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Dagon wanted a drinking buddy. He held the whiskey and the glasses in a basket he drug along with a shapeshifted tail. He had knocked on a few doors with the offer, and had been turned down more than once. That was fine. He was persistent and just wanted a buddy... They didn't have to become friends. "Hello."  He knocked on the door, unsure who's house this was. "Hello?"

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  Even though she had a cabin, she didn't spend a lot of time in there. It was more of a huge storage closet than anything. She dressed it up like Ace's front room cafe, trying to shine just a sliver of light into her past life to remember who she is. ... Who she... was... anyways. The room was constantly dark and cold. She never had the lights on and she never lit a fire. She had no purpose to. She was outside most of the time in the cold anyways.

  The small crow was resting on the roof of the house when someone came rasping at her door. Wait what? How did people know she lived here? Or was Dimitri finally sick of living in a house by himself and came to claim another one? Rude. He didn't even submit a roommate application. Crystal opened her eyes, slowly standing up. She stretched slightly before walking over to the wooden cliff. She huffed, rolling here eyes. What do you want, Dimitri? She called down at him, annoyed her nap had been disturbed.

"SPEECH"

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Dagon took a step back, looking up at the roof, then down at himself as she said Dimitri's name. "Oh. Hang on......" His words were slightly slurred, evident he had already drank some today. He sighed, fur losing it's white marks and eyes turning pure black. "It's Dagon. I'm... one of Dimitri's personalities. I'm looking for a drinking buddy... I got whiskey, man."
Cry? Was that her name. Yeah. The bird. He wasn't sure. His mind was too dulled already.

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  What the hell... Cry blinked, her face twisted into disgust. Was he high or something? Who the hell was Dagon? Multiple personalities ... wasn't that like the thing that beginning artists and writers used as an excuse to make their supposed cute characters evil and murderous. Like. The Jekyll and Hyde thing. She never thought she would meet someone with it. Her brother could hear voices, yeah but that's because there was physically something inside of him, talking to him. They... got along fine, thankfully. Cry became fairly close acquaintances with Japonica eventually, but it took a lot of time over both of them swearing their line for Synthesis was safer and better for him. Ultimately they were fighting for the same cause and only hurting her brother in the first place, so they both cooled their jets.

  The crow clicked her beak. Her crest puffed up before relaxing, weighing her options. One one hand, free alcohol. On the other hand. ... Dimitri. Or... Not dimitri? Ugh this hurt her brain. She didn't like thinking she liked acting. The crow sighed, shutting her eyes. Fine. She took a deep breath, held it a few seconds, exhaled, and opened her eyes. So why are you coming to me? She called back down, defensive. It wasn't every day someone showed up to her house.

"SPEECH"

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The alter’s head tilted in confusion as her own mixture of confusion and disgust was on the bird face. "We figured everyone knew by now, either by the announcement or word of... word of mouth.” Dagon gave a lazy, dulled smile. "That’s alright.... I can fill you in on the details if you go ahead and drink with me....” The smile continued.
"I’m not... looking for anyone in particular. I just want someone to drink with. Don’t think this makes us friends.”

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  Oh great. So there was the asshole everyone knew and loved. Self centered prick. What makes you think I want to know your sob story? The crow threw back, snarling. Way to throw words into her mouth like that. Your not the only prick that had a "tragic backstory" or whatever. Get over yourself! Her tail feathers flicked up, her eyes sharp.

  There are so many things she could be doing with her time right now. Reading. Sleeping. Origami (she loved doing that with her mother). ... S-sleeping... Okay so maybe she didn't have a lot to do at the moment, but she'd rather spend it doing anything else than with a self centered snob like Dimi-... Dagon.

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....bitch? Yeah. They definitely wouldn’t be friends. Dagon just wanted something- someone to drink with. Yeah. Someone. He meant someone. "Don’t every fucker in this town have some... some fucking tragic backstory around here?” He raised an invisible brow, tail flicking back and forth. "Betcha even Atbash does. No... no fucker is that calm normally. Or... fuck. I don’t know.” Maybe he should just move to the next house. This wasn’t gonna go anywhere. Maybe he needed another shot. ”I didn’t say a fucking thing about telling ya my past.... just answer any questions if ya had any. Fuck me for being nice or whatever I guess.”

He was too sober for this wasn’t he? Maybe he should- no. He’d already thought that. He flopped onto his stomach, shapeshifting his paw to start pouring whiskey. "We don’t... have to talk, bird. Just drink and be fucking merry...”

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  Cry huffed. Wow. What a wuss. She shut her eyes, puffing up and squaring her shoulders. It was better to be hated than get attached. She just brought danger and trouble everywhere she went, anyways, so it was safer this way. At least back home, she only had to protect Synthesis. And for the most part, he could take care of himself. Her two parents could literally bounce back from anything they were thrown against due to their liquidous nature. Lotus and Willow could both singlehandedly server her ass back to her if they felt like it, so no need to worry about them. Everyone that she got close to had to prove their worth to her. Was that a lonely way of living? Yeah. It really was. She spends aching hours... days.. years alone. Doing absolutely nothing but watching. It got depressing after a while.

  The crow huffed, visibly deflating. Bags were under her eyes. She blinked owlishly before opening her wings and taking a step off the roof of the house. She cushioned her fall and landed beside Dagon. She stared up at him for a few minutes before breaking. She sighed, looking absolutely defeated. She reached up, deciding to take the offered drink. Not one word. She warned. This was a sign of weakness. This was disgusting.

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He worked on pouring a glass for her as she hopped down, putting the glass down near her. He briefly wondered how she would drink out of it. She imagined her sticking her head in the glass and that was pretty funny to him for some reason. 

When she locked gazes with him, Dagon straightened a little. He became defensive and didn’t like her stare. That’s fine. He just had to keep it up. When she broke, he tapped on the glass with her drink in it, then started lapping out of his own.

You don’t have a lot of friends, do ya, bird?

That was a fucking shame though. He liked talking sometimes.

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  cry reached over, taking hold of the mug handle with one of her talons before throwing the mug back, downing half of the cup in one gulp. She slammed it back down into the ground, grimacing at the taste. She shivered as she could feel the drug mix into her blood stream, calming her fiery nerves and numbing her brain. She sighed, releasing her hold on the mug before sitting down. Her feathers flopped onto the snowy ground, her legs spread out in front of her. She looked absolutely defeated. She shut her milky eyes, taking her signature deep breaths before turning up to d... daaagon... Okay, she pulled her mug closer to her, staring down at the golden liquid, I'm ready. You can talk now if you want.

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