⬢⬡⬢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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[mansbestend]

"I didn't really come with anybody, but it's easy to make friends here!" He opened his arms to demonstrate. Some folk even waved, among murmurs that an Ars Goetia was here.

Was he lost?

Or was he cool?

"Eh, ditch the cloak and loosen the buttons. If you don't mind it gettin' dirty you can party in that. This isn't a 'look good among other stuffy people' kinda party where ya drink wine n' go 'ohohoho' a bunch."

He brought out his hands. A very colorful martini manifested in them, because empty hands were just not allowed here.

He passed it to Stolas. "Here. I dunno what the fuck this is, but it smells tasty."

[noctuagoetia]

Stolas stifled a hardy hoot behind a hand at Denji's astute guesswork about how the usual shindigs he attended.

"It's like you've been to a Royal party before. Though the 'ohoho's are usually provided by my ex-wife and her flock." Stolas mused.

Following Denji's instructions, Stolas Reached to unsnap the cap from his suit jacket and opened a small portal to send it safely back home along with the ruffled neckerchief. There, less stuffy? That was a start, right? Stolas was about to ask how he looked when the thought vanished from his mind as Denji conjured a drink in his hand. Was this the magic of this place?

Blinking he reached out to take the offered drink, giving it a small sniff. Oh~ That did have a pleasant smell to it. Tropical. Taking a hesitant sip, the owl's eyes shot open.

"Oh my, this is sweet." Stolas cooed, taking one more mouthful of the amber liquid. "These could be dangerous. It feels like I'm drinking honey."

[mansbestend]

"Eh, Royal party, fundraising benefit dinner back on my earth when we had to kiss up to politicians to keep funding my job. I assume it's all the same when money gets involved."

Alright, there he goes...! Denji nodded and offered a V of approval. Looking better already!

The hellhound laughed. "Yeeeah, that's how the refreshments are. Easy to take down, easier to take down a ton. That's how it works in Gluttony. I didn't even know I'd had booze until I was giggling away like a moron with this girl I met..."

He offered a double finger guns. "...That's why I've chosen to be your fuckin' chaperone, Big Bird! You get fucked up and enjoy yourself, I'm gonna chow on the food and keep to sodas!"

[noctuagoetia]

Stolas eyed the drink in his hand listening to Denji speak. That does seem to track knowing the Sin of Gluttony. The more the merrier, right? But then the boy and went said something that perked him up and he glanced back down at him.

"Cahperone?" The goetia raised his brow at the hellhound. "Shouldn't I be the one keeping you out of trouble?"

[mansbestend]

Denji grinned and opened his arms. "Do I look like I'm in trouble?"

A beat.

"Perfectly safe. Looks like you're doin' a good job and should congratulate yourself with a... hmm, let's see..." He looked around.

"You a taco guy, a corn dog guy? Other? We gotta get you somethin' to eat."