Week 5

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[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[brokencode]

Thankfully then I'm not a dumb -- [Well...] I am not dumb. And I have no intentions of making a big deal over a bottle of alcohol.

[Like... she is right now.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Almost made ya curse, girl! ]

Uh-huh, sure ya ain't...

[brokencode]

Is there anything I can say to get you to leave me alone? Or will I be forced to leave the room again?

[buddyoldpal]

I'll take the booze if yer offer's still good.

[ Nishitani COULD YOU NOT ]

[brokencode]

No, I do not think so.

[Rather, she brought the bottle to her lips, eyes locked on Nishitani. She took in a mouthful, the liquor desensitizing her tongue long enough for her to pull it away. In that single, blissful moment of not feeling anything, Angel fixed a self-satisfied look on the man.

One that quickly faded into distress. She swallowed only a portion, before the flavor and burning in her mouth grew to be too much and she spat it across the table she was at.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ See, this? This is that "competitive dumbass" thing he talked about. Well, except he likes competitive dumbasses so he starts laughing. And laughing. And laughing. This went better than he could've expected tbh. ]

Ya ain't never had a drink before, have ya, girlie?

[brokencode]

[She wanted to argue with him, but her mouth hurt and her eyes were watering. She'd already made enough of a fool out of herself. Trying to save face in front of a man she didn't care for felt like a pointless endeavor.]

It was not as if Jack was particularly eager to ferry booze down to my prison. He was far more content pretending that he had a perfectly pleasant little girl to take care of. So to answer your question? No, I have not had a drink before.

[buddyoldpal]

Oh, boo hoo, princess. Ya just had yer first shot of booze, ya should be celebratin'!

[ Nope, he's still giggling. Sorry, Angel, that's the best thing he's seen all week. ]

[brokencode]

How? How does anyone drink this for fun? To celebrate.

[She sputtered once more, making a face as she did. This is truly suffering.]

[buddyoldpal]

's fun, ain't it? Burns so good!

[ He is just getting such a kick out of this, he may actually like you after this nonsense, Angel. ]

's like I told Heart-kun! Ain't about the taste, it's about the buzz!

[brokencode]

[How could this happen to her, she's made her mistakes.]

The burn's the worst part!

[Rebelling is hard.]

This is... every bit of it is awful

[buddyoldpal]

[ laughtrack.mp3 ]

Ah, ya just ain't used ta it, is all! 's an acquired taste, ya gotta drink lots ta fuckin' acquire it!

[brokencode]

How? It tastes like... It tastes like ass. [She will literally never understand you, Nishitani. But she will... carefully take another sip. This one won't be spat out this time, though.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ Ohhh, he made her curse, that's so awesome! ]

There's some real taste under the burn, believe it or not! But ya don't get wasted cause it tastes good, trust me. Ya gotta fuckin' want it.

[brokencode]

Trust me. I have no plans of getting wasted. [She made a face at the very idea of it.]

If you would like some though... [She paused.] Alcohol is a good anti-septic, is it not? Whatever germs I had were likely killed off, if you'd like the remainder.

[buddyoldpal]

Color me fuckin' surprised.

[ He laughs again. Angel just keeps surprising him. (That's not always a good thing maybe?) ]

Ya ain't gonna gimme yer cooties, y'know.

[brokencode]

I know cooties are not a real thing. [A petulant huff escaped her.] It is obvious, though, that you will not stop bothering me until you have alcohol, and I do not plan to finish this bottle.

So... take it?

[buddyoldpal]

Awright, fair's fair, Angel-chan.

[ He takes the bottle, as requested, even bows a little bit. Of course, it's Nishitani so there's no way he isn't mocking her. ]

Nice talkin' to ya as always.