A Bunch of Booze Loving Characters
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Gallagher
A Rimuru Tempest Cocktail for the slime, sake for the moss-head, and whatever poison that woman's chugging... This ain't a charity, folks.
Rimuru
Good thing I'm able to dial down my poison resistance....
Spectre
Another...! *Hic*... And stop pretending you can't spot a fellow survivor when you see one... barkeep!
Gallagher
Five mugs of my strongest brew. You're either immortal or have a death wish.
Rimuru
In Tempest, we drink... we drink... what do we drink again? *Drunk Spectre cackles in the back*
Zoro
Swords. We drink with swords... Not whatever this *Hic* weak stuff is...
Gallagher
Alright- LAST CALL! Time to settle up, you three Alchaholics.
Gallagher
Seventeen mugs, one cocktail, and whatever damage the moss-head's drooling caused. Who's paying?
Rimuru
Wait what?! I thought this was a welcoming party for interdimensional travelers!
Spectre
I spent my last coin on this round. Anyone else got... creative payment methods?
Zoro
I could carve the payment into the counter. Three-sword style discount?
Gallagher
Tempting. But I prefer my furniture intact. Got anything else to wager, or does someone wash dishes?
Rimuru
I could... I could regenerate into a dishwasher? Maybe?
Gallagher
Penacony Midnight. One pull, debts gone. But drinker's choice who goes first.
Spectre
Smells like liquid starlight and poor decisions. I'm definitely tasting this.
Zoro
Touch that bottle again and lose the hand, pinkie.
Rimuru
Maybe we could... share? Three sips each? I've dissolved worse things in my slime form!
Spectre
Sweetheart, this isn't tea time. One throat, one pull, one survivor.
Gallagher
Bottle's been collecting dust since your universes existed. It's not getting any younger while you all posture.
Rimuru
Those are... actual nebulas? In a bottle? What kind of alcohol creates pocket universes?
Spectre
The kind that kills mortals and makes immortals wish they were dead. Finally, a drink worth dying for.
Zoro
My captain would love this. Idiot collects weird drinks like trophies.
Spectre
For the Empire that made me, for the master who died for me, for every night I survived—this one's for you.
Gallagher
Once opened, it must be finished. House rules. No half-measures with Penacony Midnight.
Zoro
At least she dies like a warrior. Better than washing dishes.
Spectre
Tastes like... revenge served cold in the void between worlds. Perfect.
Rimuru
Her eyes are literally becoming starfields! Should we stop her?
Gallagher
She's earned her debts dissolved. Question is—who's brave enough to catch her when reality comes crashing back?
Spectre
Well. That was... educational. The universe tastes like regret and cinnamon.
Gallagher
Debts dissolved. Though I should mention—the hangover lasts approximately three centuries. Give or take a decade.
Rimuru
On the bright side, you'll have plenty of time to teach me that three-sword drinking technique, Zoro.
Zoro
Next round's on her. Assuming she remembers her own name by then.