Nightly Feast [Deshi]

This is going to be a disaster or a great time, that was the thought that ran through Devi’s head the moment he saw B waving around an invitation to a tropical bar or something. Don’t get the demon wrong, he loved a good drink and quite frankly could hang easily enough at the bar if it was just him and Sinclair that is. The demon could hold his liquor quite well and even when drunk was the least worrisome thing around a bar scene. Sinclair was the calmest one and the one that typically stayed sober, so the pair together were actually pretty good bar partners. Now throw B in the mix and the tides changed. Oh it could be fun alright, but unlike Devi who could hold his composer in a party situation, this pretty lady became even more hyper and when drunk could be all over the place to the point that Devi and Sinclair spent more time watching her than actually having fun. It could be stressful, but sometimes it could be fun. It was honestly a 50/50 chance when throwing her into the mix, so the demon was a bit cautious to jump on the boat at first. Staring at the flyer, the demon would narrow his eyes a bit at the location not familiar with it, but it looked fun and getting there with an image would be a easy enough. Even so..…

He would look at B who was staring at him with puppy eyes her hands folded in front of her as she hoped silently for a yes. Man he hated that. He would look towards Sinclair who typically had a more level head only to find him giving a hopeful look too! What even? The demon scratched the back of his head as his tail flicked as his eyes drifted back to the paper for a few seconds before looking at the other two again.

“If ya’ll wanna go that bad, then I suppose I ain’t gonna stop ya,” he would say, getting a happy clap and jump from B and a pleased nod from Sinclair. The demon would let out an amused snort as he began rolling the paper up. “One catch though.” The other two froze their expression tense as the demon finished rolling the paper up and gave them a mischievous grin. “If I hear either of ya’ll complaining about this place or  how boring it was I am going to hit ya’ll with something and you ain’t allowed to avoid it, k?” The two instantly relaxed as they gave the demon their word they wouldn’t avoid punisment if they complained. With that matter settled, Devi would tighten his grip on the paper as ink sunk into it from his hand and consumed it and then him and then the others.


Some seconds later, a strange portal of black ink would appear on the quiet side of the place the event was to be held and from it three black figures appeared. As that ink disappeared, it would pull away from the figures revealing Devi and his crew. The destination had been found, so now it was all a matter of finding the party...something not too hard to do thanks to sounds and light guiding the way. Following the pathway, it wouldn’t take long for the trio to find the crowds and after carefully slipping into the midst, they too would get swallowed up in the energy of the place. After about 10 minutes of being there. Sinclair had stopped eating after two plates and actually was dancing on the floor with B who was still full of energy even with her second glass of wine in hand. Leaving the pair to continue to dance, the smaller demon would shift through the crowd and head towards the area where a young man was at the grill and apparently the one handing out the drinks to which he actually wanted at this point from all that dancing. Unlike Sinclair who went for the food and B who went for the drinks as soon as they got here, he had surprisingly restrained himself.

He remained in a moderately good mood as he approached the grill as he watched the other dance and spin. Grinning he would mimic the spin in his own way before tip toeing to see the other better as he used his tail for more balance.

“Hey! Hey! What you got to drink around here, handsome?” he would ask remaining friendly and relaxed as the party continued onward.

Relevant Strength:

The demon was relatively patient seeming more entertained by the behavior of the other cooking than bothered by it. When the other noticed him, the demon would find himself grinning easily enough as the guy just rolled with the compliment and in turn answered his question. To what he heard the demon's eyebrows would raise a bit as he chuckled.

"That a pretty big boast there," he would begin before shifting to hop up on one of the bar stools placing him in a more comfortable position and at vantage point where he could not only see better, but the other could see him better too. Settling in his seat, he would lean forward as his left eye narrowed and his smile turned into a grin of mischief. "You seem like you know your drinks well enough, so instead of choosing I am gonna give ya a challenge. Give me a drink that is a perfect balance of sweet and bitter. We prefer if you make one that won't get me drunk off my first drink. If I like, I may stay a while. Make the drink colorful and furnish it with a complimentary slice of fruit on the rim. If you do well, I'll give a nice tip. Bonus points if you can entertain me too. What do you say?"