.

He decided after about an hour that Crowley would be a last resort. If he couldn't get any from anyone else, then he'd bother him. He really did need that alcohol if he wanted to make his heroin last, after all.


Sirius/James, (The name was right on whichever letter they got)

You were working at the club, right? Do you still have your payment? Willing to share hand it over lend it give it to me at all?

-Katou

Comments

[snitchnicker.livejournal.com]

Katou,

Sorry mate. Only took one bottle, and I'm saving it for a special occasion.

-James

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Katou,

I've got a bit I could give you.

Sirius

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Sirius,

Cool, how do I get it?

-Katou

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Katou,

Come up to my place at the Matterhorn and we'll talk.

Sirius

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou hadn't been to Sirius' place since his strip poker game, but he found that he hadn't forgotten how to get up there. He took the ride up, and jumped out, musing that it would probably be something much harder to do if he was drunk or high (he was trying very hard not to become dependent again on the drugs, because withdrawal was a bitch, so he was sober much more than he was high, usually only getting high when he was feeling especially shitty. He was using every ounce of willpower he had to not use it more often than a casual user would, but he wasn't doing quite that well.)

"Hello?" he called, not moving very far from the tracks.

[grimsirius.livejournal.com]

Sirius had been expecting Katou, so as soon as he heard the voice of the kid he leaned down from the ladder up to his place.

"Come on up, I'll show you what I've got and you can pick out what you want. Er, within reason. I'm willing to give you one of the smaller bottles, or half of one of the larger ones."

Most of what he had was in large bottles, as it's easy to sneak things out under your cloak when you can manipulate the size of what you're carrying. "Sorry, but you know how scarce this stuff is, and who the hell knows when Crowley will be paying me next." He mutters something that may sound quite a bit like 'cheap bastard.' Sirius is grateful for the alcohol he did legally obtain, but he doesn't respect a guy who has unlimited alcohol and keeps it to himself. It's just as bad as the guy who has the money but won't buy a round for his mates at the pub.

[katou-moon.livejournal.com]

Katou looked toward the voice, and then climbed up the ladder. He tried not to laugh when Sirius muttered that Crowley was a cheap bastard, and instead looked at it the selection. "I guess I'll take half of that bottle of whiskey, then," he said, pointing at one.