Raven Wings and Curling Smoke

Multi-Muse RP blog starring Darius the Raven King, and his Syndicate || 18+ at times || semi-selective || literate and casual || open to all

[thecursedraven]

Darius let out a soft hum, more amused than anything. "By all means, don't let me being here stop you from browsing. Besides, you know that this is as much your home as it is mine." He moved to begin unpacking the food, though paused and turned slightly towards Ick as he started to explain.

As delightful as it was hearing Ick talk about things to his harts content, there was something even more delectable about watching him scramble for words. He let out a bark of laughter and shook his head, hardly seeming bothered. They could have that conversation later- if anything ever came of it. "You're fine, dear. I'm not offendedby any of it." Darius winked in response. If anything it at least gave him an idea of what Ick was used to.

Oh right. The food. "A new Mediterranean place opened up Downtown- got a little bit of everything if you want to try anything new."

[draggeddowntothedark]

It was nice being called 'dear', even if Ick was so red he resembled a tomato. Deep breaths, it was fine. Darius wasn't making a big deal of it, so Ick didn't need to either.

Maybe we could shop for some sex toys together sometime... not yet but sometime...

Food though. Food sounded amazing. Ick sat up and pushed away the laptop. "I don't think I've had Mediterranean before," he said, eyeing the take out bag. "But I'll be glad to try it. What do you think I should try first?"

He took a seat at the table and started looking through the containers, all the while considering how to broach a rather... important question when it comes to getting more physical with a partner. "... Uhhh... I've never actually- like I'm 28 and most people by now- I'm so bad at this." Another deep breath. "... I've never gone all the way... with another person."

[thecursedraven]

As Ick moved off of the bed and to the table, he let his shoulder brush gently against Icks before taking a seat, a slight motion of reassurance and comfort. Darius wasn't one to push anyone into something they didn't want, and Darius knew that if he did want something, Ick would tell him.

Taking up his own seat and passing over a couple of boxes, he motioned to a couple of them. "This couscous salad looks similar to one I've had before- ah, and their spanakopita is all homemade. The Kebabs smell good as well- but if you're feeling adventurous, there are a couple stuffed grape leaves in one of these boxes..." He had also snatched up a box of assorted desserts for later in addition to some other dishes, but he'd let ick try whatever he wanted.

Darius tilted his head slightly as Ick started speaking again. Ah, was that what he was worried about? "Well, I don't happen to care about 'most other people', I care about you- and its perfectly fine that you haven't." He began after a moment, pausing to take a drink of water. "But I did mean it when I said that anything you want is already yours- you need only ask. And if that's something you're interested in, we'll go with whatever you're comfortable with."

[thecursedraven]

Miss Fortune pulled away with a small huff. A Shame. The more exotic meals always seemed to slip through her fingers and actually have some decency.

Well, there was always next time.

But, she could appreciate his sportsmanship to her game.

"Fine, fine. You may see him- but keep in mind that anything he doesn't like comes back to me, and I'm considered merciful." She grinned, teeth too sharp and grin too wide as she waved a hand.

"Take the elevator up to the third floor, and go through the Doors at the end of the hall. He's waiting for you."

[belost-the-watcher]

"Swell deal," he said and looked to the elevator.

"Thanks lady," he said with a sudden upbeat playfulness. Almost like the professionalism was just an act. "Gonna meet the cool guy," he half sang and jogged his way over to the elevator and pressed the button.

...and waited.

"...gonna meet the cool guy...." he sang much less enthusiastically.

The elevator soon pinged and he stepped inside, waving to Miss Fortune before he rode the elevator up to the third floor.

Standing outside the room he looked the entrance over. "Huh. Nice doors." Nothing like giving just a small delay to let the meeting breath a little bit. He organized his thoughts a bit, thinking over what he needed to arrange just so he didn't miss anything. But in his experience these meetings tended to either go sadly predictably or completely off the rails. Who could tell how this one might go?

No sense in delaying any longer though. He pushed the doors open and stepped inside.

"Hope you're decent!" he said jokingly and cleared the doorway, shutting them behind him.

[thecursedraven]

The performer shook her head as Belost jogged off, turning back to her glass with a sigh. She'd go back to work once this whole meeting business was settled- but a much needed break was in order. Standing and slipping off the stage, she let out a small hum as she looked up towards the third floor.

Hopefully Belost didn't make too much of a fuss- then again, it wasn't really a her issue, now was it?

Heading upstairs had the music grow significantly quieter, a dull roar beneath plush flooring that lingered outside of the hallway. As heavy door swung inward, Belost was met with the sound of fluttering wings as several large ravens moved to perch in the corners of the room, studying him with bright eyes.

And within the large room as well, which seemed to be equipped as a study, were a pair of chairs in front of a large desk- one of which held a bucket near overflowing with pennies, a bar caddy, a smaller table that seemed to be for meetings, and the desired King in question lounging in the chair behind the desk.

Darius raised a glass, the raven that was perched on his shoulder letting out a something that sounded a lot like a laugh. "Care for a drink?"

[thecursedraven]

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?

Darius:

As much as he plays the gentleman, hes also a naturally deceptive person by nature when it omes to work. his personal relationships are one of the things he doesnt actively attempt to lie in- those he lets close will almost always see the truest version of Darius. Hes willing to lie to save a life or make a deal to benefit others, but more often than not he prefers to be upfront about what he plans on doing to you, and how. Again, somewhat to do with how he was raised but most 'deceptions' of his are mostly on the part of people not asking the right questions when he would so readily offer answers.

Wenira:

Shes not a liar by nature, but has been known to deceive those she wants to act a certain way. She will play the damsel in distress just to get to where she needs to be- but she wont lie to her family and wont lie to her friends.

Mera:

She does not know how to Lie.

[thecursedraven]

Vanilla or Kinky? Fucking a Virgin or Fucking someone with experience? Costumes or Lingerie? for Darius

"Thats the interesting bit, isnt it? If I had to choose, I suppose Kinky, though between virgin or experienced i hardly think it matters- as long as all parties involved have fun." He pauses for a moment. "Lingerie, no contest."

[thecursedraven]

Being filled or Bukkake @ Darius

A long sigh. "...Being filled. Waste not want not- And best not to keep me wanting."

[musingofmemes-blog]

Lets Play A Game of This Or That? (NSFW Edition)

My muse has to pick one or the other. They have to pick one. Not neither, not both.

Submissive or Dominant? Whips or Chains? Handcuffs or Shibari? Pillow Princess or Power Bottom? Voyeur or Exhibitionist? Blindfolds or Spreader Bars? Butt Plugs or Vibrators? Edging or Multiple Rounds? Knots or Ovipositor? Spanking or Scratching? Ball Gag or Muzzle? Strap on or Double Sided Dildo? On on one or Group Sex? Vanilla or Kinky? Lengthy Cocks or Girthy Cocks? Small Boobs or Large Boobs? Ass or Chests? Thighs or Arms? Hot Wax or Knifeplay? Loud or Quiet? Biting or Sucking? Collars or Piercings? Costumes or Lingerie Monogamy or Polyamory?  Laughing and silliness during sex or Intensity and power struggle during sex? Fucking a Virgin or Fucking someone with experience? Face to face or from behind? Phone sex or Sexting? Cumming inside or Cumming outside Being filled or Bukkake Dirty Talk or Degradation? Role play or Porn on in the background? Public Edging or Filming in the Bedroom? Condom or Bareback? Lube or Raw? Video Call Masturbation or Sexy Selfies? Blood Play or Breath Play? Face fucking or Anal sex? Leather or PVC? Morning Sex or Evening Sex? Clothes on or Clothes off?

[promptfairy]

❥     𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒    [   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂    ]   .

headcanon prompts with questions based on plants   &   what they represent in flower language .  happy roleplaying !!  ♡

abatina :   is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time   (   due to becoming more educated on the topic ,   certain experiences  ,   etc .   ) ,    or that they   would   change their mind about under certain circumstances ?  

acanthus :   is your muse deceptive ,   or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ?   why or why not ?   

aloe :   how does your muse handle grief ?

amaryllis :   what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ?   how do they express that pride ?   

anemone :   how does your muse view the world ;   as a cruel   &   unforgiving place ,   a land full of wonders ,   or something in - between ?  where does that world view come from   (   what experiences ,   life lessons ,   etc .   ) ?  

angelica :   where does your muse draw inspiration in life ?   what motivates them ?

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?  

bachelor’s button :   does your muse actively seek romantic companionship ,   or cherish the liberties of being single ? 

basil :   does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?

bay tree :   does your muse seek glory   &   accolades ,   or do they favour a simpler ,   more personal life ?  

begonia :   how cautious is your muse ?   are they prone to noticing red flags ,   or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ?   why or why not ?  

belladonna :   how does your muse respond to silence ?   do they take comfort in soundlessness ,   or seek to fill the void with noise ?   

bluebell :   does your muse learn from their past ,   or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?  

carnation :   what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ?   how do they express or not express this relationship ?  

chamomile :   what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ?   are they one to be haunted by adversity ,   or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?  

chrysanthemum :   how does your muse express romantic love ?  how do they feel about love as a concept ?  

daffodil :   is your muse one to be loyal in relationships ,   or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?

daisy :   did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ?   what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?  

edelweiss :   what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ?  are they known to be courageous from then on ?  

fern :   does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces ,   or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?  

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

gardenia :   is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on ,   or to conceal them for long periods of time ?  

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

goldenrod :   does your muse believe in luck or fortune ?  why or why not ?   where do they believe these things come from ?  

heliotrope :   does your muse believe in soulmates ?

hibiscus :   how does your muse view the gentler ,   daintier things in life ?   as things worth preserving   &   caring for ,   or things only bound to wither   &   disappear ?  

holly :   how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ?  are they aware of it ?   do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?  

hollyhock :   how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ?  what’s something they strive for in life ?  

hyacinth :   is your muse athletic ?   does it come naturally to them ,   or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?  

hydrangea :   how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ?  are they prone to being misunderstood ?

iris :   if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind ,   what would it be ?  

ivy :   what are your muse’s views on marriage ?   do they believe it is something strictly for love ,   or an institution rooted in business   &   social benefits ?   do they desire or have they desired to be married ?

lavender :   how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ?  once their trust is broken ,   how might one go about mending it ?  

lilac :   what was your muse’s childhood like ?   how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ? 

lily :   how does your muse view their mother ?  

lotus :   has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ?  have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start ,   or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?  

magnolia :   describe your muse’s relationship with nature   &   the natural world .  

marigold :   is your muse prone to jealousy ?  how might they handle envious feelings ?  

mint :   does your muse view themself as virtuous   &   moral ?  what do these words mean to them ?

nasturtium :   describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace ,   or homeland .  

oak :   who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?  

pansy :   does your muse often reflect on their own actions ?   do they ever think a lot about the past ,   and what they could have done differently ?

parsley :   describe a holiday your muse enjoys ,   and why they enjoy it .

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

poppy :   what comforts your muse ?

rhododendron :   is your muse receptive to warnings   &   advice given by others ?

rose :   how much does your muse value other people ?   do they wish to have many friends ,   lovers ,   and/or associates ?   are they an easy person to love ?

sage :   what is your muse’s legacy ?   what do they want to be remembered for   &   what might they actually be remembered for ?  

salvia :   is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ?  how do they express that possessiveness ,   or lack thereof ? 

snapdragon :   is your muse merciful ?  why or why not ?

southernwood :   how seriously does your muse take themself ?   do they prefer a solemn   &   intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes   &   banter ?  

sunflower :   what brings your muse the most joy in life ?  

tulip :   how does your muse view people in general ?  

violet :   how does your muse respond to betrayal ?

willow :   how does your muse handle sadness   &   depression ?

zinnia :   how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ?   has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?

[draggeddowntothedark]

Ohmygod I am NEVER going to stop blushing.

Ick groaned quietly while faceplanting into the bed. "I was just- uh, well, one of my old ones- goddammit, I really should've waited until I got home for shopping." Deep breath. This was fine. They hadn't taken all those steps in that direction yet, but they were a couple. This was fine. Or at least it would be fine.

"Sorry, I'm okay, just a bit flustered." He cleared his throat a few times before he slowly opened is laptop again, thankfully it was unfrozen so he could close out of the horny shopping. "Yeah. One of mine ones is worn out- not that I'm like constantly using it, it was just old- and I was considering... getting a bigger one. Most of mine are..." Ick gestured about the five-six inch length before he realized he had no idea of Darius 'size' and he did not want to accidentally insult him. "Not that size is everything! Obviously!"

"... What take out did you get?" Food. Focus on food. That made things better.

[thecursedraven]

Darius let out a soft hum, more amused than anything. "By all means, don't let me being here stop you from browsing. Besides, you know that this is as much your home as it is mine." He moved to begin unpacking the food, though paused and turned slightly towards Ick as he started to explain.

As delightful as it was hearing Ick talk about things to his harts content, there was something even more delectable about watching him scramble for words. He let out a bark of laughter and shook his head, hardly seeming bothered. They could have that conversation later- if anything ever came of it. "You're fine, dear. I'm not offendedby any of it." Darius winked in response. If anything it at least gave him an idea of what Ick was used to.

Oh right. The food. "A new Mediterranean place opened up Downtown- got a little bit of everything if you want to try anything new."

[thecursedraven]

The bartender caught it with ease, startled but did simply pocket it for.... well, something, probably. He poured more of that dark drink into Miss Fortunes cup before scampering off, leaving the two to continue.

"Friends are quite useful nowadays- I suppose that is decent reason enough. However..." She leaned forward, the stage she was lounging on letting her lean in close to Belost, voice soft. "You are quite sure you didn't come to me for... other indulgences, correct?" Her words were dripping in honey and something else, a low purr that managed to drown out the music around them.

One could hardly blame a girl for trying to get a free meal out of this- and it wouldn't be the first time she had... Intercepted a potential business partner. She wasn't sure he'd bite, but if he did, it was all the more reason for Darius not to work with Belost. He trusted her for a reason, after all.

[belost-the-watcher]

"Pretty sure. I'm a professional first after all."

Not entirely true. But as tempting as she might have been he had a deal to think of first. It wouldn't paint him in the best light if he was so easy for the owner's underling to get at. If there was one thing the galra understood it was power dynamics.

Nevertheless he cracked a smile.

"Besides, I can't get worn out beforehand and leave your boss disappointed, right?"

Then he paused.

"But really. You'll set me up with him right? I'd hate to have to get around to another casino with another syndicate."

[thecursedraven]

Miss Fortune pulled away with a small huff. A Shame. The more exotic meals always seemed to slip through her fingers and actually have some decency.

Well, there was always next time.

But, she could appreciate his sportsmanship to her game.

"Fine, fine. You may see him- but keep in mind that anything he doesn't like comes back to me, and I'm considered merciful." She grinned, teeth too sharp and grin too wide as she waved a hand.

"Take the elevator up to the third floor, and go through the Doors at the end of the hall. He's waiting for you."

[belost-the-watcher]

"Anything, huh?" He side-eyed the bartender then dug into his cargo pocket, pulling out a small hard candy in a clear wrapper. "Hey, bartender. Keep the change." He tossed the candy over to the visibly confused man. "There. You're welcome."

Then he turned his attention back to her. "Anyway, all I'm after is to have an influential friend in a new town. Somebody we can go to if we need something, set up future deals with, and get answers to any questions we might have. I'm sure you know how much easier it is to come into a new place when you've already got a friend waiting for you."

[thecursedraven]

The bartender caught it with ease, startled but did simply pocket it for.... well, something, probably. He poured more of that dark drink into Miss Fortunes cup before scampering off, leaving the two to continue.

"Friends are quite useful nowadays- I suppose that is decent reason enough. However..." She leaned forward, the stage she was lounging on letting her lean in close to Belost, voice soft. "You are quite sure you didn't come to me for... other indulgences, correct?" Her words were dripping in honey and something else, a low purr that managed to drown out the music around them.

One could hardly blame a girl for trying to get a free meal out of this- and it wouldn't be the first time she had... Intercepted a potential business partner. She wasn't sure he'd bite, but if he did, it was all the more reason for Darius not to work with Belost. He trusted her for a reason, after all.

[bleedinghearth]

The explanation Darius gives is good enough, and Teddy just shrugs, taking another swig from his tumbler. "I wouldn't call it an unreasonable prejudice so much as somethin' people are intimidated by. Gettin' crossfaded from one drink can be a dauntin' prospect for some folks."

Particularly those who are more mundanely-inclined.

"Aye, well. There's absinthe, love, and then there's Romanian absinthe. I imagine even in Gotham, there's more cautious types who en't want to go plummeting off the deep end."

He finishes his glass like it's water, and, unfazed, glugs himself out another helping. There's a moment of pause, him lifting the neck of the bottle, when he's asked the most cliché question, and he huffs softly. "Seeing as I work here, I'd hope so. Why?"

[thecursedraven]

Ah yes- to compare standard absinthe to Romanian was like comparing day and night- though the effects of which were a bit lost on himself nowadays.

Wenira did like to joke that so much fey wine had permanently skewed his tastes, but he wasn't quite sure if that was a joke anymore.

Darius watched the other down the drink with mild interest; He wasn't entirely sure if the glass was anything more than a formality at the rate he was going- but he wasn't really one to judge when he usually put in an order for a place to make sure they'd have enough stock for him. "Its never a bad idea to make acquaintances, allies- friends, even. I would buy you a drink, but you seem to be preoccupied with what you have."

[belost-the-watcher]

The one in charge and she was still entertaining? Belost had to wonder how much of that casino existed just for her to perform. Or maybe she'd been an entertainer first and worked her way up? She didn't seem old enough for that. Maybe she was married to the owner. He could have spent all day working it out but fortunately she was kind enough to get to business and keep his mind from wandering.

"Thought you'd prefer it that way. People don't usually like compliments when they know the person giving them wants something. Besides, you seem pretty busy so I didn't think you'd want me to waste your time with it."

"I'd have gotten your drink for you at least but my boy's got my pennies."

Well enough with the excuses at least.

"As for what brings me here, I'm sure you might be able to notice I'm not exactly a local. Just checking out the town and looking into who's good to get in with here. Thought my company could maybe do some business with who I've heard is a pretty reasonable and influential guy. It's a pretty big company after all and it's looking to expand a bit. Could be worthwhile for the first group to get in good with us. Lots of technology to deal with, including some weapons that might help out for any territory disputes your people run into."

[thecursedraven]

Perhaps if he stuck around for any other show, Belost may have been able to see her work the crowd in earnest with her truer colors on display and intentions flying over the heads over the poor saps she pulled out of the crowd. But, she had already eaten today and wasn't feeling as hungry as she would need to be to warrant a full meal.

"I enjoy some good banter- keeps my evenings interesting even while people are trying to get into his office instead of mine." People did usually come here for her after all, and not usually as a proxy for The King of Ravens. A pause and a sip of her drink. "The bar will take near anything as payment if it's for me- keep that in mind, won't you? A drink is a very good way to make friends." She smiled, tilting her head slightly to look briefly past Belost and towards the slots. He was gone. Good.

Tech and weapons? Miss Fortune knew a handful in the Syndicate that would love to get their hands on something new, that was for sure. If Darius wouldn't take him, she might just have to herself- though the chances were slim on that. The Raven King was a lot more willing to work with others than what locals believed- though it seemed like other rumors appeared to be making their rounds elsewhere. "This deal comes with a premise of being very beneficial for us- so what is it that you want?"

[thecursedraven]

continued from here x

The Chimera clicked her tongue at him. She didn't feel bad about it, not really, but she wasn't happy either. At least the good doctor had that going for him.

She really hadn't given enough to kill him immediately, but her venom would definitely erase the past 24 hours for the guy if it was counteracted. If. She faintly heard Darius in the back of her head.

Better to make allies than enemies.

"If I fix him, will you be less upset?" She nudged the still body with her foot.

@mcnomaniametus

[bleedinghearth]

Posing as a patron, Teddy wraps his fingers around his rock glass of whiskey, taking a swig, and peering around the bar to make sure there's no one about to start any trouble. Content that there isn't any, he mulls over his glass, kicking it back and forth in his hand and watching the ice swirl in the amber with a disinterested, languid stare.

At least until he's addressed by Darius, his eyes sliding over to look at him. How many people besides him order a Sazerac? Now, that's an odd question. He smiles, though, recognizing the King of Ravens.

"Not many, lad. Why? Trying to get the one up on the other patrons?"

[thecursedraven]

The Raven King laughed softly taking his own glass in hand and taking a sip, rolling the drink across his tongue. "Oh hardly- I just think its a shame people still have an unreasonable prejudice towards absinthe in this day and age." He hummed, tilting his glass slightly towards Teddy.

"Nothing wrong with going without- I just thought there'd be more adventurous types here." There was something familiar about the other man, though he hadn't quite figured out what.

"Knowing the answer though- I take it you come here often?" Darius' grin was full of nothing but mischief.

[rpmemes-galore]

for those who feel like a monster … sentence starters

“You’re still human.”

“You’re not a monster.”

“I don’t see you as a monster.”

“You’re not what they say you are.”

“You are not what has been done to you.”

“Don’t listen to them. They don’t know you.”

“You’re better than you tell yourself you are.”

“The mistakes you’ve made don’t define you.”

“No matter what you are, you deserve to be loved.”

“No matter what you are, you deserve to be protected.”

“I know it’s hard to see past the guilt, but you’re a good person.”

“You look at yourself and see a monster… I see someone beautiful.”

“I’m not scared of you. And its sad that you seem scared of yourself.”

“When I look in your eyes, I don’t see a monster. I see someone in pain.”

“They’re scared of you… because they can’t see past what makes you different.”

“You might not be human anymore, but that doesn’t mean you’re any less of a person.”

“Is this why you don’t want to let anyone close? You’re afraid they’ll see you like some kind of monster?”

[belost-the-watcher]

Compared to most of his work, standing around for a few minutes to let people crowd a singer was hardly testing his patience. But he was still happy to see himself expedited to the top of her list.

He walked over to her and tossed up a hand in a casual greeting. "Hey there. Thanks for the shortlist." The galra extended a comparatively massive clawed hand out to her in a greeting. "Name's Belost. I've just been hanging around some- looking to do a bit of business with the owner. I heard you're the one to talk to about setting up a meeting with him."

"In case there's some kind of vetting process or whatever, my red boy over at the penny slots told me about that. I'm assuming he's at least kind of cool with you if he knows about something like that.. just like I'm assuming there's probably only one red dude around here and you know who I'm talking about." He hoped he wasn't some kind of competing mob boss. That could make things a little awkward.

[thecursedraven]

She flashed a perfect smile that was only accented by a set of fangs and shook his hand politely. "You can call me Miss Fortune- a pleasure to meet you." She hummed, considering his words. "Men these days- always straight to the point with no sense of decorum..." The performer sighed, waving a hand.

"I am the one in charge here, so I suppose I could set up a meeting for you- But I do hope what you have to say is worthwhile. I'd like to at least ensure that much, regardless of what anyone else says about you." The woman took a sip of dark colored liquid from the glass that had been handed to her. Miss Fortune could put off one game to play another- at least for a bit until she wanted to hand Belost back over to Darius.

Crossing her legs and watching him carefully, that smile never seemed to stray from her lips. "So, what bring you here to speak with the Raven King?"

[thecursedraven]

Sazerac - closed starter

He had started to make it a bit of a habit once he had established a deal with the leader of the Nest- Come in about 18 minutes after midnight on wednesdays, order a few drinks for assorted patrons, and attempt to unwind a bit while tucked away in a corner of the bar and chat with those that sought him out for conversation or other means. Not too many people seemed to know who Darius was, and that was often something that worked in his favor- the exception of course being the staff who all at least knew that he was a... Business partner of sorts to their boss.

He was quite the fan of gossip- even more so if people were talking about other operations, including his own. Tonight though, tonight was definitely just a night for lounging and listening- maybe get to know a few of the staff a bit more.

Puling a chair up at the bar and tapping his claws lightly on the smooth wood, he spoke with his default grin as his usual drink order was placed in front of him. "I do have to ask- about how many people besides myself order a Sazerac?"

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