Video | Vodka for Sale

[turnanythingon]

[ Lucifer is back, and for some reason lacking a shirt. But he's not going to discuss that. Or re-introduce himself. He's just gonna launch into a thing. All smiles and charm as if he isn't seething in rage at Skadi for recent events. ]

I am proud to present to you, the first in all of this Asgard, the one and only, Devil's Own Vodka.

[ Looking rather proud of himself, he presents a bottle with a hand drawn label of a devil emoji surrounded by fire. Calling it crude would be generous. ]

As you can see, my logo there. Since emojis have not yet been invented, this one is mine. I now own the copyright. If someone takes it upon themselves to make them happen, you owe me one miniscule favor each an every time you use it. And those do add up.

But I'm not here to discuss modern hieroglyphics. This is about the nectar of the devil. I'm sure you want to get your hands on it, but the first batch is in high demand so I'm auctioning off single bottles to whoever can make me the best offer.

AFTER I explore the wonders of memory loss and alcohol poisoning. Cheers.

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[turnanythingon]

Of course, it's an uncanny likeness.

[ Is he being sarcastic or does he genuinely think he did a good job? It's hard to tell. ]

Now, are you actually interested in the vodka or not? Which, by the way, is a very strong alcohol. Since you've displayed great ignorance in many things.

[dorzalta]

Why is your purple creature surrounded by it?

[ Admittedly, she would have to give him credit if he actually drew it. But now she won't give him credit for anything, considering he just insulted her. ]

It's hardly ignorance if my world doesn't have it and I wish to learn more of it. Especially if you're demanding a favor in return. [ Fully expecting a flash of temper, or more name calling. ] How does it compare to wine?

[turnanythingon]

That's the Devil, that's me.

[ He let out an exasperated sound. He didn't have the patience to explain it all. Again. ]

Why don't you come try a sample and see for yourself?

[dorzalta]

[ A brow lifts. ] Is that what your enemies call you, or is it a self-earned title?

[ There's a difference, of course, and she would know, having amassed a list too long to name. There are the ones she uses in court, of course, but then so very many others which remain unspoken.

Suffice it to say, the last thing she expects is for him to offer her a sample. Not something to think twice of, usually, save for the time when she'd almost been poisoned by a wine merchant. ]

Tell me where I should meet you.

[turnanythingon]

[ He lifts an eyebrow. She's actually interested? Well, then. ]

There is a museum of sorts with an impossible to pronounce title. I can meant you near its entrance.

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[dorzalta]

I'm familiar with it. [ For more reasons than she'd ever mention to this one. ] I'll see you there momentarily.

[ The feed cuts off shortly after that. It doesn't take very much time for her to make her way to the proper district, having no prior engagements before learning of this new drink. Not something she anticipates herself to prefer, but there are plenty of men from her world she's familiar with who might find it acceptable after so long without drink.

It's not difficult to pin her in the crowd: silver hair would be the immediate identifier, but her clothing is something else entirely. Black with a deep red threaded throughout, with sharp shoulders threaded to appear like scales. A maroon sash swinging behind her with each step. ]

Do you go by another name, or will I be calling you Devil? [ she says to him by way of greeting. ]