Portal closure preplay

[cocktailwarrior]

"Right," Mona said. "So we're mixing mezcal, bloodwine, ketchup, chocolate milk, and pickle juice. In mason jars."

She did not envy the people volunteering to drink this cocktail. She'd seen a lot of crazy stuff in her years as a bartender -- she'd done a lot of it herself, even -- but this was perhaps the weirdest.

"Good luck to all of you."

[Minor OCD below will be removed in post, I wanted to give you all room to have to talk each other into drinking this sucker as needed]

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Re: Actually closing the portal

[atreideslioness]

Ah yes, this was why Ghanima had occasionally allowed herself to be affected by alcohol. It was a strange, though not terrible, sensation, and at the moment she rather missed sipping sake with Shunsui. That would be a far more preferable a situation for intoxication, rather than...this.

She was rather sure she could still taste that sludge, though there was none in her mouth.

"Close," she murmured, taking her Dune Tarot out of her skirts, beginning to flip and shuffle the cards as a concentration aide, letting both the alcohol and all the whispers of prescience flow through her. "It is time to sleep, now. To rest. Close and be gone."