[Video] Never trust a Scot's ale

[whitejediknight]

[Creedy gives the camera a crooked grin, patting his hand almost affectionately on the keg beside him.]

Conrad, No offense on ya, mate. Your alcohol is well and fine for a tame man's tastes, but this here beauty is damn near impossible to beat. I think I'll be callin' it Northumberland Dragonsbreath. Finest... well... don't rightly have a  type of alcohol to call it, but it'll certainly put a dimmer on anythin' you've 'ad before it. Me 'n Quinn 'ave been drinking my special black lable for years and we're still standin'. Well. He is. I'm still not so sure about the whole livin thing.

Well. It could use another week, but here's to you, New Moore. Wherever the fuck this is and whoever is responsible for it. Appreciate the not bein' dead bit.

[He taps out a fifth a glass and takes a gulp. To his credit, the grimace is only barely visible a second when it burns the whole way down and he manages to hold his cough, even if it sounds in the slight rasp his voice takes on.]

Doesn' get better than this.

[Do not take his word for it. Seriously. For your own safety. In the functioning world this deadly spirit is called Pruno or prison wine. It's made of moldy fruit and ketchup and distilled to near 160% proof in a manner of days. Two weeks to prime. It will burn you the whole way down and sink in hard and fast. But if you're clever and tip it back fast enough to keep it from touching your throat too much, or your tongue, you might avoid the taste and the fire that follows it.]

Now all I need is a steel barrel.

[And another five or so days to age it. But who's counting, really?]

Comments

[Video]

[sawthefirst]

... I should've seen this coming.

[ And yet he hadn't.

He looks about ready to burst out laughing right now though. ]

[Video]

[whitejediknight]

Well. Don't just stand over there judgin' me. Come 'ave a swallow for old times' sake.

[Action]

[sawthefirst]

[ Quinn just cuts the feed and leaves off replying until he's opening up Creedy's door without bothering to knock, not like there's much he could be interrupting, and the man did invite him. ]

Now why would I want to do that to myself?

[ Said with an easy grin as he steps inside. ]

[Action]

[whitejediknight]

[Creedy matches the grin with a much broader one, a second glass already in hand and held out as an offering to Quinn.]

Because you never learn, an I never quit.

[Video]

[morethanasidekick]

[That glorious in bracket description would sound to Kenzi like a challenge!]

Did somebody say alcohol?

[There's a grin pulling at the slight, raven haired woman's lips, leaning towards her screen as if having a conversation in person and not over a device, her chin resting on her hand.]

In my world. It's customary to celebrate ones death by drinking. So I'm thinking. With you not being dead and all. You should drink twice as much. Preferably with others. Namely, me.

[Video]

[whitejediknight]

Then by all means, come an 'ave a drink or two with me. The more the merrier, especially for drinkin'.

[His grin turns to a smile, squinting slightly at the screen before he gives a gesture around his room in Genosha Tower.]

As you can see, my schedule is very full of absolutely nothin'. Amazin what little there is to do when you're dead.

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[morethanasidekick]

See. I knew the moment I saw you that you and I were going to be buds. Consider me on my way.

[Oh sir. You have just made a friend for life! You may regret that later...]

Pshh. You waited to be dead for that? Here's the thing about mooching. If you wait to kick the bucket, then you're doing it wrong.

[Video]

[whitejediknight]

Not much chance, sense or call for idle hands where I come from. Too much to do. Survivin' isn't easy but the work was worth it.

[Friends for life are great. So are drinking buddies. She might want to hold that friend for life thing until she gets done coughing on the ND Lable, first.]

It's maddenin' all this quiet an freetime, but I wouldn' wish for the rest of it, not on these people. The people, on th'other 'and. Them I could wish for.

[Too much thinking, not enough drinking]

See if you can get here before Quinn and I finish the whole barrel off.

[There is not even a remote chance they will. Even Creedy has rarely been known to brave more than two glasses at a time unless they really wanted to kill their brains.]

uh oh he believes you

[nicevampireguy]

If you really think it so superior, you can bring it by the bar and we'll let Nathan taste and see if it's worth selling. You could turn a profit.

just as planned

[whitejediknight]

Yeah? That's great. I'll bring it down whenever you like. It's the best stuff you can find back home.

poor nathan

[nicevampireguy]

I'm always looking for new products so our regulars don't get too bored with the selection.

Sounds good, I'll give Nathan the heads up.

Poor everyone

[whitejediknight]

Thanks, mate. Think it'd be a fine addition to your stock. I can make as much as you like.

[reanimated]

Yeah I'm up for that

[whitejediknight]

Cheers. I'll 'ave some by for you to try whenever suits you.

video;

[alwaysimpure]

You must be Quinn's friend.

Video

[whitejediknight]

Generally speakin' most people call me Creedy, but that'd be me, yeah.

Video

[alwaysimpure]

Sorry, mate, didn't catch your name before.

You need a barrel, eh?

[Video]

[waywardboy]

[Connor is eyeing the feed suspiciously. Very suspiciously.]

What's in that?

[Video] /adopts Connor too

[whitejediknight]

[Creedy glances at his glass a moment and then grins with a squint at Connor]

The usual. Fruit. [Moldy] Bread. ['Yeast'. Possibly also moldy.] Sweetener. [From ketchup packets and containers.]

[Video] yesss

[waywardboy]

That sounds...

[He frowns, puzzled.

Clearly, he knows nothing about drinking.]

Strange.

[Video] Sirius adopted him first!

[alwaysimpure]

...might be too strong for you.

[Video] you guys can have joint custody!

[waywardboy]

What is it, anyway?

[coinmover]

I'd be a poor host if I didn't lift a glass with you.

[whitejediknight]

And I'll be 'appy to raise a toast to you.

[He doesn't trust Erik as far as he can throw him, but he knows how to play nice, at least]

You're welcome to as much as you can drink.

[That grin might be a shade on the smirk side of things.]

[coinmover]

I know a challenge when I hear one.