"Not the liveliest party, is it?" Alastor asked as he casually swirled his glass of...well, it wasn't champagne but close enough. "But given the situation, I suppose it can't be helped. Still, makes one long for a good old Nawlins funeral."
Anyone who knew anything about New Orleans knew that the funerals they held there were rather unique: lots of parading around with energetic music. One last bright send-off to the dead before they were interred in the local cemetary.
Astral Echoes: Cordelia's Tower
He wasn't exactly thrilled to be back here so soon. He sorely missed his microphone cane even if it had been useless. It was a part of his very soul after all.
Still, they had a shard to find.
"Shall we split up or stay together?" he asked his companion. "Your choice."
Alastor | Hazbin Hotel | Sylph
"Not the liveliest party, is it?" Alastor asked as he casually swirled his glass of...well, it wasn't champagne but close enough. "But given the situation, I suppose it can't be helped. Still, makes one long for a good old Nawlins funeral."
Anyone who knew anything about New Orleans knew that the funerals they held there were rather unique: lots of parading around with energetic music. One last bright send-off to the dead before they were interred in the local cemetary.
Astral Echoes: Cordelia's Tower
He wasn't exactly thrilled to be back here so soon. He sorely missed his microphone cane even if it had been useless. It was a part of his very soul after all.
Still, they had a shard to find.
"Shall we split up or stay together?" he asked his companion. "Your choice."
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