Demi Bourbon

@idv-ask-the-showman

he complimented her full-heartedly. but did not take him long before he get to the point that made him come looking for her “anyway~… I heard your drinks can go from light ones to PRETTY STRONG ONES!! soooo~ I have been wondering if you can make me the strongest drink you can make!!”

he holds one of the empty glasses on the table next to him and moves it around “you see, I am a ghost as everyone knows, and even tho I can still taste alcohol just fine… it seems now I hardly get drunk and would have to drink many MANY Shots to get at least a little bit drunk!! I know it may sound a good thing but I miss feeling the effect of wine and alcohol and get my mind off trouble some matters”

Ditch the shot glass. And the Jiggers.

When the drink finally done and is waiting for Phineas to drink it, he now kinda worried since he knows that Demi never fail with her drink… so would he be so drunk after he drink this that he may even die a second time!!!…wait can a ghost even die again???…well one way to find out!!

Phineas hold the handle of the beer glass and rise it up in the air “well~ time for the real test!! Let us see what this drink can do to my ghostly body, if I got drunk out of my mind then you win and can gets any reward from me!!”…somehow he made it a challenge

He didn’t waste his time anymore and immediately drink half of the glass, the taste is great and to his liking, not too sweet yet not to sour, it just right and balance!! Didn’t take long as well to feel the effects kick in the moment it go throw his throat and in his stomach. Is like a race going in his body!!

After he drinks all the alcohol he let a breath out to show his satisfaction “Wah~!! I didn’t expect such taste and effects to act so fast, you are truly the queen of alcohol!! I can already know that in no time I will be drunk like a horse. Say say~ can I have another request?…I would like if you make at least three big bottles of the same alcohol you just give me and I would do anything for you!!”

“ Anything..? Reeallly now? “

She raised an eyebrow, then, she lent against the counter facing Phineas.

“ Hahaha! Well, can’t say no to that. I like your offer sugar. Say, your one of ‘em hunters, right? Lets shake on it then! I mix you up a- ehhh- 3 bottles! Big ones, like you ask. ‘N you~ give this tired barmaid a friendly match or two. “

She takes a clear big bottle out and presents it to Phineas.

He chuckles a bit while crossing his arms together “such a simple request. Are you sure my dear~ I can do more for you if you so wished” even tho he said that he didn’t wait for her answer, knowing she probably just gonna stick with what she just requested.

“But I wouldn’t judge you. In fact I would not only just give you two friendly matches and let you win, I would also give you a tie after that as well since you gonna make me three bottles… still you can still ask for me if you so desire my dear.”

“ Ha! Hey now, I know that feeling. Game after game, anyone ought to get stressed, sugar, ‘n there ain’t nothing wrong with taking some heat off with a drink! “

She slams a full bottle on the counter with a sympathetic smile.

“ Drink what you wanna drink, preach yer damn head off! If relaxing ‘s yer cue, that’s what ‘m here for. You ain’t gotta beg for a debt, I’d feel too much ta ask for a lad just trying to get some break. “

Sliding over a filled bottle, she holds the necks of the other two in between her fingers.

“ Lets not stress ya out some more, ey? A friendly match would spare us both some trouble. Just give me that, ‘n consider your tab paid! “

" No apologies here, nothing surprises me nowadays. "

Reaching in her bucket, she offers Rue a dovlin.

Demi gave a smile towards Rue before picking up an assortment of alcohol. She carefully mixed a combination together, before passing to Rue a sweet Paloma with a grapefruit garnish.

" Mhm, it's a classic, figured ya might like it! "

She returns the bottles back to their original spots, but then turn to Rue with the tilt of her head, noticing her relaxment.

" Well gee hun, you sure know how to butter up a barmaid on your first drink. You've done this before? "

She jokes, but quickly relaxes as to not spoil the calm atmosphere.

Demi sighs nostalgically.

[ Demi stares at the plush with adoration ] " How much you put it for, honey? "

The Reporter turns around to see the Barmaid, one of his seniors. He respectfully smiles as he takes off his hat as he speaks to her with his friendly business tone of voice.

Laurence// Hello, ma’am! It costs $50! With fine fabric and production,,, ;D✨

Laurence// Or… a kiss, as a payment~ ^^♥️/ih

The barmaid blushed and smiled brightly.

… “ Wells, alrighty then! “

She gave the Reporter a ruffle to his hair before pressing a gentle kiss.

(Idv-ask-the-man-in-gray)

(OMG DEMI BLOG YASSS)

“ Ho- dayum! Ya scared me there lad! Whatsa guy like you doin all the way here, starin me to death like the grim reaper? Never seen a gal have fun?? ”

(She haphazardly shoves a bottle in the face of the man in grey. )

Oh…I-…I don’t understand how such things could be fun… He said, he tensed up again, pranking, swinging people around, he didn’t understand. That just seemed like a bother. (´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…I think we have very different definitions of fun… [PREV]

Uh oh... It ain't your cup of tea, ey? And here I thought all the boys in the manor were up for some good tomfoolery! Bah- *hic*- aha! Just goes ta show yerr really a special one out of the bunch!

( a burst of giggles escapes, and as the laughter dies down, a couple of light squeezes presses on the man in grays shoulder. )

Haa, nah nah- lad, I promise it's all in good fun! No need to feel so tense when your under 'm watch! ( a lighthearted sigh ) You call the shots here. I'm interested in you, 'n there ain't nothingg better than expanding my definitions of funs. So, spill it!

He said listing off the things on his finger he seemed to relax again thinking of such activities.

Oh-hoh, well now, I shoulda guessed! 'Course those would be your fun, yer the type of a man that aint for the socializing bits!- ( clinks the bottle to the top of her head ) -Pah!

There ain't nothing wrong with thems activities! But- er, uh...

He said, he seemed to be completely relaxed at this point, he was like soft putty. So soft, so lose. He seemed somewhat lucid.

some warm tea?... ( a pause as she daydreams )

Yeahaa.. actually, a nice cup ain’t soundin so bad. I don’t have the most tea type of drink out there in my hands, so whyss not— not..- you go on ‘n sit down first! I can brew us some fresh chamomile tea, cause I overheards th gardener broughtm back some of the flowers in the harvest~

(her stature begins relying on the man in gray to support her up as her head droops down in dizziness. )

I just, got a simple request.

…

Sure…

Although truth be told he worried for the woman. A fear that she may burn herself greatly

A-are you sure you are capable to brew a cup of tea in this state?…perhaps I should make it instead…

There isn’t that much more in brewing up some tea than starting up the kettle anyways. Some hot water with some flowers, why- I oughta rid myself as a barmaid if I can’t get this done!

So don’t be so worried now. I’ll be fine.

I…

Um…

Im…just trying to help…

He said, he didn’t think he did anything remarkable for a compliment. He didn’t think he really did anything to deserve praise in that instance, he was just there…he didn’t embalm anyone or do a good job in anything he just…existed…he felt very confused at this, why compliment someone if they haven’t done anything?And sweetheart…that was a…unexpected thing to call him…

Phew... 's just, yer just the kindest guy... No one ever offered somethin like that before-EH?!!- Hold on. Yer face has gone all red!

Is everything alright? Ye aren’t dying are ya!?

He said trying to look around to find a mirror

Why is my face red I’m not ill!? I don’t feel hot!?!

He said in a panicked that his face is now a different color then it was supposed to be

‘If someone isn’t under sickness or a fever, then…’

!!- Thats it! I got just the solution to fix you up!

[ She staggered on her way to join him, but rather then pause to examine him- she-

-Oh uh. Hm.

She grabs the man in gray and shoves the opened bottle of whiskey directly down his mask. ]

After a few chugs like that, any drunkard would tell ya ish normal to go red!~

( a pause- that wasn’t the reaction she was expecting. She quickly takes out a clean rag and gently dabs the man in gray’s face. )

He groaned, he started to feel dizzy, like everything was moving and his groans starting to slur.

It hurtss…I-I-I um

He couldn’t think strait

I feel…weird…it feel like everything is kinda…looopy? Ow my fffffff-freaking face…

he said as he tried to go back to looking for a mask

Mmmmmmmmmmask I need a new…a new mmmmmmask…yea that…

( a few more daps on the face, making sure to dry the tears. )

Why don’t you put away your old mask first? The only liquor that can sting you now is that mask you got on.

He moves his head to the side trying to avoid her taking it off and holding her hand he looked a bit panicked dispite his drunken state

Itt must…stayy on…I just need…I need a new one…*groan*

( She reaches out her hand in an attempt to open his mask a little. It was a light attempt, no force was truly put into it for the man in gray’s comfort. )

( she tries to scan the area for any new masks, but given both her hands were occupied- it was hard. )

He said as he tried to move her hand but his limbs felt heavy and he kept missing only really grazing it, his eyes where still irritated and the dizziness wasn’t helping

( Giggles at the grazed attempts )

Howsabout dis? I’ll only take it off for a second. I know it’s getting hard to breathe when it’s all the stench of booze.

( She reaches closer - and closer, before patting the man in gray’s head rather then forcing the mask off. )

He said he seemed scared as he started to cry again

I doooont want to get innn trouble anyyymoreee…it hurtssss

…and thisss hurts toooooo…

If I take off off my mask, you won’t tell anyzone right

He said his speech slides, completely drunken at this point and just wanting the pain on his face to stop.

(She wipes a tear off his face before taking her hands away, giving more room for the man in gray. )

He said as he took off his mask. Under his face was clearly a bit red, although under his mouth right on his chin he had a huge scar that went all the way to his bottom lip. It was very much a rather strait cut.

Mmmmmm that feels…. Betterrrr….

He said he as rubbed around his mouth trying to get the feeling of burning to go away

No plaeeese don’t tell *hic* anyone about my face!

He started to not really understand what he was saying anymore just that it felt good to move his face more then he usually can without having to worry about his mask falling off

Well aren't you just Adonis in disguise. Hush, hush, I assure you man, I won't peep. Heck, I even guarantee by the morning I ain't remembering a thing! ( she takes a swig of the bottle to emphasize her point, popping off with a loud 'aah' )

Feels better doesn't it? To take that darn mask off. I mean, I kind of dig the new look there. Yer face looks nice as is! Except when your rubbing it red, that ain't good.

…

…

I miss when I didn’t have the scar on my f-face…μαμά…μαμά said I looked just as h-handsome as my πατέρας…

…

…

I miss my μαμά and πατέρας…but they are happy now…h-happy…without me…

Your... μαμά? πατέρας? ( A small confusion, feeling as if the word is rather unrecognizable to her ears. ) ...

…and not with me…

Hold on now, 'not with you'? Who went on and made you believe that?

...

If you tell me, I think thats a bunch of baloney! I mean... I ain't gonna tell you I know what happens after death. But, her plans up! She reunited with that special someone already... Whaddya think she plans on doing now? ... Baha! Well- of course theres only one thing left!- She is here, watching you with yer πατέρας! The proof is all here. [taps Gray's shirt, right above his heart]

He said as he grimaced

it hurts, it hurt and it aches! My throat! It’s so dry and burning! My eyes sting! I-I feel dizzy and my chest aches as my head thumps!

I-I don’t feel…good…

Oh GOD why dose it hurt! Everything HURTS!

He said his body started to rock, he gags on somthing for a while and then swallow

Oh god…I-I-

I feel like I-I’m going to hurl.

Oh- Uh ohh, bahaha! Now that ain't the feeling! Thats just the liquor!.. Hoh boy... But uh. From the looks of it, I reckon you aren't having the best experience.

[without a moment of hesitation, she dumps out the ice from her bucket and sets it right next to him.] Well, go on! If you feel like spilling more than just your heart, do it in here. Don't wanna make a mess out of yourself. [ Although she felt reluctant to leave Gray alone, she knew a simple purge would not ease his aches. With a nudge of the bucket, she stands up, wobbly. ]

I-I’ll be…HURK

He said his voiced was slured

Ammmmmmmmmmmm I alright?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

He hummed. The humming felt good on his burning lips as he licked them a bit seeing if the stinging would go away. The hand oh his back felt so nice…so soft…such a soft hand

He said trying to stand up on shaky legs, he looked like a small fawn trying to grasp its footing. He fell back down though before he was all the way up. Then something odd happened…he started giggling.

Oh-oh lord…I can’t stand…pffffff… I can’t stand! how unbecoming of me…!so unprofessional!

I-I can’t get up! I-I can’t see strait! My legs! They feel like jello! I do not like jello!

I-It feels! Ahahhaa! Weird! Stop stop! I-I can’t get up- I feel like…owwwwww

He said as he quickly grabbed the bucket again and hurled into it again. Sighing as he kept giggling.

I-hahahahaha don’t feeel good!

-- IN THE MEDICAL OFFICE --

Now…how long till I’m dead…Mrs.Dyer I hope you gave me a fast acting poison…I don’t taste anything…did you give me Thallium…god that’s a slow Mrsssssssssss-

He said,he wasn’t laughing when he said this, though his drunkenness he looked somewhat serious. He slumped down and then looked like he was Trina to raise his coffin repeatedly failing.

╬(⊕`﹏⊕) < "Not you... "

Aesop fell dead silent for a moment. A good long moment he laid completely still for a moment really really thinking hard.

T-thank you Mrs.Dwyer…

He said as his demeanor suddenly shifted to a much more alert and paranoid one in a instant.pursing his lips shut.

[ At the secrecy the man showed, Demi grew intrigued. She spun in her seat to meet the other. It wasn’t a moment longer before she grabbed the man in gray by his shoulders and shook him around as if he were a bottle of pop. ]

“ Whatwas’at??~! “

[ The bartender yanks the man close, wrapping her arm around the other’s shoulder ]

“ Was it ‘really ghosts? Really- reaallyy? Haha!! Come onn.. ya gotta tell me, lad!? Can’t hide anything for too long, ish.. it’s not good for ya!~ “> ੪(⊗◡.⊖´੪

[ With a playful smile, she pats the others chest as she urges the man to tell his secret. ]

“ Don’t be shy! Yer with meee now!~ /-‘n im soooo worthy/..~ Listen.. Hows’bout this? On the count of three, I’ll tell yerer my secret! *-hic!* My secret.. for yers? Eh~? “> ੪(>◡.⊖´੪

[ She nudges the man enticingly, but was quickly dragged off by a fed up doctor. Who knew what happened, but the next thing to see about the bartender was tape over her mouth. Emily guided the man in gray back to the bed and gently led his hands back over his mouth. ]

(Idv-ask-the-man-in-gray)

(OMG DEMI BLOG YASSS)

“ Ho- dayum! Ya scared me there lad! Whatsa guy like you doin all the way here, starin me to death like the grim reaper? Never seen a gal have fun?? ”

(She haphazardly shoves a bottle in the face of the man in grey. )

Oh…I-…I don’t understand how such things could be fun… He said, he tensed up again, pranking, swinging people around, he didn’t understand. That just seemed like a bother. (´⊗ゝ⊗`)<…I think we have very different definitions of fun… [PREV]

Uh oh... It ain't your cup of tea, ey? And here I thought all the boys in the manor were up for some good tomfoolery! Bah- *hic*- aha! Just goes ta show yerr really a special one out of the bunch!

( a burst of giggles escapes, and as the laughter dies down, a couple of light squeezes presses on the man in grays shoulder. )

Haa, nah nah- lad, I promise it's all in good fun! No need to feel so tense when your under 'm watch! ( a lighthearted sigh ) You call the shots here. I'm interested in you, 'n there ain't nothingg better than expanding my definitions of funs. So, spill it!

He said listing off the things on his finger he seemed to relax again thinking of such activities.

Oh-hoh, well now, I shoulda guessed! 'Course those would be your fun, yer the type of a man that aint for the socializing bits!- ( clinks the bottle to the top of her head ) -Pah!

There ain't nothing wrong with thems activities! But- er, uh...

He said, he seemed to be completely relaxed at this point, he was like soft putty. So soft, so lose. He seemed somewhat lucid.

some warm tea?... ( a pause as she daydreams )

Yeahaa.. actually, a nice cup ain’t soundin so bad. I don’t have the most tea type of drink out there in my hands, so whyss not— not..- you go on ‘n sit down first! I can brew us some fresh chamomile tea, cause I overheards th gardener broughtm back some of the flowers in the harvest~

(her stature begins relying on the man in gray to support her up as her head droops down in dizziness. )

I just, got a simple request.

…

Sure…

Although truth be told he worried for the woman. A fear that she may burn herself greatly

A-are you sure you are capable to brew a cup of tea in this state?…perhaps I should make it instead…

There isn’t that much more in brewing up some tea than starting up the kettle anyways. Some hot water with some flowers, why- I oughta rid myself as a barmaid if I can’t get this done!

So don’t be so worried now. I’ll be fine.

I…

Um…

Im…just trying to help…

He said, he didn’t think he did anything remarkable for a compliment. He didn’t think he really did anything to deserve praise in that instance, he was just there…he didn’t embalm anyone or do a good job in anything he just…existed…he felt very confused at this, why compliment someone if they haven’t done anything?And sweetheart…that was a…unexpected thing to call him…

Phew... 's just, yer just the kindest guy... No one ever offered somethin like that before-EH?!!- Hold on. Yer face has gone all red!

Is everything alright? Ye aren’t dying are ya!?

He said trying to look around to find a mirror

Why is my face red I’m not ill!? I don’t feel hot!?!

He said in a panicked that his face is now a different color then it was supposed to be

‘If someone isn’t under sickness or a fever, then…’

!!- Thats it! I got just the solution to fix you up!

[ She staggered on her way to join him, but rather then pause to examine him- she-

-Oh uh. Hm.

She grabs the man in gray and shoves the opened bottle of whiskey directly down his mask. ]

After a few chugs like that, any drunkard would tell ya ish normal to go red!~

( a pause- that wasn’t the reaction she was expecting. She quickly takes out a clean rag and gently dabs the man in gray’s face. )

He groaned, he started to feel dizzy, like everything was moving and his groans starting to slur.

It hurtss…I-I-I um

He couldn’t think strait

I feel…weird…it feel like everything is kinda…looopy? Ow my fffffff-freaking face…

he said as he tried to go back to looking for a mask

Mmmmmmmmmmask I need a new…a new mmmmmmask…yea that…

( a few more daps on the face, making sure to dry the tears. )

Why don’t you put away your old mask first? The only liquor that can sting you now is that mask you got on.

He moves his head to the side trying to avoid her taking it off and holding her hand he looked a bit panicked dispite his drunken state

Itt must…stayy on…I just need…I need a new one…*groan*

( She reaches out her hand in an attempt to open his mask a little. It was a light attempt, no force was truly put into it for the man in gray’s comfort. )

( she tries to scan the area for any new masks, but given both her hands were occupied- it was hard. )

He said as he tried to move her hand but his limbs felt heavy and he kept missing only really grazing it, his eyes where still irritated and the dizziness wasn’t helping

( Giggles at the grazed attempts )

Howsabout dis? I’ll only take it off for a second. I know it’s getting hard to breathe when it’s all the stench of booze.

( She reaches closer - and closer, before patting the man in gray’s head rather then forcing the mask off. )

He said he seemed scared as he started to cry again

I doooont want to get innn trouble anyyymoreee…it hurtssss

…and thisss hurts toooooo…

If I take off off my mask, you won’t tell anyzone right

He said his speech slides, completely drunken at this point and just wanting the pain on his face to stop.

(She wipes a tear off his face before taking her hands away, giving more room for the man in gray. )

He said as he took off his mask. Under his face was clearly a bit red, although under his mouth right on his chin he had a huge scar that went all the way to his bottom lip. It was very much a rather strait cut.

Mmmmmm that feels…. Betterrrr….

He said he as rubbed around his mouth trying to get the feeling of burning to go away

No plaeeese don’t tell *hic* anyone about my face!

He started to not really understand what he was saying anymore just that it felt good to move his face more then he usually can without having to worry about his mask falling off

Well aren't you just Adonis in disguise. Hush, hush, I assure you man, I won't peep. Heck, I even guarantee by the morning I ain't remembering a thing! ( she takes a swig of the bottle to emphasize her point, popping off with a loud 'aah' )

Feels better doesn't it? To take that darn mask off. I mean, I kind of dig the new look there. Yer face looks nice as is! Except when your rubbing it red, that ain't good.

…

…

I miss when I didn’t have the scar on my f-face…μαμά…μαμά said I looked just as h-handsome as my πατέρας…

…

…

I miss my μαμά and πατέρας…but they are happy now…h-happy…without me…

Your... μαμά? πατέρας? ( A small confusion, feeling as if the word is rather unrecognizable to her ears. ) ...

…and not with me…

Hold on now, 'not with you'? Who went on and made you believe that?

...

If you tell me, I think thats a bunch of baloney! I mean... I ain't gonna tell you I know what happens after death. But, her plans up! She reunited with that special someone already... Whaddya think she plans on doing now? ... Baha! Well- of course theres only one thing left!- She is here, watching you with yer πατέρας! The proof is all here. [taps Gray's shirt, right above his heart]

He said as he grimaced

it hurts, it hurt and it aches! My throat! It’s so dry and burning! My eyes sting! I-I feel dizzy and my chest aches as my head thumps!

I-I don’t feel…good…

Oh GOD why dose it hurt! Everything HURTS!

He said his body started to rock, he gags on somthing for a while and then swallow

Oh god…I-I-

I feel like I-I’m going to hurl.

Oh- Uh ohh, bahaha! Now that ain't the feeling! Thats just the liquor!.. Hoh boy... But uh. From the looks of it, I reckon you aren't having the best experience.

[without a moment of hesitation, she dumps out the ice from her bucket and sets it right next to him.] Well, go on! If you feel like spilling more than just your heart, do it in here. Don't wanna make a mess out of yourself. [ Although she felt reluctant to leave Gray alone, she knew a simple purge would not ease his aches. With a nudge of the bucket, she stands up, wobbly. ]

I-I’ll be…HURK

He said his voiced was slured

Ammmmmmmmmmmm I alright?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

He hummed. The humming felt good on his burning lips as he licked them a bit seeing if the stinging would go away. The hand oh his back felt so nice…so soft…such a soft hand

He said trying to stand up on shaky legs, he looked like a small fawn trying to grasp its footing. He fell back down though before he was all the way up. Then something odd happened…he started giggling.

Oh-oh lord…I can’t stand…pffffff… I can’t stand! how unbecoming of me…!so unprofessional!

I-I can’t get up! I-I can’t see strait! My legs! They feel like jello! I do not like jello!

I-It feels! Ahahhaa! Weird! Stop stop! I-I can’t get up- I feel like…owwwwww

He said as he quickly grabbed the bucket again and hurled into it again. Sighing as he kept giggling.

I-hahahahaha don’t feeel good!

-- IN THE MEDICAL OFFICE --

Now…how long till I’m dead…Mrs.Dyer I hope you gave me a fast acting poison…I don’t taste anything…did you give me Thallium…god that’s a slow Mrsssssssssss-

He said,he wasn’t laughing when he said this, though his drunkenness he looked somewhat serious. He slumped down and then looked like he was Trina to raise his coffin repeatedly failing.

╬(⊕`﹏⊕) < "Not you... "

Aesop fell dead silent for a moment. A good long moment he laid completely still for a moment really really thinking hard.

T-thank you Mrs.Dwyer…

He said as his demeanor suddenly shifted to a much more alert and paranoid one in a instant.pursing his lips shut.

@idv-ask-the-showman

he complimented her full-heartedly. but did not take him long before he get to the point that made him come looking for her “anyway~… I heard your drinks can go from light ones to PRETTY STRONG ONES!! soooo~ I have been wondering if you can make me the strongest drink you can make!!”

he holds one of the empty glasses on the table next to him and moves it around “you see, I am a ghost as everyone knows, and even tho I can still taste alcohol just fine… it seems now I hardly get drunk and would have to drink many MANY Shots to get at least a little bit drunk!! I know it may sound a good thing but I miss feeling the effect of wine and alcohol and get my mind off trouble some matters”

Ditch the shot glass. And the Jiggers.