[CLOSED] Food and Booze

[lonelysmiles]

Who: 76, Alastor, and Husk
Which: Log, Closed
Where: The Wild Harvest
What: Alastor shows Husk where to get some booze and some good food in Reverein, introducing him to the brewmaster himself in the process.
Warnings: Standard Alastor warning applies. Also both he and Husk are from Literal Hell which is not a nice place, the two of them being humans who got sent there due to them royally screwing up their own lives.


" -- absolutely delightful, I tell you!"

Alastor hadn't stopped chattering since he'd decided to show Husk the best place to get a drink in Reverein. There was a certain amount of pride he had in the steadily-growing town similar to his pride in the Hazbin Hotel. It wasn't his territory -- he didn't even claim the radio station that he helped construct -- but it was his where it counted he supposed.

It'd been a while since he'd seen anyone from his Hell here, and he'd been utterly delighted it'd been dear Husk. However, he knew the cat wouldn't be happy without a bottle of booze, and he knew just the man to take him to.

"And here we are! The Wild Harvest! Marvelous place with excellent food! Not to mention good alcohol!"

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[grumpface]

Husk immediately spat out his drink, coughing after, when Alastor said the radio tower wasn't his. That had to be bullshit and Husk knows it. After a moment, Husk did recover from the coughing. But before he could voice his skepticism, he realized just WHO he spat the whiskey on.

Goddamnit. Alastor.

Husk knew what's coming. The punishment won't be as big as... well, having to scream on radio, but Husk would still hate it and made a glare at Alastor that was a mixture of resignation and 'Don't you fucking dare'.

Without turning to face 76, Husk spoke in a low growl. "...If what you say about that moonshine is true... I might fuckin' need it."

Fuck Husk's life.

[steadypulse]

There was a gruff laugh- "Don't I know it- took a side full of one of those shots when he got me from behind back home. Those things are nasty and even managed to keep my sped up healing factor at bay." Not that 76 would say it had been fun but- well.

Some things between Reaper and himself were complicated, and yet here they were. Their spars these days did not usually get into them shooting at each other these days at least.

He did wince just a little at the spray of whisky and just sat his own glass down, setting both a clean cloth there on the bar top within Alastor's reach if he needed it, while also picking up one of the smaller jars. Still the size of a larger drinking glass, the sparkling/glowing liquid within a mix that held various shades of orange and red along with black that didn't mix with movement, setting that down within Husk's reach.

"Here."

[lonelysmiles]

"Thank you!"

Alastor leaned towards Husk just enough so that the vast majority of spat whiskey ended up on the feline when he proceeded to spin his head around like someone put a scene from The Exorcist on fast forward. He then finished dabbing what was left on himself off and wiped off what ended up on the bar with the cloth.

Grinning playfully, he reached out to start petting Husk under the pretext of wiping off the whiskey.

"You should be more careful, old friend!"

[grumpface]

Aaaaaand there it is. The petting. Every instinct Husk has right now is to swat Alastor's hand away, but Husk knows that will only make this punishment longer and more embarrassing. It'll be easier and quicker to just let it happen, so all Husk does is ball his paws up into fists. A purring noise does come that Husk tries to suppress.

But once the petting ends, Alastor can damn well be sure Husk is going to grab that glass of glowing liquid and down it as fast as possible.

...Damn. That's actually some pretty good stuff. Huh!

[steadypulse]

76 settled back on that stool behind the counter, refilling his own glass of whisky before taking a slow sip, idly looking the two over- just a brief moment. About as long as that sip took.

"You're welcome to another drink yourself, Alastor- or anything else as a sweet or non-sweet dessert if you feel like it." May as well offer, given it was the polite way to go about it. That and he did like to ensure folks were satisfied and not left hungry.

"Even if it's just re-fills for either of you; food or drink."

[lonelysmiles]

"I'll take you up on that but only after I check on that roast of yours like we agreed and clean these up!"

Alastor sprang to his feet, picking up his empty dishes and heading towards the kitchen.

"I'll leave you two to discuss the finer points of brewing. I'm afraid my interests in it only lies in the flavor."