I've been working on a cocktail called grounds for divorce

Edy #nofilter "Oh." Edy practically grunted, pouting out her bottom lip and looking at the cat with a new found respect. "Alright. Well here's to you Chunk." She said cheersing the cat as she raised her glass to her lips once agin. Absolutely horrified by the story Vai was telling, Edy suddenly felt hundreds of tiny legs (or not so tiny ones, apparently) crawling over her skin. With a shiver, Edy ran her hands down her arms cringing slightly at the thought of finding a spider in her drink. Then again, a drink big enough to hold a kitten might be worth it.... ...on second though, no. No it definitely wouldn't. "So–" The teenager chirped, spinning and meaning to pour them another round. Apparently someone had spilled something on the floor however (not Edy of course), and the teenager lost her footing. Crashing down behind the bar with a thud, Edy felt her elbow give an angry twang as she landed on, subsequently cutting it on a small piece of glass. "Sonofa–" She snarled, grabbing the bar to stand. Glaring down and crinkling her nose, Edy tried to stretch her arm out slightly but felt her muscles tighten defensively. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Were the rules the same in this fucking place? No healing for the magical dark ones? Reaching out into her unfamiliar spring of magic, Edy clamoured onto a feeling she knew well. Or she'd once known well. Here, who knew what her destruction magic would do. As waves of lifedrain filtered towards Vai, Edy could feel the pain beginning to lessen in her elbow.