#hunterjack

I’ve had this for months now and I don’t plan on finishing but thought you guys would appreciate it anyway. So-

Sai’s been slowly making his way through the city, searching for any sign of the group that had left the police station a few days earlier. As much as he keeps telling himself it’s not worth it, that he may never find them, that maybe he doesn’t really want to, something in him keeps pushing forward.

It’s not just something; it’s never been in you to quit. You know that.

The closest he’d ever come to just giving up had been after the accident that took Laney and Malie from him. He hadn’t thought it possible to go on without them -- he certainly hadn’t wanted to -- but here he is, not quite living but still functioning. 

Barely.

So demons and hellfire are nothing to him. 

He passes his fair share of gruesome sights and creatures as he nears Penn Station, and he’s glad for the first time that Malie isn’t here. He’d never want her to see the nightmare that life on Earth has become. She’s much better off with her mother and the angels, dancing forever in the stars.

Sai is so lost in his thoughts of his daughter that he doesn’t realize he’s reached the train station until he’s quite literally standing in front of it. There’s no one around that he can see or hear, but the space is huge. There could be hundreds of people inside, and he’d never know it from out here. Still, he’s cautious as he enters, steps light and eyes and ears wide open. He’s seen enough horror movies to know that what he’s about to do is a Bad Idea, but again, it’s the apocalypse. Everything’s different now.

He clears his throat... and then calls out.

“Hello? Anybody here?”

Dear Drinkers; we grow ever closer to the point in our month where we do our best to drive back that which stands behind the mortal veil. When we're not capable of accomplishing that task, we're in need of someone like today's honoree.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

It's Hunterjack!

What this Van Hellsing-esque Virtuoso does best is rid the land of what she feels are supernatural horrors and threats to those who are safely ignorant of the dangers in the darkness, and exactly what it is that went bump in the night. For her tireless efforts; The Pony Keg feels she deserves to be honored.

A Hunterjack

Ingredients:

2oz Fireball Cinnamon Whiskey.

6oz Strongbow Original Cider

1oz agave syrup

Dash of Lime Juice

Dash of Lemon Juice

Chilled Collins Glass

Special Equipment:

None! you can make A Hunterjack without any special tools.

Making a Hunterjack:

Put ingredients into glass.

Stir, gently, so as not to over-agitate the Cider. Stir until Agave Syrup has fully dissolved.

Drink!

You've just finished making a Hunterjack!

The heat of this drink calls into memory the honoree's predilection to "Kill It With Fire". It also provides a welcome warmth as the weather turns colder. The crispness of the cider is offset by the agave's sweetness; all of which is balanced by the acidity of the citrus juices.