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[huskofachance]

His ears twitching biting back his reply. He doubted the old man above wanted to change his mind on something that was likely going, very well for him. He started to sort the glasses in the sink. "Why is it wrong to be content with myself? I don't need to meet his standard of "good" nor do i gotta meet your view of rehabliated. My agency is tied to one and I don't need to rock that boat." He shuddered his eyes drift to look at the shadow that was cast across the floor. Husk moved his wings to better block. "Ya need to also remeber that the humans down here, are here for a reason. Ya make shit to comfy for um, what's the point of evene trying to make it out here? Never make the gig too sweet. " He said placing a few glasses away. Husk looked at Charlie dully. He had been through so many song and dances with the residents of hell. Husk didn't have the capacity to deal with snappy attitudes. "If they don't want sugar they can order something else. I ain't wasting shelf pace on one guest. If they wanna bring their substitutes and I'll use it."

" I was thinking maybe if I showed Grandfather a new way through the hotel he'd approve of it and the redeemtion would be accepted through the methods we show; the Happy Hotel has a tone of potentional! " as she was slid the drink she was eager to try it as shown by the little bounce hin her seat. taking the drink she took a small swig of it before setting it down. a few ticks of her tongue and she gave a small hum. " I am sure there is something other then the contract. " she tilted her head as she eyed him before grinning a little. " the drink is amazing. I know of course water should be supplied at the bar for those who are over drinking. but I also think we should add simple syrupy drinks with no sugar for those who can't have them. "

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GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY

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He picks up a bottle of gin that had a swallow of it left. He tilted his head back letting the burn coat his throat. "It's a good idea, but how are they suppose to claw outta here if not by the old rules?" Husk mulled his nose scrunching at the taste. He was never too found of stale booze, but in a pinch it worked. He turned back to her his hands auto moving to make a pomegranate soda. Something non-alcholic he was working on for her hotel. "Tch, I promise ya it's the debt. I already died once. I don't really think I could escape that buck's strings even if he was bored and I chewed my own limbs off." He placed a sprig of rosemary in the drink, he pushed it towards her. "There's part of you damn non-alcoholic menu. Tell me what ya think or if you wanna talk ideas for the menu."

when he gestered to the bar she happily took a seat. her legs crossing at her ankles as she leaned a little on it. she didn't drink well often. when she did it normally was a champagne or wine. but she didn't really need a drink at the moment. " I don't want to live up to his rules. I want to be able to give those who want it a second chance at life. show that this isn't the end. that there is a way. " or she hoped there was a way. truthfully she wasn't sure if it was even possible. " give them a home too, give them some where to go other then doomed to be cleansed and just... end up gone forever. wouldn't it be great to give them something to live for? " she leaned a little on the counter as she looked at him. brows raising as she still held a smile on her face.

" there has to be something you're living for instead of just the debt, something that keeps you going instead of just walking out and letting yourseld be cleansed. "

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"God's a bastard. What's the point of living up to rules that no one is really told about?" He says looking around before gesturing to the bar for a place to sit down. Or at the very least they could share a drink. "I've made peace with my sins and just want to live with whatever karmic debt saddled me to Ronald Mc Smiles for eternity." "Are you planning to have them make peace with their mistakes? Or ya think that's an endless battle?"

that was actually a good question. a good point too. but she wasn't going to just bluntly say it. " I ... I won't. " she said with a small smile on her lips. before she pause and slowly thought on how to explain. " I want to help the Sinners that don't deserve to be down here or want to redeem for their sins. there are a lot down here that sinned but had their entire lives being good but did that one thing that caused them to be down here as deemed by Grandfather. "

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"Tch, I don't compose your sonnet of insults and curses Al. So I'd argue that it's a little ahead of your time." He pointed out, turning away from the deer. "A drink? Surprised you even want one. Let me guess what ya not. Can't be the Szarac, too predictable for you." His long claws tapped across the bottles stopping on the rye whiskey. Husk's tail curled coupe glass. It was placed on the counter. Turning around the bartender returned with Rye whiskey,  sweet vermouth, Benedictine, bitters and absinthe. "Why I tag along with your bullshit I'll never understand." He growled ears pointing back hands moving through the rythme of the recipe. "What's your big plan today with your doll house? Another rousing song performance?" He dropped a cherry in pushing the La Louisiane towards the deer.

"Ho?" The horror chortles back, mirroring the feline as if he were working them with invisible strings. Husker was always a darling companion. Temper and all. Not many would dare to talk back to him, and that was perhaps why he found Husker so entertaining. A favorite, as they say. "As charming as always, my friend! Though I think the comebacks might have went back a couple of years with that last insult." A lethal, red tipped finger wags in the air as he takes a seat. "How about a drink?"

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He bit back a scathing remark. There had to be someone else she could trust. He shook his head, "Whatever I'm just sayin' don't hold his view in high regard. The man isn't right." He sighs looking around the hotel frowning. "Why do ya even want to save sinners if all they do is want to watch ya fail? Sounds like a good reason to say fuck um. I mean they are down here for a ya reason."

brows furrowed as she looked at him. eyes blinking rather confused a bit before she rolled her eyes. " he isn't the Grinch Husk. " she pinched the bridge of her nose as she tried to smile a bit through it. " I can trust him better then I can trust a lot of people. " she removed her hand as she spoke, her hand moving a bit in circles in the air. " you -- you know with everyone down here wanting to see me fail and everything. "

[huskofachance]

"Awww, did you big boy antlers finally come in?" He sneers at his boss. His tail flicking behind him wings stretching before shifting to rest his elbows on the bar counter. "That half point must count a lot for a little 4 pointer. Good for you Al."

@huskofachance "I have six and a HALF points, thank you! But what does that matter? It's all bone and no skin! Useless if you ask me! Unless of course you want a nice bone broth, but that's neither here now there!" Alastor, how does that work?

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Husk stuffed the flask into his chest fur. "Charlie.... Princess of Hell...Please for the love of all that is decent in this scape. You don't actually trust that fence jumping mc-smiley bastard." He drawls looking at her somewhat concerened. "You should trust him as much as thee Whos trusted the Grinch with christmas."

" I don't see what you mean by it being THAT. I mean I do love plays but but I don't think he's doing any of that. " she wanted to have the best belief in everyone. oddly she still thought Alastor might have SOME amount of cooky goodness in him. rather that meant him doing it in his own work around way or not. he still helped.

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@applcbiittcn

"You have to realize." He started taking a long swig of his flask. He shook it ears pointing pack at how light it quickly gotten. "This whole hotel bullshit is just one long ass stupid radio play to that 4-pointer deer, right?"

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Hello ?

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“Eh not bad.” He closes the window muffling the sound to watch the angles land on the lawn of the hotel. He doubt Charlie didn’t already have this place prepped to deal with this estranged family visit. He took a drag of his cigarette, he blew the blew the smoke on the glass humming the old song.  “All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Well, uh, outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl, hey”   Husk sang his own wings flaring up when the angles scratched and stabbed at the window. Large ears twitched picking up an empty bottle the winged cat broke the bottle against a table. The old radio clicked on shifting dials till “Don’t Fear the Reaper” came on to drown out the noise of the Angles.  “Guess your encore show is still pretty mild. Glam-Adam must be bored.” He rolled the cigarette to the side of his mouth blowing smoke out one side. “Bastard hasn’t gotten me yet. This year ain’t gonna be different.” Husk held up the bottle at the small host dispatched here.   

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The angel had heard the random song request, making a point to begin playing the song. The guitar began shredding to, thunder and lightening jamming along to the rhythm of the song he knew all too well.

“ There must be some kind of way out of here! Said the joker to the thief! There’s too much confusion I can’t get no relief Businessmen they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None will level on the line Nobody offered his word” Hey…”

He would point his in the direction Husk’s words had come from, a host of angels flying toward the hotel. It had been his final request.

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“HEY ADAM!!! PLAY HENDRIX ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER!” He’s still got his window open. 

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@metaladam​ 

“Any one else hearing guitar riffs?” He’s opening the window and looking out a cigarette hanging off his lips. “Awww shit....Is this today?” 

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Ya’ll if Adam is not playing some 70′s or 80′s level Rock music to combat Lulu i will be so sad..  AND I MEAN LIKE BLUE OYSTER CULT AND STUFF.  

Adam:  “I'm living for givin' the devil his due And I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you...” 

Ya’ll can’t tell me it wouldn’t be funny for Alastor to announce over his radio “And now a special Live performance ...Adam and the Exorcist.”  And it’s just death and caranage while Adam sings and rips sick riffs. just singing  “Burn out the day Burn out the night I can't see no reason to put up a fight I'm living for givin' the devil his due And I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you And I'm burnin', I'm burnin', I'm burnin' for you...”  DO I HAVE FEELS FOR THIS ANGEL...yes...yes I do. I love hsi design, i love the holy light coming off him...I ADORE THE IDEA OF HIM SINGING DONT FEAR THE REAPER OR ROLLING STONES “PAINT IT BLACK”   Like ya’ll i want him to Be as EXTRA AS FUCKIN’ KISS.  As Megamind has said, the difference between a villain and a super Villain is...SHOWMENSHIP 

like come on...  Lucifer waking up to “Rock You Like A Hurricane “ opening and groaning as Adam just annouces to all the sinners it’s Judgement time again! Before unleashing the angles.  GOD PLZ I want it to be soo dumb and redic....im hyped 

[huskofachance]

Happy extermination day....how we feelin’ about this...

boi 

I for one love him~~~ 

[huskofachance]

dementedstatic​:

                     Tucking his cane into the crook of his arm, he plucks a handkerchief from his breast pocket, and wipes the residual gore off his cane vigorously before tossing the fabric in the air. “Well, you know what they say about letting silence! If often prevails even the loudest of accusations.”

“Tch, I thought that is that loudest accusation of all.” He shot back ripping the cards from hand of the poor sap. Husk snorted laying down the cards “Royal flush. Why did you even want to come here again?” Golden eyes shifted across the casino floor. His ears twitched taking in the faint sounds of the jackpot noise. Coins clinking as the hit the bin and then each other. “Seems like a normal place for sinners to drown themselves.”