⬢⬡⬢GLUTTONY RING⬢⬡⬢

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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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[lonelysmiles]

Well, if Stolas wasn't aware that Alastor was working on a way to go between Rings, he just found out.

And what a way to find out. Still dressed in the black slacks and oversized red hoodie from earlier, Alastor was quite drunk at this point, dancing with a random Hellhound to an electro-swing tune that had come on. (Probably Bee tossing Alastor a bone for his earlier performance with Dante.) Apparently, the Hellhound was a fan of swing dancing and had been willing to risk the Radio Demon to dance with someone who had far more practice than most of the participants at this party.

Alastor was spun out at the end to the cheers and whistles of the crowd. While his partner stumbled and nearly ate the dancefloor, he backed into Stolas, face red from the alcohol and laughing.

"Sorry! Sorry!"

[noctuagoetia]

The small collision caused the owl to sway a bit where he stood by the entryway but he caught himself before he stumbled into someone else. Who in He- The thought screeched to a halt glancing down to see an unexpected sight. The manner in which the deer was dressed was far from the norm but who could forget that head of hair?

"Alastor?" Stolas sounded like he scarcely believed believed his own eyes. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you in Pride?"

[lonelysmiles]

"Dancing!" He hiccupped, swaying a bit on his feet. "Music's not all to mah -- hic! -- tastes, but it's fun!"

His Transatlantic accent kept sliding in and out, giving hints of his natural Southern accent. It wouldn't be much longer before he sounded like the Southern bayou boy he'd once been.

[noctuagoetia]

Now this was an interesting sight. I mean, besides a sin out of his ring, but a drunk out of his gourd Radio Demon. And this accent... Stolas sighed, shaking his head at bit at the deer.

"Thats not what I meant. Why are you here. How did you get out of Pride?"

[lonelysmiles]

"Oh, that!" Alastor waved a hand carelessly, nearly upsetting his precarious sense of balance. "Jus' spearmintin' with some magic! An' it worked!"

On his hand was a ring that most certainly hadn't been there before. Stolas would be able to sense the powerful magics contained within, a combination of Alastor's own and Dante's.

"Not perfect yet, so don't go tellin' nobody~!"

As if it wasn't already all over social media to varying degrees of disbelief. (No way even the Radio Demon could leave Pride. This had to be an imposter with heavily-doctored photos to give them that pixelated effect that always happened when someone tried to snap a picture or video of Alastor.)