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"Damn, guess my Dad didn't want me."
Unprompted | always accepting
"Nav, I wanted you because I made you in a lab. You cost... SEVERAL million dollars. I also didn't give birth to you."
"I could be SUPER annoying and grossly affectionate instead."
"Gross, no. I have a reputation."
"I mean, I guess I wasn't supposed to be sentient, but still..."
...She misses Ally. She wants to mess with him...
"I was summoned~?"
"Why did people immediately think my Dad kidnapped me? Like, damn..."
(ment @wonderfultheatre)
"I just got word that my son N.A.V. put in a bet that I'd die first..."
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"Hey- hey! You can't prove anything, first of all..."
"I WON'T!"
He's getting himself worked up now, crossing his arms and turning away. If he wanted to be like that, then fine. He will just sulk here alone.
...Really? He actually does stop in his place, and looks on over to him.
✥✧∘* "...Darling, there's no need to be so dramatic. I'm not going to ask about your nipples again."
He scowls.
"You may think it's all dramatics, but I do not! Did you consider how I feel about it? About being a freak?"
✥✧∘* "Forget about it, Valery." Little hand wave as he moves to walk away.
"I WON'T!"
He's getting himself worked up now, crossing his arms and turning away. If he wanted to be like that, then fine. He will just sulk here alone.
A dramatic sigh is heard.
✥✧∘* "...Such a spoiled sport you are. But fine...I see no fun is allowed tonight."
"Why would it be fun to take off my shirt? What fun is there for you?"
✥✧∘* "I'll let you see mine if you'd like. Though I'm afraid there's only two."
"Okay? I'm not very comfortable showing off my chest randomly!"
✥✧∘* "May I see your nipples, Valery?"
"W- NO! NO YOU CAN'T!"
✥✧∘* "...Do you have six nipples, Valery?"
"No! That's a weird question to ask."
Haha... yeah.... six nipples... weird to have.
"Unfortunately, that was my own curse to bear. Some Sinners are saddled with a bit of extra suffering if they've acted with great sin in their lifetime." Ally explains, picking a bit at his nails.
"At least, that was how it worked for me. I could eat all I wanted, but I was always hungry. The only things that helped were other Sinners and venison. Even then, I'd be starving again in the next few hours." He doesn't seem too bothered to be explaining it.
ꕥ✧∘* "...So...was this some sort of gluttony curse then?" She guesses, resting a palm on his toned stomach. "Never satiated with your murdering, so in turn, it cursed you with a never-ending desire for flesh?"
"I suppose that's a way to look at it. I took it a bit more literally than that." Ally hums, watching her fingers move.
He takes her palm and brings her knuckles to his mouth for a kiss.
"Seeing as how I ate those I killed."
"You know, you've gotten so strong lately! Hard to believe you're the same twig from over a year ago." She teases Ally, purposefully squeezing his muscles repeatedly.
"Helps when you're not constantly starving!" Ally grins, leaning up against Demiyah, settling his head against her own.
"Definitely helped by the food you've been feeding me and the training."
ꕥ✧∘* "...Actually--what's that about anyways?" She never really...asked about it honestly, having other things to worry about concerning Ally, but now that they're here talking about it, she figures she might as well ask. "...The whole starving thing. Was that some Sinner curse?"
"Unfortunately, that was my own curse to bear. Some Sinners are saddled with a bit of extra suffering if they've acted with great sin in their lifetime." Ally explains, picking a bit at his nails.
"At least, that was how it worked for me. I could eat all I wanted, but I was always hungry. The only things that helped were other Sinners and venison. Even then, I'd be starving again in the next few hours." He doesn't seem too bothered to be explaining it.
"You know, you've gotten so strong lately! Hard to believe you're the same twig from over a year ago." She teases Ally, purposefully squeezing his muscles repeatedly.
"Helps when you're not constantly starving!" Ally grins, leaning up against Demiyah, settling his head against her own.
"Definitely helped by the food you've been feeding me and the training."
His preference is to not outwardly give the impression of creepy right off the bat, unless it's rather necessary. As such, he seems perfectly friendly. At a glance, anyway. The more prominent observation one generally makes with Alastor is that he is a cranky or dry man. But just now, he is only really curious.
"Would you rather I ask you about the weather?" He returns, head tilting slightly to one side. "Seems a bit unnecessary. But that's not to say that you smell bad. Just a bit different is all. Like ah... Hm. Some form of cleanser or... the scent of just-washed laundry of some kind. Maybe that's not your usual scent. I don't know."
Blinking, he stares from the other and then up to the sky.
"...There is also no weather to speak of today, so -"
"Well, it certainly is pretty red today. A little less than yesterday, I think." Valery grins, pointing one clawed finger up at the sky.
"Also, good to hear I do not smell bad! I guess I smell... less dead? New dead body smell?" The deer demon laughs. "I hope it isn't a fading thing. You don't smell like fresh laundry, but you aren't that bad!"