Wow, I love how you derived all of that from a simple suggestion. Couldn't imagine anyone wanting to work WITH you enough to make any of that happen, so clearly that was a fun bit of mediocrity you created.
But getting a chance for 'my subjects' to hear tunes from the past decades instead of the modern, hosted by someone with class and style and knowledge of the music? Eh, guess you're right. Must be imagining things myself!
Truly, you would be very surprised to know just how many offers I receive for such things. Every new demon that used to be a "podcaster" in the living world wants the chance to make a name for themselves by adding me as a guest.
If you were to tune in at the right moments you would hear the songs I sing myself as the openers and closers for my show, thank you very much. But I built my brand on killing and devouring people live on air. Why should I mess with the formula?
Then why are you so insistent I take up your inane suggestions? You are making zero sense whatsoever. Are you speaking of the orders for the flowers that needed to be placed for our little banquet? That has already been taken care of. As has the mailing of the invites and the catering.
[ This is why he doesn't deal with sinners. Charlie, he can understand what you see in some of them, but this one? Sigh. ]
She wants me to go through the two rooms we've been using for storage of the older items of the hotel.
[ Those two storage rooms had been packed in a hurry during the build of the new hotel. A significant mix of furniture, papers, paintings, and other assorted items that had been salvaged from the rubble of the ruins of the old. ]
[ Alastor's uses far outweigh his eccentricities. Why else would Charlie be willing to overlook his literal murder tower slapped onto the side of the hotel? ]
That will not be necessary, as I have already told Charlie. There is nothing of great importance in those rooms and we already have plenty ever since our remodel, do we not?
[ Alastor still hadn't the chance to go through what was in there exactly. He needed to make sure nothing incriminating on himself had been salvaged from the destruction of his original radio tower. ]
[ Is it too late for Alastor to try the Jedi mind trick he keeps seeing young sinners try to emulate? No? Well, he could still use some clever wording all the same. ]
Worry not your pretty LITTLE head, your majesty. I will not touch a thing in those rooms.
[ His shadow, however, was very much capable of destroying what it needed to in order to keep his secrets safe. ]
[ Lucifer doesn't trust Alastor even an inch. He's heading down to the storage rooms, thinking Alastor will throw out things that are THEIR family's, nothing for him to touch! ]
Go deal with your own shit and be useful. I'm not dealing with your crap today on top of everything else.
[ Besides, he doesn't want someone else in the room while he goes through the last of the old hotel. There's a lot of memories that remain from before Charlie took up residence there and he knows it will be... difficult. ]
[Not if Alastor's shadow gets there first and subtly starts sifting through items. Looking for anything and everything that may relate to Alastor.]
I know you believe yourself to be the hotel's big savior, but do not forget who was here first. I have been more useful in this single day alone than you have since the opening of the original oteration of this hotel.
[When the shadow signals to Alastor that it found something tucked away in a corner, he teleports himself to the room in question to distract the short king so they could extract it safely.]
And no. I will not be "backing off" until I am satisfied that the job is done correctly.
[ Alastor is getting rapidly on Lucifer's last nerve today. He knew he shouldn't have anything about what Charlie had asked of him and yet he said it anyway like a total idiot! Argh! Between one step and the next, he appears from a portal in the hallway just outside of the 'storage' rooms, face focused on the phone. ]
The hotel wouldn't be here if I hadn't shown up you pompous pea brain, but YOU'RE the one who keeps bringing it up
[ But the text wouldn't be sent as Lucifer quite literally steps right into Alastor, not expecting anyone to be in this exact spot. ]
UNF! [ With a stagger back, phone falling from his hands in his flail to catch his balance. ]
[ Alastor's eyes glow a bright crimson in the dim room as he summons a tentacle to catch the King of Hell and a second to snatch up the dropped phone. With the buzz of radio feedback, he reads over Lucifer's last little hurrah that had gone unsent thanks to his little tumble. ]
"A pompous pea brain", am I? Well, I am afraid to ask what that makes the literal Embodiment of Pride.
[ Head tilting to the side, the tentacle that had caught Lucifer gives the demon a none too gentle squeeze as it deposits him on his feet and gives his jacket a few pats to smooth out any wrinkles. Never the mind should any of the tentacle's fluids smear on the pristine white coat. ]
[ It all happens so quickly that he's caught in those tentacles before he can catch himself, but he has those seconds while Alastor reads out his unsent text caught within them. His nostrils flare at the invasion of privacy, going to squirm when he's squeezed, briefly stealing his breath away. When the tentacle goes away, he scowls and pulls on his coat-
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He looks down at his hand and his lip wrinkles as he feels the goo. Oh. Oh. Ew. Sinners are disgusting!
With a reach out, trying to grab his phone off the other, he snaps. ] Give that BACK, you walking hentai monster.
[ Oh yes, he knows. Wouldn't have said anything if there isn't tenta-goo on his coat! ]
heheheeh good cause i'm having so much fun with him being a prick rn
[ Ahhh, but he couldn't help the giddy elation he feels rushing through his system as Lucifer squirms and flares his nostrils. He wonders if the King has ever met someone with the audacity Alastor exhibited on the daily in his presence. Like the short jokes, it made Alastor giggle to himself getting these sorts of reactions from the demon before him.
Hence why when the hand reached for what rightfully belonged to Lucifer, Alastor held it over his head to play keep away. ]
So desperate for this little device that you have forgotten all of your manners? Tsk tsk tsk. That is most unbecoming of a king, is it not?
[ Though the hentai monster comment goes a little over Alastor's head. He knows it has something to do with his tentacles, but what exactly it means escapes him. ]
[ If Alastor is going to play that game, then so will Lucifer. He's respected Alastor's general 'no touch' rule (despite the fact the demon doesn't respect it for anyone else) over all thus far, other than he's been ready to murder him half the time, but nope! Not anymore! ]
You damn well know what I mean!
[ His wings sweep out in a heart beat and he leaps up for the phone, practically climbing Alastor in the process. ]
[ Ok. Props to Lucifer for actually managing to surprise Alastor. No one has dared cross that final line with the Radio Demon thanks to his intimidating threats of bodily harm, but now. ]
[ The sound he makes is barely human as he attempts to throw the little king off himself, a mixture of radio static, microphone feedback and the hissing of a thousand snakes. Overreacting? Maybe. But this is Alastor. Overreacting is his middle name so he pins Lucifer right into the nearest wall and holds him there, the phone forgotten. ]
[ SEE? Hypocrite! Fine with manhandling him with tentacles but can't deal with a little touch himself.
But the absolute racket Alastor makes is brutal on the ears, making Lucifer wince before he gets the 'fun' of being slammed into and pinned against the wall. The six wings spread to either side of him, he grits his teeth before smirking at Alastor, their faces eye-level thanks to his leap up. ]
Aww, is the big bad Radio Demon scared of a little touch when he's being an ass?
[ At least the tentacles were merely an extension of himself. The touch muted so he couldn't actually experience any sensations one to one with them. They were a safe way to interact with someone when he needed to.
Usually. ]
I do not fear anything. Certainly not a pint sized little clown calling himself a king.
[ He snarled, the overlay of his voice having calmed as he kept Lucifer's wrists pinned to the wall over his head. Still, his eyes burn black and his lips pull into a snarling grin. Fuck just how much time did his shadow need to get everything? ]
Just imagine a clone and the shadow have been chilling in the storage room waiting for them to chill
[ Look at that, Alastor giving him an in! Lucifer, if he wanted to free himself, could do so without much difficulty, but now there was something intriguing hanging in front of him. So he grinned right back. ]
Oh? Then prove it. [ His chin came up, jaw angled, a picture of Pride as he hung in Alastor's grasp. He knew Alastor wouldn't be able to meet that kind of challenge without violence, only proving his point. ]
[His lips curled into a sneer as he dug his claws harder into Lucifer's wrists until they sank into the shadows. Once Alastor pulled his hands away, the shadows solidified in order to keep the king trapped in place.]
And how do you suggest I do that? [He asked. Voice condescending but no longer with the edge that tended to drive some demons insane. Propping a hand next to the king's head, he traced the tip of a claw down the front of his vest.] Like this?
[ What the...? Lucifer tilted his head back to look up at his hands, figuring out what Alastor did to him. His brows knit together before he looked back to Alastor, frowning as he pulled against the shadows, testing lightly on the bonds. Alright, actually a little surprised on that. Bit more surprised when Alastor reached out and touched him, but not totally. ]
That's not what you're afraid of. You touch people all the time, regardless if they want it or not. [ Even if his chest arched up a hair into the light touch. ]
[That was far from being the only trick Alastor had up his sleeves when it came to his control over shadows. When he sees Lucifer straining against the bonds, a glint shines in his luminous eyes.]
I have my reasons for keeping physical contact one-sided. Initiating touch is something I can control. Guiding someone's hands where is and is not safe. [Not that Lucifer had much use of his hands at the moment. When the blond arches into the touch, he flattens his palm over his heart.] You seem to want me to touch you quite a lot, majesty. Is thay why you are so antagonistic towards me?
[ The insinuation in Alastor's words made Lucifer's nostrils flare, a scowl taking over the smug grin as his eyes narrowed. ]
Like hell. You can get your dirty little shadows off me right now, sinner. His wings gave a partial flap in, briefly surging him upward against the shadows and putting a strain on the dark magic. The body might be small, but the strength in it was something else. ]
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But getting a chance for 'my subjects' to hear tunes from the past decades instead of the modern, hosted by someone with class and style and knowledge of the music? Eh, guess you're right. Must be imagining things myself!
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If you were to tune in at the right moments you would hear the songs I sing myself as the openers and closers for my show, thank you very much. But I built my brand on killing and devouring people live on air. Why should I mess with the formula?
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But, fine, fine. As you were.
I have some chores Charlie needs done as it is, so I best be off~
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You are making zero sense whatsoever.
Are you speaking of the orders for the flowers that needed to be placed for our little banquet? That has already been taken care of. As has the mailing of the invites and the catering.
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She wants me to go through the two rooms we've been using for storage of the older items of the hotel.
[ Those two storage rooms had been packed in a hurry during the build of the new hotel. A significant mix of furniture, papers, paintings, and other assorted items that had been salvaged from the rubble of the ruins of the old. ]
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That will not be necessary, as I have already told Charlie. There is nothing of great importance in those rooms and we already have plenty ever since our remodel, do we not?
[ Alastor still hadn't the chance to go through what was in there exactly. He needed to make sure nothing incriminating on himself had been salvaged from the destruction of his original radio tower. ]
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If you TOUCH anything in either of those rooms, the radio really will die. There's a reason she asked me to go through them and not you.
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Worry not your pretty LITTLE head, your majesty. I will not touch a thing in those rooms.
[ His shadow, however, was very much capable of destroying what it needed to in order to keep his secrets safe. ]
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Go deal with your own shit and be useful. I'm not dealing with your crap today on top of everything else.
[ Besides, he doesn't want someone else in the room while he goes through the last of the old hotel. There's a lot of memories that remain from before Charlie took up residence there and he knows it will be... difficult. ]
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I know you believe yourself to be the hotel's big savior, but do not forget who was here first. I have been more useful in this single day alone than you have since the opening of the original oteration of this hotel.
[When the shadow signals to Alastor that it found something tucked away in a corner, he teleports himself to the room in question to distract the short king so they could extract it safely.]
And no. I will not be "backing off" until I am satisfied that the job is done correctly.
Let me know if this doesn't work for you!
The hotel wouldn't be here if I hadn't shown up you pompous pea brain, but YOU'RE the one who keeps bringing it up
[ But the text wouldn't be sent as Lucifer quite literally steps right into Alastor, not expecting anyone to be in this exact spot. ]
UNF! [ With a stagger back, phone falling from his hands in his flail to catch his balance. ]
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"A pompous pea brain", am I? Well, I am afraid to ask what that makes the literal Embodiment of Pride.
[ Head tilting to the side, the tentacle that had caught Lucifer gives the demon a none too gentle squeeze as it deposits him on his feet and gives his jacket a few pats to smooth out any wrinkles. Never the mind should any of the tentacle's fluids smear on the pristine white coat. ]
That entire post made me cackle!
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He looks down at his hand and his lip wrinkles as he feels the goo. Oh. Oh. Ew. Sinners are disgusting!
With a reach out, trying to grab his phone off the other, he snaps. ] Give that BACK, you walking hentai monster.
[ Oh yes, he knows. Wouldn't have said anything if there isn't tenta-goo on his coat! ]
heheheeh good cause i'm having so much fun with him being a prick rn
Hence why when the hand reached for what rightfully belonged to Lucifer, Alastor held it over his head to play keep away. ]
So desperate for this little device that you have forgotten all of your manners? Tsk tsk tsk. That is most unbecoming of a king, is it not?
[ Though the hentai monster comment goes a little over Alastor's head. He knows it has something to do with his tentacles, but what exactly it means escapes him. ]
XDDDDD
[ SERIOUSLY? Playing keep away?! Grow up! ]
Manners suggest that if you pick up someone's phone, you don't go reading it- and you give it back!
[ No wonder Charlie wants to whap both of them any time they're in the same space for long. ]
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[ He absolutely will continue acting like a 12 year old, jerking the phone up and down so the phone stays juuuuuuust out of Lucifer's reach. ]
Ah ah ahhhh, not until you say the magic word, my king.
[ Lucky for the both of them, Charlie is away and what she doesn't know won't hurt her. ]
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You damn well know what I mean!
[ His wings sweep out in a heart beat and he leaps up for the phone, practically climbing Alastor in the process. ]
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[ The sound he makes is barely human as he attempts to throw the little king off himself, a mixture of radio static, microphone feedback and the hissing of a thousand snakes. Overreacting? Maybe. But this is Alastor. Overreacting is his middle name so he pins Lucifer right into the nearest wall and holds him there, the phone forgotten. ]
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But the absolute racket Alastor makes is brutal on the ears, making Lucifer wince before he gets the 'fun' of being slammed into and pinned against the wall. The six wings spread to either side of him, he grits his teeth before smirking at Alastor, their faces eye-level thanks to his leap up. ]
Aww, is the big bad Radio Demon scared of a little touch when he's being an ass?
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Usually. ]
I do not fear anything. Certainly not a pint sized little clown calling himself a king.
[ He snarled, the overlay of his voice having calmed as he kept Lucifer's wrists pinned to the wall over his head. Still, his eyes burn black and his lips pull into a snarling grin. Fuck just how much time did his shadow need to get everything? ]
Just imagine a clone and the shadow have been chilling in the storage room waiting for them to chill
Oh? Then prove it. [ His chin came up, jaw angled, a picture of Pride as he hung in Alastor's grasp. He knew Alastor wouldn't be able to meet that kind of challenge without violence, only proving his point. ]
Right tho?? Just eating popcorn watching the show
And how do you suggest I do that? [He asked. Voice condescending but no longer with the edge that tended to drive some demons insane. Propping a hand next to the king's head, he traced the tip of a claw down the front of his vest.] Like this?
popcorn.gif and chatting XDDDD
That's not what you're afraid of. You touch people all the time, regardless if they want it or not. [ Even if his chest arched up a hair into the light touch. ]
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I have my reasons for keeping physical contact one-sided. Initiating touch is something I can control. Guiding someone's hands where is and is not safe. [Not that Lucifer had much use of his hands at the moment. When the blond arches into the touch, he flattens his palm over his heart.] You seem to want me to touch you quite a lot, majesty. Is thay why you are so antagonistic towards me?
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Like hell. You can get your dirty little shadows off me right now, sinner. His wings gave a partial flap in, briefly surging him upward against the shadows and putting a strain on the dark magic. The body might be small, but the strength in it was something else. ]
Or I'll make sure you regret it.
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Clone: "Think they'll ever get along?" (also sorry on late tag! been crazy busy @_@)
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In which Luci does a blep.
omg a luci blep
they are too precious
they really are its ridiculous
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im sorry for taking so long on this 🙏
Never apologize!! I am just really happy you tagged again as I adore this thread ♥
thank you ;w; i love this thread too honestly
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Sorry I've been a bit slow!! Life has gotten surprisingly busy recently.
don't be sorry <3 life is constantly like that with me so i understand <3
♥♥♥
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