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✦ 「 vox 」 ⸻ Alastor scowled, prying himself up at least into a sitting position on the sofa, vision swimming and eyes wincing at the obtrusive, garish lighting. His senses were just reacting viscerally to everything around him, including the smells; he wasn’t certain if it was due to the environment itself or simply because he’d been drained and unconscious for who knew exactly how long. He rubbed at his temples and then at his eyes, groaning in irritation.
“I should hope not,” he clipped back, his voice weary and more static-heavy than usual. “Mn....where am I? Where did you find me?”
Frankly he was too woozy to be too terribly pissed about being in Vox’s presence. For now.
VOX SAT BACK IN HIS CHAIR, flexing his hand and watching as sparks flew between his fingers absentmindedly. "You're in hell, chuckle head." A brief pause. "Specifically, in my offices. Can't have The Radio Demon dying in the streets, can we?" His voice drips with sarcasm, evidently mocking that he'd managed to find Alastor in such a state.
"Does it matter where I found you? You're here now. I'm still waiting on the THANK YOU for saving you, whenever you're ready."
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"YOU'D THINK THEY'D START TO LEARN. Maybe it's best NOT to challenge the man with the gun and holy bullets."
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"voxy," valentino purrs, fingers curling on the other demon's hip and waist, top set of hands catching each of vox's wrists, yanking him close. at first, his voice is a smooth purr. "you and my angel seem to be spending a lot of time together. what is it?" he sneers the question, squeezing tighter, digging his claws into him. "you don't want me anymore? i'm not enough?"
VOX THOUGHT NOTHING OF IT when Valentino initially approached, assuming the moth was simply there for some attention more than anything else. The tight grip against his wrists, however, inclined him that maybe he was not pleased. His body stiffened when he mentioned Angel, and he grimaced as the moth loomed over him.
"It isn't anything like that, babe." He replies steadily, attempting to flex his wrists and see if there was any give. "Just playing around a little, you know? I get why he;s your favourite play thing."
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"IF YOU'RE DUMB ENOUGH to drink that shit you deserve what happens to you."
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"GLAD TO SEE THAT HE'S STILL GOOD at his job."
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“Yeah, I know you’re right, but I started arguing about the wrong thing. And I didn’t want to admit that I’m wrong!” @ Vox
"WHAT A FUCKIN' SHOCK." The television drawled, though there's a small hint of amusement in his tone. "Was waiting to see how long you'd keep the act up. You are a shit liar."
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“I’m tired of being careful.” @ Vox
"SINCE WHEN HAVE YOU EVER cared about being careful?" The Television demon mused, tilting his head slightly to watch as Angel strutted around him. "You got plans today, then? Gonna celebrate your apparent new 'freedom'?"
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