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⠀⠀No, I'm not dead, just a little burnt out.
Been staring at my replies for days and I just can't do them. Sorry folks. I'll get to them eventually, just give me some time.
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The glass of water is taken and downed, setting the empty glass down before his head falls down face first onto the countertop of the bar.
He feels like shit.
⠀⠀" U g h . "
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⠀⠀" It's Husk. " the barkeep gruffs out as he goes back to wiping a glass clean, but keeps his attention on the king nonetheless. " Not 'scruffy'. "
A feathery brow is raised at the weird insult-compliment, expression dropping to a semi-glare.
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A nice cool, refreshing glass of apple juice — It is exactly what he needed after a long day of definitely not having depression, daddy issues, or being a completely ( loser ).
" Thanks, scruffy. You know I always was sort of a cat type of guy. You're okay in my book! " ++
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Husk seems to ignore the snort and the joke, just giving Angel a nod as he keeps sipping the water.
⠀⠀" Nothin' I do goes right. Not up there, not down here. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Should just let myself be killed by an exorcist 'n be done with it. "
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A low growl comes from the bartender, gritting his teeth, claws digging into the countertop of the bar.
⠀⠀" Sometimes I really wish I could claw your eyes out, you sick bastard. " He didn't mean to say that, but said it anyway. Curse whatever Alastor gave him!!
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Damn. The guy has it rough.
Ten years is a long time.
⠀⠀" She just, up and left you? No divorce or nothin'? No message? Anythin' at all? Sheesh, that's rough. "
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Husk tries to lean away as Alastor stretches out towards him— only to scratch him under his chin!!
The fuck?!
⠀⠀" You wanted to extend your gratitude by threatening to chop my balls off?? Al what the fuck??
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Husk squirms and struggles, trying his best to break free from the tendrils, but to no avail. Watching Alastor come closer and closer to him, the tomcat even starts flapping his wings, trying to break free with all his might.
Seeing that pair of scissors,
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The fear in Husk's eyes would only ensure the absolute control Alastor has over him, lips curled back to a golden half-moon of a grin, crimson gaze piercing as he nearly stared straight through the man's soul.
" 𝐎𝐡, 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫. " He called, effects heavy on his voice. ++
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Yeah, Uncle Husk doesn't have a bad ring to it. Husk supposes that he could be an uncle to the little piglet, as weird as that may be.
Seeing Nuggets roll onto his back, the cat snorts, and Husk crouches down so he can pat Fat Nuggets' belly.
⠀⠀" Just this once. "
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⠀⠀Results so far of an entire weekend of crafting. All that needs to be added to the vest are the buttons and the shirt needs its sleeves & buttons. One step closer to cosplaying Draluc!
Replies tomorrow.
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⠀⠀" Hrm. . . "
With a huff, Husk takes the water from Angel, sipping at it, though he's none too pleased about his alcohol being taken.
A deep sigh then.
⠀⠀" I suck. "
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