𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓑𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 || 𝓛𝓪𝓹 𝓲𝓽 𝓾𝓹

“If you say so.”

He replies coldly.

He was making the drink, eyes meeting with Val’s.

“…there’s plenty of other bars, I’m still not sure why you bothered with me, unless you’re wanting something specific.”

“…I think I get it. I think.”

“…yup, never really understood how that works.”

Swig from a bottle of Scotch—

"Yeah...he's an abusive asshole."

"Mhm...got a whiff of it, stinks."

"That moth and his fucking smoke..."

"Siren, eh...?"

He'd heard tales, and had even been drawn in by them on occasion.

Sigh, shaking his head.

A long night was ahead for Husk...though hopefully @nightlygothicloona.bsky.social would be a good start to the night of bartending.

“Don’t make us regret this. Charlie thinks you’re all so great.”

He replies nonchalantly.

Husk grumbles, getting a tall glass as requested.

“Vee’s not got your own bartender?”

He asks, moving to grab the spiced rum.

The feline thought he might as well try and get some insight into the Vee’s. Gives him some intel to help Angel…as long as Husk stays sober.

“Tsk…how about I spit in it too for more flavour?”

Husk talked back, moving behind the bar begrudgingly.

Unfortunately people were watching.

It already went poorly for their public image the last time the Vees were here.

Husk just knew he had to keep his wits about him.

"Some of us keep track of the big shit...name's Husk."

He replies, arms folding with his wings tucking in.

"...Charlie still not talking to you?"

"And why in the shit should I serve you or tell you anything?"

He glares, practically snarling at the moth.

'Whiskers' irked him, given Angel was the one to call him that...

Looking at @releasetheducks.bsky.social, observing what the 'King' was up to right now.

"You look bored, Lu..."

A feline ear twitched, glancing at @fractusinfernum.bsky.social with a look of curiosity.

"Your look...your eyes...you must be on Satan's squad."

"Cross my-"

Hiccup.

"-heart."

Casting a single glance towards @dang3rtits.bsky.social, he smirks.

"Not often that the angels come here to grovel for help."

Watching @mrdaddyval.bsky.social strut in all high and mighty.

Husk glares daggers at Val, actually exiting from the bar to better emphasise his point.

"You're not welcome here, what the fuck do you want?"

"At times...I do. I WAS someone then."

He mutters quietly, shaking his head.

"It'll be fiiiine-"

"Blood doesn't have to be spilled by being an Overlord."

Yeah...because losing all your money is a great example of a good overlord.

"Folks are calling you a succubus. Gonna assume that they're correct."

Husk replies.

"You an Overlord?"

"Husk, and you could have fooled me with the look."

He spoke, placing the glass down in front of Blue.

"Sure."

He bluntly replies, setting the bottle down to make the other's drink.

"You seem like you've already built a small group of fans."

"It'll be a bit basic, I ain't qualified in this shit-"

Husk replies, grabbing a mixer.

The bartender was witness to several lesser denizens of hell encapsulated by this stranger's presence in the hotel.

Their very being just screamed Overlord...brings back some memories for the ex-Overlord.

"...you want a drink or something?"

Husk asks, a half-drunken bottle of Scotch in one hand.

Glancing up at @bunnyxxorchid.bsky.social from behind the bar, a feline ear twitching.

"Seen you around the place a fair amount...you want a drink?"

Murmurs spread through the hotel of some succubus arriving.

No idea if it was some over-exotic overlord or what...but the bar was open regardless.

He got a glimpse of @bluedreamrp.bsky.social, a slight scoff escaping the feline.

"Illusions are the first of pleasures and the sweetest of drugs~"

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