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Alastor

π•Ώπ–π–Š π•½π–†π–‰π–Žπ–” π•―π–Šπ–’π–”π–“ π–œπ–π–” π–˜π–Šπ–Šπ–’π–˜ 𝖙𝖔 π–π–†π–›π–Š π–™π–†π–π–Šπ–“ 𝖆 π–‘π–Žπ–π–Žπ–“π–Œ 𝖙𝖔 π–žπ–”π–š

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Just a game?

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bug

you know what? Dare!

Alastor's grin widens as he ponders up a suitable dare for the wolf demon. "Alright then, Jupiter. For your dare, I dare you to... let me kiss you. But here's the catch - you have to do it in front of everyone in this room," he says, gesturing around at the other sinners and demons in the lobby. He leans back on the couch, waiting expectantly to see how Jupiter will react to his challenge.

*her face reddens, and she starts stuttering unintelligible words before she manages to calm herself down, but her face is still red* f-fine

Just a little roleplay :)

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Alastor

CheetoSust- Enlightened

*she looks up upon hearing his voice.* Hey Alastor!

*Alastor stands up and approaches Jupiter with a smile on his face.* "How are you doing my dear? What brings you down here to the lobby?" *He tilts his head slightly, curious to know what she needed.*

*she shrugs* Just got a little bored up in my room alone. Thought I'd come down here and hang out with everyone.*

Romantic

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chibi n doge

I smile warmly at Alastor as I enter the lobby, β€œHi Alastor! What’s going on?”

"Hello, Canary! There is nothing much going on at the moment," Alastor responded with his signature charming personality. "I was just enjoying some literature before you came down the stairs." He switched his gaze to her and flashed a warm smile.

I plop down on the couch next to him and ask, β€œWhat is it? Shakespeare or something?”

birthday dance SO FUCKING CUTE

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Alastor

dns

*After that day, Verity and Alastor grow even closer. A week later, Alastor is in the hotel lobby, swirling a drink in his hand as he sits by the fireplace, it's just now the evening time, around 6pm. Verity saunters downstairs into the lobby, as she fusses with her dress, absentmindedly talking to herself. She fusses with the dress as she tries to smooth it out, making sure it lays in the right ways on her figure, the complex material frustrates her. Despite what she thinks, Verity is actually beautiful in the dress, perfect as it is. The dress she wears is a nude colored mini-dress with a tightly fitted, heart-shaped bodice and off-the-shoulder straps. It looks like tulle over satin, with appliqued, satin flowers in pastel-colors centered on the bodice and tapering off as they move down past her waist.* "I told Angel the flowers were too much," She murmurs to herself, straightening the fabric, adjusting one of the delicate straps on her arms. She does not seem to notice Alastor in the lobby.

Alastor watches Verity as she descends the stairs, her dress hugging her curves in all the right places. He takes a sip of his drink as she fusses with the fabric, admiring her beauty from afar. As she talks to herself about Angel's flower choices, Alastor chuckles softly under his breath. "I personally think the flowers are quite lovely," he says, catching her attention as he stands up from his seat by the fireplace. "But then again, what do I know about fashion?" He takes a step closer to her, his eyes scanning over her dress once more before settling on her face. "You look stunning, Verity," he adds with a small smile, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary. It's clear that Alastor is admiring her, and while his words may be innocent enough, there's an underlying hint of flirtation in them.

Verity's attention snaps immediately to Alastor when she realizes he's there, his compliments make her smile. "Really?" She whispers, walking closer to where he stands in front of the fireplace. She stops behind the couch, the couch now in between them, she looks a little nervous despite her smile, "It's my birthday." She says softly, her hands smoothing the fabric over her hips as she clasps her hands behind her back, "Or death day? I don't know how it works really, but Angel told me I had to celebrate, and then got me this dress." She rolls her eyes, but as her gaze meets Alastor's once more, her eyes sparkle with fondness, "I'm glad you think it's pretty. Thank you."

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