MASOCHISTIC LION

Lestat fiddled with the glass of wine in his hand, a poor substitute of what he really wanted to be drinking, but he was already used to put out his natural instinct to blend a bit more in society, which in return most times led to a wonderful meal for him to enjoy. But upon hearing the words as he walked by, he stopped on the spot and looked at him and frowned. “And why in the world would you drink animal’s blood?” He rolled his eyes. “Ugh, perfect. Another Louis.”

Bond paced himself around, a tall glass of vodka martini in his hand, then on his way past an area with a sign that read something about potions on it he spotted an incredibly handsome, and very pale man standing there, apparently fiddling with some of the ingredients. “I’m not usually one to judge, but I think that’s the kind of drink I’d definitely not take from you.” He looked at the man when he turned to see him and smiled. “I meant the blood. What you cooking there might just change my mind.”

As he looked over the bottles to think of what to make when he heard someone speaking to him, looking up to see someone dressed in a fine tailored suit, drink in hand and hair in perfect place. Edward grinned before nodding “I don’t think many would want to drink blood, unless they were like me of course” he joked before grabbing the vodka “What would you suggest for a drink?”

Teddy, or Hulking, laughed before taking a sip of his own drink. “You should definitely try sticking to the alcohol tonight, my pale friend. I think that’ll work better for you,” he grinned, before raising his glass to the vampire.

Harry grabbed a glass for himself but didn’t pour anything into it yet. “Yeah, it’s pretty weird that we’re actually being given alcohol at a school event,” he said as he looked everything over. He ended up choosing to ladle some punch into his glass and tasted it before adding some more. “You might like this. It’s at least kind of the color of blood. I bet booze would go well in it, too.”

The Mandalorian was just preparing himself a drink when the pale man came up next to him and made the unusual statement. It was good that he his mask hid his reaction. “Alcohol is bad for the senses.” He held up his cranberry juice. “Juice is better.” 

Glancing briefly at the person next to him before doing a double take to see him in armor, frowning a little before nodding “I guess you’re right but one or two won’t effect me like that” he grabbed some cranberry juice “But I’m open to trying new things” pouring a cup full before sipping it, not getting any flavor from it.

“Animal blood!?” Puss gasped, standing back at the ready with her sword drawn. “Come no closer animal drinker!”

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Looking over to the creature before him, he chuckled “You don’t need to worry, when I say animal blood, I mean something like elk or cougar if need be” he shrugged “I don’t feed on cats”

“Well isn’t that gastly.”  Satine teased lightly, unable to prevent a comment like that as it floated her way.  Still her eyes were going to flicker down the others body as they took in the sight of them,  Satine’s rather short dress still sparkling under the lights even here as she sipped at her martini with a smirk dancing along her lips. “Personally I’d go for the birthday cake vodka. It’s rather delightful. Smells exactly like your happiness memories and sets you up for some rather..intense fun later, if you care to indulge.” A gloved hair pointed out as she waved it towards the booze in question. “ Though a handsome man like yourself should be wary, there’s a someone dressed as a vampire hunter wandering around those parts. I’d hate to see you take a stake to the heart. Least of all before I see a few other fun images involing you.” 

Harry grimaced at the mention of animals’ blood. “That doesn’t sound too appetizing,” he said as he looked over all of the ingredients to choose from. “If you’re feeling on edge, alcohol would probably do the trick, though. Big party stressing you out?”