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Everyone's favourite drug addicted MP. :)

[taterichard-blog]

“Here’s a fun idea,” the politician rose from his chair, crossing the room to stand directly opposite the figure who now occupied his doorway, “before you enter a room, you may want to try knocking. One hand against the wood, tap your knuckles a few times, and then wait for a response.  It’s really not that bloody hard and it’s so impolite to do anything but.”

[nataliefuckingmeyer-deactivated]

“I decided quite some time ago that all people are the same. Underneath it all, we’re all looking for the same thing. Money. It drives men insane: I’ve seen it happen. I’m sure you’d agree, that even the most pure of politicians would turn their back on their beliefs, were they offered a high enough price? It’s almost animalistic. Or capitalistic.”

[taterichard-blog]

“Perhaps,” Richard paused, a glance cast over the younger man’s cigarette before he continued what it was that he was saying. “I’d be reluctant to call money in itself a primary motivator though - to me, it’s more of a secondary way of getting what you want. Money is exchanged for goods and services and that tends to be why people want it, they’re looking for satisfaction from a different source and money allows them access to whatever it is they need. Personally, I’m not too bothered about money but I can swap that for things I do care about and that’s what matters, not the cash itself.”

[nataliefuckingmeyer-deactivated]

“As exhilarating as that scenario sounds, I cannot say I’m big on politics. It’s always the same, isn’t it? Rich, old men arguing with other rich, old men about what’s best for the country when all they’re actually concerned about is a paycheck and who’s screwing their wife– that’s not too far off, is it?”

[taterichard-blog]

“I wouldn’t say that politics itself is about that, ideology and general motivations in most politicians are more pure than the average person would think them to be, but the chamber as a whole has become somewhat tainted by greed. I can’t think of anyone, myself included, who voted against our pay rise for any reason but to sedate the electorate. Perhaps Skinner or someone, one of the fucking socialists, but that would be about it.”

[giovannicarosi]

“Apparently, yes,” Giovanni agreed, offering the man a friendly smile. “That wouldn’t be the greatest scenario. If only the prime minister were a bit more flexible, eh? A bit more open to… spontaneity. Not always, but every now and again. There’s no order without a bit of disorder, after all – they compliment each other; work together. What do you think, eh? You said you’re in politics, so what’s your opinion on order and disorder – or chaos, for a better word. Without one it’s hard to have understand the other, no?” 

[taterichard-blog]

“Uh,” Richard paused, attempting to kick his brain into gear as to formulate an answer and failing miserably. The hangover that he believed he had rid himself off began to pound at the corners of his mind again, a chuckle offered as to mask irritation at being asked such a hard question at such an early hour of the day. 

“I’m not sure, if I’m to be entirely honest with you, mate. You may need to ask me that again after I’ve had a little more coffee.”

[ozyma2]

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[ejacutastic]

[morgan-finley-blog]

“Don’t know if you wanna sit there, pet. Mad Marv usually sits there an’ he’s pure raj. Seen him toss a lad from his stool once.” Morgan shrugged, the rag beneath her tattooed fingers wiping the bartop. “Then again, for all I know, the bloke might be at home, jerkin’ himself ‘till he’s comatose.”

[taterichard-blog]

“Ah.” Richard glanced over his shoulder somewhat nervously, offering a nod of thanks to the woman before shifting himself along two or three stools. “Cheers. This one okay?”

[giovannicarosi]

“Already planning your week three weeks from now, eh? And in good detail, too. Hopefully there will be no unforeseen asteroid en route to Earth or some lunatic terrorist deciding to bomb London that will ruin said plans.” 

[taterichard-blog]

“Mm, well, I suppose that’s what one must do in politics,” a chuckle left the man’s lips as hands reached deep down inside his trouser pockets, searching for something or other. “Unless he’s been lying to me all this time then the prime minister doesn’t take walk-ins. Can’t speak to him unless I go through this process and risk being shafted by the arrival of a foreign diplomat.

[nataliefuckingmeyer-deactivated]

“I was thinking something a bit more along the lines of ‘sitting behind a desk all day’. I simply mean that the House of Commons isn’t known for any action.”

[taterichard-blog]

“Oh come on,” the politician laughed, “both you and I know that isn’t true. One attended an incredibly action packed debate yesterday about changes to council funding, I think I even felt a little fear when Eric Pickles sat on the bench beside me. The wood was beginning to splinter and everything. If that’s not exciting then I’m afraid that I may need to be re-educated in what is.”

[thievesgambit-a]

Michael blinked maybe twice in rapid succession at the man’s apparent irritation, but didn’t linger on it. He usually annoyed people.

“Right,” Michael’s brow furrowed slightly. “Uh, happy father’s day, as well,” he replied as he took a step back, sensing he was likely unwelcome. “Sorry again for bothering you.” 

[taterichard-blog]

“It’s no problem - stay for another drink if that’s what you want to do, mate.”

[38947ndhjhwer2]

[nataliefuckingmeyer-deactivated]

“Ah, yes, because you’re quite the threatening politician, Mr. Tate. What is it that you do, exactly?”

[taterichard-blog]

“Pass laws, perhaps?” The man laughed and lit himself a cigarette, lips still drawn up into a smile as to hide the confusion that he felt over his companion’s question. “Spend the tax payers money? You’ll have to be a little more specific than that.”

[nataliefuckingmeyer-deactivated]

“Mm, i’s probable. Mr. Gun could always do to keep his collection a bit better stacked, however, so I refuse to take any blame for running you dry. Or perhaps I can solve both of our problems by extending an invitation to you. For next time, of course.”

[taterichard-blog]

“I suppose that I could accept such an offer, given that you’re the one to ask me. Had it been anyone else then I may have had to kick their arse, teach them not to do it again.”

“For next time, sure - just call me and I’ll be there.”

[thievesgambit-a]

Now that it was evident the man was not going to start going off on him and Michael would not have to pull out his badge after all, he relaxed somewhat and gave the man a small nod.

“It’s no problem,” shrugged Michael. “Sorry about your week, though, but don’t worry; we all have them.”

[taterichard-blog]

“Mm, that we do. Happy Father’s Day, mate.”

Fuck. Off. Richard found himself feeling patronized, spoken to as if he was unable to understand the concept of a bad week. Of course everyone fucking had them, didn’t help the fact that he was in the middle of one right now and wanted nothing but to place his joint back between his lips - let himself forget, if only for a few hours.

[reckless-tunes]

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[taterichard-blog]

“I don’t need to sell my soul He’s already in me I wanna be adored I wanna be adored” 

[elibet6]

[nataliefuckingmeyer-deactivated]

“Aren’t you one of those cunts, Richard? We have the same drug dealer, you know.”

[taterichard-blog]

“The answer to that tends to depend on who I’m talking to at the time; if it’s just you then perhaps I am, but if you’re with the prime minister then I’ve never touched the stuff. Promise.” 

“We do? That’s good to know. Are you the person who keeps buying out his stash for parties?”