WEEK 5 MINGLE - AMARANTHUS

[foundationmods]

Another trial, another horrible outcome.

This time, it affected so many people...and yet, they still weren't done.
Who would be killed next?
Would they be able...to handle whatever happened?🗈

Still, things were just the same as they had been the past few weeks.

The goats and servants were still around, and so too were the witches.
It was all becoming routine at this point.
Was that a good thing, or a bad one...?
It was...too hard to tell, now...

...Either way, they were now closer to the end.
So, like always...they had to see it through.


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GET YER MIXED DRINKS HERE

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[After the 'Never Have I Ever' game, Moriarty disappears...

Only to suddenly reappear wearing-

Wait, what happened to grandpa?!

He even stands behind a table like a bartender would, with a bunch of liquor and fixings behind him, shaker in hand as he smiles at everyone.

??? Who is this]

[youkaiwatch]

That's a pretty good look on you.

[ YOU STILL LOOK OLDER THAN THE PROFESSOR, BUT ]

Whiskey sour?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Thank you.

[He grins again - and then immediately starts whipping up the whiskey sour in a practiced manner, handing it to her.]

Enjoy!

[youkaiwatch]

Thank you very much.

[ she should probably not be sipping this in between never-have-i-evers but yolo ]

Ah, it's not just for show, either.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Of course not! I'm not so old I can't pick up new hobbies, after all!

[cryosurgeon]

[He doesn't trust Moriarty, but he's curious about the man. So he approaches and mulls over what to drink.]

A Sidecar, please?

[He'll watch closely. It's not as if he's expecting to be drugged or poisoned, he simply wants to see the skill involved.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Of course.

[As he sets to making it, it's clear Moriarty does, surprisingly, have a good amount of skill in this! Huh!]

Here you are.

[cryosurgeon]

Thank you.

[Erhard lifts the glass, offers a subtle salute to Moriarty with it as thanks, and takes a sip.]

It's very good. Where did you learn to do this?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Oh, here and there. There are many prolific drinkers in Chaldea, you see.

1/3

[foundfate]

Well if you're going to make drinks-

2/3

[foundfate]

[Then he actually looks at Moriarty, and.

Oh no.]

3/3

[foundfate]

You pick, I'm not in the mood for anything in particular.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[Please don't find his rival hot]

[foundfate]

[TOO LATE]

1/3

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Just fucking.

making this face as he leans over.]

Are you sure you don't want anything specific?

[...This is entirely to fuck with sherlock, let's be real.]

1/2

[foundfate]

[Internally screaming]

2/2

[foundfate]

[But on the outside:]

The bartender knows best, no?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Ah, keeping himself composed, eh? He'll just layer on the charm, sensuously rubbing at his chin while staring at watanuki with a piercing gaze.]

Hm...Am I wrong in assuming you prefer Sake?

[foundfate]

[He's had a lot of practice, he'll be fine.]

It's what I normally stock at home, yes.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

What about other oriental liquors?

[He uses 'oriental' because he's an old goddamn man, you see.]

[foundfate]

[You old shit.]

Soju is alright, sure. As is Baijiu. Try to give me snake wine and you will be drinking it instead.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He's going to shave your mustache off]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[COME AT HIM BRO, IF YOU ARE BRAVE ENOUGH TO FACE THE MANY TRAPS HE'LL SET

INCLUDING THE ONES IN HIS MUSTACHE]