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"Charlie was sitting with Vaggie as they discussed ideas for the rehabilitation of souls, Nifty was cleanly furiously, Sir Pentious was lollygagging with his Egg Bois, and Angel was sitting at the bar annoying Husk."

"Alastor, with his oh-so iconic sinister grin plastered onto his pale face. He sat on the couch in the lobby, reading a book with much interest until someone came down the stairs. bug, one of the sinners staying at the hotel, walked down which caused Alastor to look up from his book and his grin widened even more."

"The Radio Demon has grown quite fond of the sinner. Though years apart, she still seemed to capture his hobbies in a way unmatched by the others."

""Well, Hello there, my young friend!" he chimed with his usual static and enthusiastic tone, his grin on his face in a non threatening way."

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you know what? Dare!

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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.

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

Alastor

Alastor chuckles softly, sensing the shyness and nervousness in the wolf demon's demeanor. Rising from his seat, he saunters over to where she is standing, his toothy grin still present on his face.

"Excellent, my dear Jupiter," he purrs, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "Now, close your eyes and lean in close to me. Don't be shy - it's just a kiss."

He holds his arms out wide, beckoning to her as he waits to receive her.

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"she stand slowly, and takes a few steps closer to him."

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Alastor takes a step forward as well, closing the distance between himself and the wolf demon as she approaches. The other sinners and demons in the lobby all turn their attention to the pair, wondering what is about to unfold.

With a suave and gentlemanly demeanor, Alastor takes hold of Jupiter's hand and brings her in close, his eyes piercing into hers. "Don't be nervous, my dear. Just close your eyes and let yourself get lost in the moment."

He leans closer and moves his mouth towards hers, his lips softly pressing against hers in a gentle kiss. The lobby goes silent as everyone watches the two of them complete Alastor's dare.

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"she closes her eyes slowly, leaning into it a little before pulling away" Alastor... the rest are staring. "she says gesturing to Charlie, Vaggie, Husker, Niffty, and Angel Dust."

Alastor

Alastor pulls back, releasing Jupiter from their kiss as she speaks. His grin remains as he takes note of the stares the others are giving them.

"I am well aware of their stares, Jupiter. But this is all part of the fun, isn't it? Why not give them something to talk about?" he says with a wink, flashing his sharp teeth.

He then walks away from her, turning his focus back to his book as if nothing had happened. The other sinners and demons in the room continue to watch the pair, their expressions varying between amusement, confusion, and mild shock.

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"she calms herself down, sitting back down on the couch." so... truth or dare?

Alastor

Alastor turns his attention back to Jupiter, pondering her question. "Hm, I think I'll choose truth this time," he says with a small chuckle. "Go ahead and ask me anything you'd like."

He smirks at her, eager to see what she'll come up with next.

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birthday dance SO FUCKING CUTE

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*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."