⬢⬡⬢GLUTTONY RING⬢⬡⬢

[makethathoney]

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Everyone deserves a fun night out - why not try out one of those hellhound parties that Loona's friend Tex talked about?

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[herewardbound]

Goro Akechi had been to parties. He had been to high-society soirées, full of nobility and politicians and CEOs and mafiosos dressed up to look like salarymen, and hated them. He'd also had parties foisted upon him, tiny groups just hanging out-

This was neither of those things. This was a mass of chaos and loud music and he was so far out of his depth that he looked nearly as much of a deer in the headlights as poor Alastor had.

Someone had pressed something liquid into his hand, and now he was utterly lost why were there so many people someone please send help.

[makethathoney]

Gotta meet and greet the guests! Always, always.

"Wow! I don't usually get to look up at one of my guests!" Bee buzzed, going from walking to hovering a little off the ground. Theeeere we go, eye level. "A rare feathery treat! What's your favorite snack, sugar? All food and drink is on the house."

[herewardbound]

Immediate inflation. Feathers on end. He didn't even apparently realize he was doing it. "Ahaha. Thank you for your hospitality, I-" and his voice increased slightly in pitch. "Didn't realize I was speaking to the host of the evening! It's, ah. Lovely to. Meet you." Guest. Host. Beelzebub? This was not what he expected. At all.

She asked a question. What was the question?? "Forgive me I didn't exactly- ah. Hear what you said."

[makethathoney]

"Don't be scared! We're all friendly here," Bee giggled, a bit awkwardly. Whoopsie, had she gone a little overboard with the intimidation tactics with the Sinner a minute ago??

"What's your favorite snack, feathers? I've gotchu."

[herewardbound]

"Scared isn't... exactly the word, I've just... never been to a party quite like this one and this isn't at all what I was expecting." Question. Favorite snack. You look like an idiot. Don't think about the Persona because that's not likely to win you points. Do not think about the Persona. Fuck-

He cleared his throat. "Truth be told, I'm not sure what's available, but if you're offering I'm willing to try anything you can recommend."

[makethathoney]

"Hmmmm... what's the right vibe for tonight..." Bee pondered aloud, thinking for a beat. "Something savory-sweet I think. We're getting a little more toothy tonight, flavor-wise..."

Snapping her fingers, she smiled as she decided and summoned a platter of bacon pancakes. "There we go! Go ham on it, feathers, and have fun!"

[herewardbound]

An eye twitched. Clearly, this was a cosmic joke at his expense. And yet, there was no possible way she could've known. God dammit.

"To be honest with you, I don't think this... kind of party's for me. But I'm told that getting out and being around people in general is good for me, and the welcome is appreciated, just the same."

[makethathoney]

Polite. Uptight. Bee scoffs a slight laugh, but restrains herself from any comment.

"Still coming out of the cocoon, not quite a social butterfly yet, hmm? Here, take this, it'll help ease the tension," she assured with a wink, summoning and passing him a nice, cold bottle of beezeljuice. "Sweet as sweet can be, a little gift from your Queen Bee~"

She'll pass the pancakes to someone else, buzzing off to meet and greet and get more people absolutely fucked up in a food coma or blisteringly drunk.

Post-Performance okay?

[lonelysmiles]

A bit overwhelming, isn't it?

[Alastor simply popping up from behind and leaning over you probably isn't the way you wanted him to approach you during all this, Akechi, but it's what you're getting. He's riding a good performance high. Better than any drug in his opinion.]

Re: Post-Performance okay?

[herewardbound]

Goro Akechi was not made of stone, and he jumped slightly when addressed. "A bit. I'm not fond of crowds at the best of times, and this... isn't really my style. But at least the food is good, even if I feel like the cotton candy has to be laced with some kind of drug to prompt that reaction." Or maybe hellhounds were just like that? Who knew.