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If that is what you believe to be horse urine, I am quite curious as to what you would think of pure moonshine.
If that is what you believe to be horse urine, I am quite curious as to what you would think of pure moonshine.
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[ At first Alastor told himself it was just that power alone that had its claws sunk deep into him and kept pulling him back to the angel. Then he told himself it was because of Adam's status in Heaven and the potential use that could have for him.
None of that was true, though. Because every time they wound themselves down and found themselves simply relaxing together in that little apartment of Alastor's, he didn't move to another room and seek out space. Didn't kick the man out of his bed so that he could mentally come to terms with having yet again given into those baser instincts he'd been cursed with in Hell.
Instead he'd allowed Adam to move closer. Pulled the man in himself on more than one occasion. He'd even allowed Adam to touch him freely unless they were having one of their kinkier sessions where every wrong move meant a new, mind blowing form of punishment from Alastor and his shadow.
Then the truest of horrors dawned on him as he stood on his roof, staff in hand and ready to put up the front that he was defending the hotel when in reality he was simply playing a part and assuring that none of the others did any real harm to Adam in the battle. Then the angel had dove for him and sliced his staff in two, he realized it and froze so like the deer he was in a headlight: his blackened little heart had restarted for this man. ]
I tried to! I even had my minions attempt to signal you, but you continued to slaughter them before they could get the message across.
[ And then... fuck he can still hear the snap of his staff. Feel the bite of Adam's axe across his chest and taste his own blood on his tongue.
When Adam finally says it, says the words Alastor has denied he wanted to hear, his ears flick atop his head and heat wells up behind his eyes. He wants to pull away like he always did when someone confessed to him like this. Tried to get feelings involved in their little agreement causing him to lose interest completely and push them away.
This time, however, he finds himself leaning in and resting his face into the crook of the former angel's neck. Could he feel that the smile on Alastor's face was barely holding on by a thread? ]
We are both idiotic, I am afraid. Because I love you, too.
[ At first Alastor told himself it was just that power alone that had its claws sunk deep into him and kept pulling him back to the angel. Then he told himself it was because of Adam's status in Heaven and the potential use that could have for him.
None of that was true, though. Because every time they wound themselves down and found themselves simply relaxing together in that little apartment of Alastor's, he didn't move to another room and seek out space. Didn't kick the man out of his bed so that he could mentally come to terms with having yet again given into those baser instincts he'd been cursed with in Hell.
Instead he'd allowed Adam to move closer. Pulled the man in himself on more than one occasion. He'd even allowed Adam to touch him freely unless they were having one of their kinkier sessions where every wrong move meant a new, mind blowing form of punishment from Alastor and his shadow.
Then the truest of horrors dawned on him as he stood on his roof, staff in hand and ready to put up the front that he was defending the hotel when in reality he was simply playing a part and assuring that none of the others did any real harm to Adam in the battle. Then the angel had dove for him and sliced his staff in two, he realized it and froze so like the deer he was in a headlight: his blackened little heart had restarted for this man. ]
I tried to! I even had my minions attempt to signal you, but you continued to slaughter them before they could get the message across.
[ And then... fuck he can still hear the snap of his staff. Feel the bite of Adam's axe across his chest and taste his own blood on his tongue.
When Adam finally says it, says the words Alastor has denied he wanted to hear, his ears flick atop his head and heat wells up behind his eyes. He wants to pull away like he always did when someone confessed to him like this. Tried to get feelings involved in their little agreement causing him to lose interest completely and push them away.
This time, however, he finds himself leaning in and resting his face into the crook of the former angel's neck. Could he feel that the smile on Alastor's face was barely holding on by a thread? ]
We are both idiotic, I am afraid. Because I love you, too.
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He is my dear friend and unwilling minion, actually!
So less of a theater clown and more of a personal jester.
He is my dear friend and unwilling minion, actually!
So less of a theater clown and more of a personal jester.
Edited 2024-05-18 13:49 (UTC)
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Hmm only a tiny bit. And only because I am utterly unsurprised by this fact.
If he weren't so hot headed and self centered, he could almost be likable.
[ It wasn't even because of Val's profession or how he treated other demons that centered around Alastor's dislike for him and everything to do with the fact that he'd been touching what was his. Every time he smelled that tacky perfume on Vox, it made Alastor want to give in to the baser instinct to rub himself against the other to replace that scent with his own. ]
Hmm only a tiny bit. And only because I am utterly unsurprised by this fact.
If he weren't so hot headed and self centered, he could almost be likable.
[ It wasn't even because of Val's profession or how he treated other demons that centered around Alastor's dislike for him and everything to do with the fact that he'd been touching what was his. Every time he smelled that tacky perfume on Vox, it made Alastor want to give in to the baser instinct to rub himself against the other to replace that scent with his own. ]
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I am a DEMON that has domain over RADIO. For being such a high ranking member of Hell, you would think that you would be able to understand some of the nuances of your subjects.
I would very much rather not become like the modern day radio host sitting about a table with mildly attractive women and yes men spewing my toxic nonsense opinions into a cheap microphone, thank you.
I am a DEMON that has domain over RADIO. For being such a high ranking member of Hell, you would think that you would be able to understand some of the nuances of your subjects.
I would very much rather not become like the modern day radio host sitting about a table with mildly attractive women and yes men spewing my toxic nonsense opinions into a cheap microphone, thank you.
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!
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?
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.
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. ]
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. ]
He has other sides. He really does.
They just kind of tend to be overshadowed by the explosive nature and what he thinks of himself. As we've talked about, heavily overshadowed.
You know you don't have to worry about him, right? About us and him?
They just kind of tend to be overshadowed by the explosive nature and what he thinks of himself. As we've talked about, heavily overshadowed.
You know you don't have to worry about him, right? About us and him?
And Angel is more than aware of what I will do to him if he dares to go near anything that belongs to me.
[ 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. ]
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. ]
Just you wait, my dear! I can show you just how diabolical I can truly be.
I shall take your word on that, my love. Truthfully, I have not had nearly as much experience in dealing with him as you have.
I know. I apologize if I seem... I am not sure exactly. But I hope that it does not put you off in any way. He was there for you while I was not and jealousy aside, I can respect that.
I know. I apologize if I seem... I am not sure exactly. But I hope that it does not put you off in any way. He was there for you while I was not and jealousy aside, I can respect that.
[ 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. ]
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. ]
It means that I advise you to be quite careful if you ever some over to the hotel for a little dinner party.
Yes, because he will end up on the Alastor Tower of Terror Power Hour if he misbehaves.
Angel is not allowed to touch it period. I, however, have no problem with moderation unlike our fluffy pink friend.
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