#p:undisclosed

[moodyvigilance]

{     I want to reconcile the violence in your heart I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask I want to exorcise the demons from your past I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart    }

[moodyvigilance]

{ Undisclosed Desires } ;              Iain + Alastor

The owl flies out the window with a missive and Alastor stares at the bottom of his sixth empty glass, certain that he won’t get a reply or the company he seeks. Why he seeks it, the man cannot be certain. But being drunk doesn’t lend itself to thinking logically through decisions and tonight is a night for irrational impulses. The nightmares have always plagued him since he witnessed his first horrific case as an Auror, yet tonight they torment him more violently.

The time passes after the owl has left without Alastor being fully aware of it. There’s a seventh glass of bourbon. Then something like a tenth before he hears a knock at the door.

Head Auror Moody thanks his Scottish upbringing for the fact that he can see clearly and walk well enough to make it to the door to his flat without a hint of wobble or disorientation. Spelling down the complex charms that guard his door from intrusion, Alastor opens the door as he gives a greeting. “Wasn’t realle expectin’ y’ to show but it’s good t’ see a familiar face.”

@abastardwood