The Void Stared Back

[Inactive] Ask/RP blog for Void!Alastor! Credit to the character goes to @daydream-squad as well as the header | Alastor's died by a holy bullet to the skull, gone to the void, and hated every second of it- but he was brought back and is living with his friends at the slightly more successful Hazbin Hotel! Not without a few...lingering problems, of course. The ever-present anxiety, for example, wasn't pleasant. | Al is ace/aro here | sfw stuff only, I will NOT rp smut, things have to stay under 18 ^^ | I follow from @CyberneticFire and have extra art/writing @CyberneticFandoms! | Extra info found under #Headcanons |

[skittish-deer-demon]

“Hey there.”

"Hello! Can I help you with something?" He turns to the newcomer with a grin. "Looking to get a room?"

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded. "Naturally, it would. It would take some intense magic for that to be the case, however. That and the ability to stop whomever is casting it from being affected by the time travel." In this case, the other demon.

[shadowstellar]

“Or you could reverse the time of the paper before it was signed and burn it.” Shadow said as he smirked.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Hm, and you'd have a way of doing that? Seems a bit difficult...Time magic can be tricky." He was more than intrigued now, his ears were perking in interest as he watched the other.

[shadowstellar]

He looks at the demon. “Indeed I do and no it’s not magic.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded lightly. "Alright, dear, well I'm listening. This idea of yours certainly seems helpful."

[shadowstellar]

Shadow hands him the card that had a clock on it before a outfit appears on it.

“That’s Ohma Zi-O, the time king”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor takes it, turning it over and running his thumb idly over the figure that appeared. "The time king, hm? A deity or a spirit? Appear powerful regardless." He carefully set the card back in front of Shadow.

[shadowstellar]

Shadow chuckled softly as he looks at him. “You could say that he’s a deity.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

"And he would have a hand in this?" He hummed looking over the assortment of cards again.

[shadowstellar]

“I would be able to help yes.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Hm...Alright then." He gave the other a quick nod. "Do as you will."

[cocothemunchkin]

sleepy alastor and alastor plushie?? 👀

[happy-hotelier]

@skittish-deer-demon

[skittish-deer-demon]

/Ha, I love this! ^^ Adorable!

[skittish-deer-demon]

"heya Alastor!! Just a quick question...when's your birthday, what's your favorite flavor, and what would an ideal present be for you? I'm totally not planning a birthday party...just curious..hehe.."

Alastor chuckled at her enthusiasm but recounted his answers with a grin. "October 14th, I prefer bitter or sour things so lemon, and I would likely appreciate anything you give me. So long as it isn't too modernized and I suppose I'd rather it be something I could use...Unfortunately there's still quite a ways from the date itself," he hummed, hoping not to diminish her mood with the distance of the event. The idea that she would want to plan a party for him was...charming. "You realize you don't have to do anything for that day hm? I'm quite used of just spending it with Husk or a celebratory drink or two..."

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Simple! I'm fully capable of determining who may or may not be trouble! For instance, the demons who attempted to set fire to the lobby last week! Ha, I think scaring them was warranted considering the other patrons were at risk of being hurt! And I did it without harming them much at all!" He didn't seem too bothered, fidgeting with his staff as he spoke. "I don't scare everyone. Simply the ones who are trying to be a danger, dear. Powerful demons who may want to squash this dream of yours..." He wouldn't sit by and let them.

[happy-hotelier]

“To everyone that I blew up at yesterday, I must offer my most sincere apologies. I was not in control of myself and while that is no excuse, it is the truth of it.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

“I would blame the grey-faces more than you…You don’t tend to be aggressive on your own. Wouldn’t have acted as such normally.” He was sure most people would forgive him either way.

[happy-hotelier]

“I wouldn’t have, no… But under their influence or not, I still acted as such. I still need to apologize for anyone I hurt.” And he’s sure he did. Whether physically or emotionally.

[skittish-deer-demon]

He offered a nod. He could understand that at least. "Well I hope it goes well for you, either way...You hardly deserve any of the things they do to you. They're evidently just looking for a bit of cruel entertainment."

[skittish-deer-demon]

“Hey there.”

"Hello! Can I help you with something?" He turns to the newcomer with a grin. "Looking to get a room?"

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded. "Naturally, it would. It would take some intense magic for that to be the case, however. That and the ability to stop whomever is casting it from being affected by the time travel." In this case, the other demon.

[shadowstellar]

“Or you could reverse the time of the paper before it was signed and burn it.” Shadow said as he smirked.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Hm, and you'd have a way of doing that? Seems a bit difficult...Time magic can be tricky." He was more than intrigued now, his ears were perking in interest as he watched the other.

[shadowstellar]

He looks at the demon. “Indeed I do and no it’s not magic.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded lightly. "Alright, dear, well I'm listening. This idea of yours certainly seems helpful."

[shadowstellar]

Shadow hands him the card that had a clock on it before a outfit appears on it.

“That’s Ohma Zi-O, the time king”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor takes it, turning it over and running his thumb idly over the figure that appeared. "The time king, hm? A deity or a spirit? Appear powerful regardless." He carefully set the card back in front of Shadow.

[shadowstellar]

Shadow chuckled softly as he looks at him. “You could say that he’s a deity.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

"And he would have a hand in this?" He hummed looking over the assortment of cards again.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Tries to avoid Alastor like the plague

"Ah- Oh dear..." He pauses for a moment assessing the toddler with a wince. "You're upset about yesterday, aren't you...? I'm sorry dear, it won't happen again...I wasn't upset with you."

[happy-hotelier]

“To everyone that I blew up at yesterday, I must offer my most sincere apologies. I was not in control of myself and while that is no excuse, it is the truth of it.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

"I would blame the grey-faces more than you...You don't tend to be aggressive on your own. Wouldn't have acted as such normally." He was sure most people would forgive him either way.

[starringrcle]

"Ah- oh dear- What's with all of this blood...?" Liliel didn't tend to leave gore around. Or like it much at all. So this was a bit unusual... (skittish-deer-demon)

💌 @skittish-deer-demon

"Nothing, sugar. It's nothing!" He doesn't need anyone seeing him right now. And that specific anon HAD to make him cry, huh? He lets out a shaky breath, huffing once or twice before biting down at his hand trying to shut up those whimpers.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"...It doesn't sound like nothin', dear. Can I come in?" Alastor wasn't exactly pressed against the door, but having the heightened hearing helped at times. At the least he could hear the muffled whimpers. Not exactly a good thing.

[starringrcle]

"Fine. Don't fucking judge me though-" He's tired of just shoving people out anyway. Alastor ment well so he could see him like this if he so wanted. Ow- his fangs hurt digging into his palm, but it was for the better and less embarrassment in the end.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"You know I wouldn't dream of it- Oh." He hadn't quite been expecting full on tears, but that wasn't a problem either. "Did something in particular upset you..?" He picked his way over, sitting down next to the angel. He had half a mind to take the other's hand so he couldn't bite it so hard but he didn't know if touch was wanted at the moment.

[starringrcle]

"Stupid fucking anon-" was the response. Lowering his hand from his teeth and realizing how disgusting it was. Euch. "No." He sighed, a shaky one anyway. Drawing his knees to his chin and rocking a little. "Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up soon." His wings are more than likely white and bloody anyway. Annoying and it didn't help the already bottled up emotions.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor just scooted a bit closer with a huff. "Yes I know they can be damn cruel at times. Nosy." Alastor hummed a bit idly, assuming a similar position to the angel and offering a hand in a silent question- He's pet or preen his wings if he needed some idle comfort. "It's your place, dear, I don't mind the mess. You clean it whenever you're ready."

[starringrcle]

He was wanting to be touched, held, told he was okay. Taking his hand before looking down, almost shamefully. "It's too dirty. Reminds me too much..." bearing his teeth. This is why he can't and doesn't want to cry! Too much. It's usually too much. "M-Mhm..." was the only reply, a little desensitized. Emotions suck everything out of him. Why now?

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor took that as the okay to at least start petting at his wings, carding his claws through the feathers and working out the rougher, loose ones. "My Shadow or I would be happy to help you clean up...Maybe do something to spruce up your wings some?" Clearing away as much of the blood as possible might help...Regardless seeing Liliel so down didn't feel nice at all. Damn anons.

[starringrcle]

A nod. Low purring of some kind of machine in the background. Speaking is hard, he doesn't particularly want to right now. Wiping away at the tears running down his face before nuzzling into Alastor's side. Would he mind? He hoped not. Any positive affection was welcome. Any.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor readjusted his position to accomodate the angel, settling a hand on his head, threading his claws through his hair and using the other to rub at his wings. He hummed in what he hoped was a soothing manner. This was fine..."Mm, are there any towels in the bathroom?" His Shadow would be all too pleased to help clean up. Might help the blood on his wings and body as well...

[starringrcle]

He seemed to melt at that, wings lowering and puffing up. Crossing his arm across Alastor in a hug-like manner. "T-there are. Yeah." Just clearing that up. And yes. The humming was indeed soothing, and Secriel just off the wall was looking relieved. For once he wasn't the recieving end of these emotions. The trauma walks over to the opposite, incorporeal being. Pointing more twards the bathroom.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Alright, just try to relax, dear..." He would keep doing that, pleased to find Liliel receptive enough to somewhat hug back. He hummed a light enough tune - likely one of Liliel's own songs - while his Shadow nodded appreciatively to Secriel, darting over to the bathroom and coming back out with a bundle of pink towels in its arms. It would just plop one of those on the floor to clean up before handing its master one of the damp ones to help with Liliel's wings...Alastor was grateful for the assistance and did get to work at carefully wiping the blood away.

[starringrcle]

"Alright..." Re-adjusting himself to esentially latch onto the deer like a sloth. The hand running through his hair made the low purring to continue. The song made him snicker, it was probably just Homewrecker if he was being honest. He was also pleased that his heels were red, therefore they wouldn't stain. Letting out a little whine at the warmer feeling close to his muscles, but this was necessary anyways. "Sorry..." He mumbled, resisting the urge to apologize more. He knew Alastor likely wouldn't appreciate that.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor's smile twitched up absentmindedly at the bit of purring and the snicker. Seems he'd been caught in his choice of song...But that concert had actually been fun and he couldn't quite help it. His Shadow worked away until all the red was wiped off the floor and it gave a satisfied chitter. It would just help out where it could, find something else to clean..."S'alright dear," the deer hummed, pausing the motions for a moment before moving to clean the less muscled areas. "Do ya need a moment? If ya need a break..."

[starringrcle]

"No...jus' sensative there..." He mumbled. Who was he kidding? Homewrecker was one of his favorite ones he'd written. Other than the motto, How to Be a Heartbreaker. "No..." Secriel looks to Alastor with a thankful smile, before hugging the shadow from behind in order to distract it. Work was boring! Come play or snuggle! Either way, the scritching of his feathers was more than welcome, and Liliel let out a pleased hum. He was trying his best to miricale those tears away, and he was successful on the 8th try. Anon your magic is very powerful, congrats.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Mhm...prob'ly feels much better though," he offered a soft smile back to Secriel, amused at the incorporeal beings' antics. Shadow squeaked and gave a playful little growl, dropping the towel in favor of wiggling around in order to latch onto Secriel's front and bury its face into his neck with a pleased grumble. Alastor pulled away a bit to get a better look at Liliel's face once he could stop crying, pulling up the towel to gently wipe away any lingering blood and tears. "Feelin' and better, cher?" He offered the other a soft smile, feeling the lingering warmth of his Shadow's content emotions.

[starringrcle]

"Yeah..." A peck to his cheek. A low mechanical hum similar to a VHS in the background. "M' doing alright, honey..." Hugging closer to Alastor's chest. Secriel latching onto Shadow, letting out a glitched purr. "I love you. Thank you..." Liliel hummed. And Secriel was feeling awfully euphoric, Liliel could feel it. As soon as his face was touched he melted, that little rumble in his throat. Since when did he sound like a cat? He didn't know. Didn't matter.

[skittish-deer-demon]

That made a few freckles pop up onto his face and he gave a fond sigh. "You really love pepperin' me with those angel kisses, don't ya?" Alastor set the towel off to the side before just wrapping his arms around Liliel's neck and pressing their foreheads together, closing his eyes in a relaxed manner. "Love ya too, darlin'...Would do it anytime ya need it..." Shadow was all too happy to cuddle up against Secriel as well, letting out a staticky purr to match Alastor's own. It was pleasing to hear Liliel sounding content as well.

[starringrcle]

"Ah- oh dear- What's with all of this blood...?" Liliel didn't tend to leave gore around. Or like it much at all. So this was a bit unusual... (skittish-deer-demon)

💌 @skittish-deer-demon

"Nothing, sugar. It's nothing!" He doesn't need anyone seeing him right now. And that specific anon HAD to make him cry, huh? He lets out a shaky breath, huffing once or twice before biting down at his hand trying to shut up those whimpers.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"...It doesn't sound like nothin', dear. Can I come in?" Alastor wasn't exactly pressed against the door, but having the heightened hearing helped at times. At the least he could hear the muffled whimpers. Not exactly a good thing.

[starringrcle]

"Fine. Don't fucking judge me though-" He's tired of just shoving people out anyway. Alastor ment well so he could see him like this if he so wanted. Ow- his fangs hurt digging into his palm, but it was for the better and less embarrassment in the end.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"You know I wouldn't dream of it- Oh." He hadn't quite been expecting full on tears, but that wasn't a problem either. "Did something in particular upset you..?" He picked his way over, sitting down next to the angel. He had half a mind to take the other's hand so he couldn't bite it so hard but he didn't know if touch was wanted at the moment.

[starringrcle]

"Stupid fucking anon-" was the response. Lowering his hand from his teeth and realizing how disgusting it was. Euch. "No." He sighed, a shaky one anyway. Drawing his knees to his chin and rocking a little. "Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up soon." His wings are more than likely white and bloody anyway. Annoying and it didn't help the already bottled up emotions.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor just scooted a bit closer with a huff. "Yes I know they can be damn cruel at times. Nosy." Alastor hummed a bit idly, assuming a similar position to the angel and offering a hand in a silent question- He's pet or preen his wings if he needed some idle comfort. "It's your place, dear, I don't mind the mess. You clean it whenever you're ready."

[starringrcle]

He was wanting to be touched, held, told he was okay. Taking his hand before looking down, almost shamefully. "It's too dirty. Reminds me too much..." bearing his teeth. This is why he can't and doesn't want to cry! Too much. It's usually too much. "M-Mhm..." was the only reply, a little desensitized. Emotions suck everything out of him. Why now?

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor took that as the okay to at least start petting at his wings, carding his claws through the feathers and working out the rougher, loose ones. "My Shadow or I would be happy to help you clean up...Maybe do something to spruce up your wings some?" Clearing away as much of the blood as possible might help...Regardless seeing Liliel so down didn't feel nice at all. Damn anons.

[starringrcle]

A nod. Low purring of some kind of machine in the background. Speaking is hard, he doesn't particularly want to right now. Wiping away at the tears running down his face before nuzzling into Alastor's side. Would he mind? He hoped not. Any positive affection was welcome. Any.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor readjusted his position to accomodate the angel, settling a hand on his head, threading his claws through his hair and using the other to rub at his wings. He hummed in what he hoped was a soothing manner. This was fine..."Mm, are there any towels in the bathroom?" His Shadow would be all too pleased to help clean up. Might help the blood on his wings and body as well...

[starringrcle]

He seemed to melt at that, wings lowering and puffing up. Crossing his arm across Alastor in a hug-like manner. "T-there are. Yeah." Just clearing that up. And yes. The humming was indeed soothing, and Secriel just off the wall was looking relieved. For once he wasn't the recieving end of these emotions. The trauma walks over to the opposite, incorporeal being. Pointing more twards the bathroom.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Alright, just try to relax, dear..." He would keep doing that, pleased to find Liliel receptive enough to somewhat hug back. He hummed a light enough tune - likely one of Liliel's own songs - while his Shadow nodded appreciatively to Secriel, darting over to the bathroom and coming back out with a bundle of pink towels in its arms. It would just plop one of those on the floor to clean up before handing its master one of the damp ones to help with Liliel's wings...Alastor was grateful for the assistance and did get to work at carefully wiping the blood away.

[starringrcle]

"Alright..." Re-adjusting himself to esentially latch onto the deer like a sloth. The hand running through his hair made the low purring to continue. The song made him snicker, it was probably just Homewrecker if he was being honest. He was also pleased that his heels were red, therefore they wouldn't stain. Letting out a little whine at the warmer feeling close to his muscles, but this was necessary anyways. "Sorry..." He mumbled, resisting the urge to apologize more. He knew Alastor likely wouldn't appreciate that.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor's smile twitched up absentmindedly at the bit of purring and the snicker. Seems he'd been caught in his choice of song...But that concert had actually been fun and he couldn't quite help it. His Shadow worked away until all the red was wiped off the floor and it gave a satisfied chitter. It would just help out where it could, find something else to clean..."S'alright dear," the deer hummed, pausing the motions for a moment before moving to clean the less muscled areas. "Do ya need a moment? If ya need a break..."

[starringrcle]

"No...jus' sensative there..." He mumbled. Who was he kidding? Homewrecker was one of his favorite ones he'd written. Other than the motto, How to Be a Heartbreaker. "No..." Secriel looks to Alastor with a thankful smile, before hugging the shadow from behind in order to distract it. Work was boring! Come play or snuggle! Either way, the scritching of his feathers was more than welcome, and Liliel let out a pleased hum. He was trying his best to miricale those tears away, and he was successful on the 8th try. Anon your magic is very powerful, congrats.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Mhm...prob'ly feels much better though," he offered a soft smile back to Secriel, amused at the incorporeal beings' antics. Shadow squeaked and gave a playful little growl, dropping the towel in favor of wiggling around in order to latch onto Secriel's front and bury its face into his neck with a pleased grumble. Alastor pulled away a bit to get a better look at Liliel's face once he could stop crying, pulling up the towel to gently wipe away any lingering blood and tears. "Feelin' and better, cher?" He offered the other a soft smile, feeling the lingering warmth of his Shadow's content emotions.

[starringrcle]

"Ah- oh dear- What's with all of this blood...?" Liliel didn't tend to leave gore around. Or like it much at all. So this was a bit unusual... (skittish-deer-demon)

💌 @skittish-deer-demon

"Nothing, sugar. It's nothing!" He doesn't need anyone seeing him right now. And that specific anon HAD to make him cry, huh? He lets out a shaky breath, huffing once or twice before biting down at his hand trying to shut up those whimpers.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"...It doesn't sound like nothin', dear. Can I come in?" Alastor wasn't exactly pressed against the door, but having the heightened hearing helped at times. At the least he could hear the muffled whimpers. Not exactly a good thing.

[starringrcle]

"Fine. Don't fucking judge me though-" He's tired of just shoving people out anyway. Alastor ment well so he could see him like this if he so wanted. Ow- his fangs hurt digging into his palm, but it was for the better and less embarrassment in the end.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"You know I wouldn't dream of it- Oh." He hadn't quite been expecting full on tears, but that wasn't a problem either. "Did something in particular upset you..?" He picked his way over, sitting down next to the angel. He had half a mind to take the other's hand so he couldn't bite it so hard but he didn't know if touch was wanted at the moment.

[starringrcle]

"Stupid fucking anon-" was the response. Lowering his hand from his teeth and realizing how disgusting it was. Euch. "No." He sighed, a shaky one anyway. Drawing his knees to his chin and rocking a little. "Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up soon." His wings are more than likely white and bloody anyway. Annoying and it didn't help the already bottled up emotions.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor just scooted a bit closer with a huff. "Yes I know they can be damn cruel at times. Nosy." Alastor hummed a bit idly, assuming a similar position to the angel and offering a hand in a silent question- He's pet or preen his wings if he needed some idle comfort. "It's your place, dear, I don't mind the mess. You clean it whenever you're ready."

[starringrcle]

He was wanting to be touched, held, told he was okay. Taking his hand before looking down, almost shamefully. "It's too dirty. Reminds me too much..." bearing his teeth. This is why he can't and doesn't want to cry! Too much. It's usually too much. "M-Mhm..." was the only reply, a little desensitized. Emotions suck everything out of him. Why now?

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor took that as the okay to at least start petting at his wings, carding his claws through the feathers and working out the rougher, loose ones. "My Shadow or I would be happy to help you clean up...Maybe do something to spruce up your wings some?" Clearing away as much of the blood as possible might help...Regardless seeing Liliel so down didn't feel nice at all. Damn anons.

[starringrcle]

A nod. Low purring of some kind of machine in the background. Speaking is hard, he doesn't particularly want to right now. Wiping away at the tears running down his face before nuzzling into Alastor's side. Would he mind? He hoped not. Any positive affection was welcome. Any.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor readjusted his position to accomodate the angel, settling a hand on his head, threading his claws through his hair and using the other to rub at his wings. He hummed in what he hoped was a soothing manner. This was fine..."Mm, are there any towels in the bathroom?" His Shadow would be all too pleased to help clean up. Might help the blood on his wings and body as well...

[starringrcle]

He seemed to melt at that, wings lowering and puffing up. Crossing his arm across Alastor in a hug-like manner. "T-there are. Yeah." Just clearing that up. And yes. The humming was indeed soothing, and Secriel just off the wall was looking relieved. For once he wasn't the recieving end of these emotions. The trauma walks over to the opposite, incorporeal being. Pointing more twards the bathroom.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Alright, just try to relax, dear..." He would keep doing that, pleased to find Liliel receptive enough to somewhat hug back. He hummed a light enough tune - likely one of Liliel's own songs - while his Shadow nodded appreciatively to Secriel, darting over to the bathroom and coming back out with a bundle of pink towels in its arms. It would just plop one of those on the floor to clean up before handing its master one of the damp ones to help with Liliel's wings...Alastor was grateful for the assistance and did get to work at carefully wiping the blood away.

[starringrcle]

"Alright..." Re-adjusting himself to esentially latch onto the deer like a sloth. The hand running through his hair made the low purring to continue. The song made him snicker, it was probably just Homewrecker if he was being honest. He was also pleased that his heels were red, therefore they wouldn't stain. Letting out a little whine at the warmer feeling close to his muscles, but this was necessary anyways. "Sorry..." He mumbled, resisting the urge to apologize more. He knew Alastor likely wouldn't appreciate that.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor's smile twitched up absentmindedly at the bit of purring and the snicker. Seems he'd been caught in his choice of song...But that concert had actually been fun and he couldn't quite help it. His Shadow worked away until all the red was wiped off the floor and it gave a satisfied chitter. It would just help out where it could, find something else to clean..."S'alright dear," the deer hummed, pausing the motions for a moment before moving to clean the less muscled areas. "Do ya need a moment? If ya need a break..."

[skittish-deer-demon]

“Hey there.”

"Hello! Can I help you with something?" He turns to the newcomer with a grin. "Looking to get a room?"

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded. "Naturally, it would. It would take some intense magic for that to be the case, however. That and the ability to stop whomever is casting it from being affected by the time travel." In this case, the other demon.

[shadowstellar]

“Or you could reverse the time of the paper before it was signed and burn it.” Shadow said as he smirked.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Hm, and you'd have a way of doing that? Seems a bit difficult...Time magic can be tricky." He was more than intrigued now, his ears were perking in interest as he watched the other.

[shadowstellar]

He looks at the demon. “Indeed I do and no it’s not magic.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded lightly. "Alright, dear, well I'm listening. This idea of yours certainly seems helpful."

[shadowstellar]

Shadow hands him the card that had a clock on it before a outfit appears on it.

“That’s Ohma Zi-O, the time king”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor takes it, turning it over and running his thumb idly over the figure that appeared. "The time king, hm? A deity or a spirit? Appear powerful regardless." He carefully set the card back in front of Shadow.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Long time no see, Alastor. I hope you are doing well. Nothing to ask as of late, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. //They slowly pushed a box with a ribbon draped on top toward the deer, keeping a respectable distance from him. Inside sat a small wooden charm, design is up to you//

Alastor gave the other a mildly surprised look, looking down at the box with interest. "As well as I can be, I suppose- a bit annoyed wih the antics of these magic users as of late, but your company isn't unwelcome...I appreciate the thought, dear."

He opened the box and his ears perked at the little charm inside- A deer-skull? That was certainly his style! It managed to lighten his mood a bit as he took it out to turn it over in his claws. "The gift is much appreciated! Of course it's a pleasure to see you, but have you anything else you might've needed? You're welcome to stay as always."

[starringrcle]

"Ah- oh dear- What's with all of this blood...?" Liliel didn't tend to leave gore around. Or like it much at all. So this was a bit unusual... (skittish-deer-demon)

💌 @skittish-deer-demon

"Nothing, sugar. It's nothing!" He doesn't need anyone seeing him right now. And that specific anon HAD to make him cry, huh? He lets out a shaky breath, huffing once or twice before biting down at his hand trying to shut up those whimpers.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"...It doesn't sound like nothin', dear. Can I come in?" Alastor wasn't exactly pressed against the door, but having the heightened hearing helped at times. At the least he could hear the muffled whimpers. Not exactly a good thing.

[starringrcle]

"Fine. Don't fucking judge me though-" He's tired of just shoving people out anyway. Alastor ment well so he could see him like this if he so wanted. Ow- his fangs hurt digging into his palm, but it was for the better and less embarrassment in the end.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"You know I wouldn't dream of it- Oh." He hadn't quite been expecting full on tears, but that wasn't a problem either. "Did something in particular upset you..?" He picked his way over, sitting down next to the angel. He had half a mind to take the other's hand so he couldn't bite it so hard but he didn't know if touch was wanted at the moment.

[starringrcle]

"Stupid fucking anon-" was the response. Lowering his hand from his teeth and realizing how disgusting it was. Euch. "No." He sighed, a shaky one anyway. Drawing his knees to his chin and rocking a little. "Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up soon." His wings are more than likely white and bloody anyway. Annoying and it didn't help the already bottled up emotions.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor just scooted a bit closer with a huff. "Yes I know they can be damn cruel at times. Nosy." Alastor hummed a bit idly, assuming a similar position to the angel and offering a hand in a silent question- He's pet or preen his wings if he needed some idle comfort. "It's your place, dear, I don't mind the mess. You clean it whenever you're ready."

[starringrcle]

He was wanting to be touched, held, told he was okay. Taking his hand before looking down, almost shamefully. "It's too dirty. Reminds me too much..." bearing his teeth. This is why he can't and doesn't want to cry! Too much. It's usually too much. "M-Mhm..." was the only reply, a little desensitized. Emotions suck everything out of him. Why now?

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor took that as the okay to at least start petting at his wings, carding his claws through the feathers and working out the rougher, loose ones. "My Shadow or I would be happy to help you clean up...Maybe do something to spruce up your wings some?" Clearing away as much of the blood as possible might help...Regardless seeing Liliel so down didn't feel nice at all. Damn anons.

[starringrcle]

A nod. Low purring of some kind of machine in the background. Speaking is hard, he doesn't particularly want to right now. Wiping away at the tears running down his face before nuzzling into Alastor's side. Would he mind? He hoped not. Any positive affection was welcome. Any.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor readjusted his position to accomodate the angel, settling a hand on his head, threading his claws through his hair and using the other to rub at his wings. He hummed in what he hoped was a soothing manner. This was fine..."Mm, are there any towels in the bathroom?" His Shadow would be all too pleased to help clean up. Might help the blood on his wings and body as well...

[starringrcle]

He seemed to melt at that, wings lowering and puffing up. Crossing his arm across Alastor in a hug-like manner. "T-there are. Yeah." Just clearing that up. And yes. The humming was indeed soothing, and Secriel just off the wall was looking relieved. For once he wasn't the recieving end of these emotions. The trauma walks over to the opposite, incorporeal being. Pointing more twards the bathroom.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Alright, just try to relax, dear..." He would keep doing that, pleased to find Liliel receptive enough to somewhat hug back. He hummed a light enough tune - likely one of Liliel's own songs - while his Shadow nodded appreciatively to Secriel, darting over to the bathroom and coming back out with a bundle of pink towels in its arms. It would just plop one of those on the floor to clean up before handing its master one of the damp ones to help with Liliel's wings...Alastor was grateful for the assistance and did get to work at carefully wiping the blood away.

[starringrcle]

"Ah- oh dear- What's with all of this blood...?" Liliel didn't tend to leave gore around. Or like it much at all. So this was a bit unusual... (skittish-deer-demon)

💌 @skittish-deer-demon

"Nothing, sugar. It's nothing!" He doesn't need anyone seeing him right now. And that specific anon HAD to make him cry, huh? He lets out a shaky breath, huffing once or twice before biting down at his hand trying to shut up those whimpers.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"...It doesn't sound like nothin', dear. Can I come in?" Alastor wasn't exactly pressed against the door, but having the heightened hearing helped at times. At the least he could hear the muffled whimpers. Not exactly a good thing.

[starringrcle]

"Fine. Don't fucking judge me though-" He's tired of just shoving people out anyway. Alastor ment well so he could see him like this if he so wanted. Ow- his fangs hurt digging into his palm, but it was for the better and less embarrassment in the end.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"You know I wouldn't dream of it- Oh." He hadn't quite been expecting full on tears, but that wasn't a problem either. "Did something in particular upset you..?" He picked his way over, sitting down next to the angel. He had half a mind to take the other's hand so he couldn't bite it so hard but he didn't know if touch was wanted at the moment.

[starringrcle]

"Stupid fucking anon-" was the response. Lowering his hand from his teeth and realizing how disgusting it was. Euch. "No." He sighed, a shaky one anyway. Drawing his knees to his chin and rocking a little. "Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up soon." His wings are more than likely white and bloody anyway. Annoying and it didn't help the already bottled up emotions.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor just scooted a bit closer with a huff. "Yes I know they can be damn cruel at times. Nosy." Alastor hummed a bit idly, assuming a similar position to the angel and offering a hand in a silent question- He's pet or preen his wings if he needed some idle comfort. "It's your place, dear, I don't mind the mess. You clean it whenever you're ready."

[starringrcle]

He was wanting to be touched, held, told he was okay. Taking his hand before looking down, almost shamefully. "It's too dirty. Reminds me too much..." bearing his teeth. This is why he can't and doesn't want to cry! Too much. It's usually too much. "M-Mhm..." was the only reply, a little desensitized. Emotions suck everything out of him. Why now?

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor took that as the okay to at least start petting at his wings, carding his claws through the feathers and working out the rougher, loose ones. "My Shadow or I would be happy to help you clean up...Maybe do something to spruce up your wings some?" Clearing away as much of the blood as possible might help...Regardless seeing Liliel so down didn't feel nice at all. Damn anons.

[starringrcle]

A nod. Low purring of some kind of machine in the background. Speaking is hard, he doesn't particularly want to right now. Wiping away at the tears running down his face before nuzzling into Alastor's side. Would he mind? He hoped not. Any positive affection was welcome. Any.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor readjusted his position to accomodate the angel, settling a hand on his head, threading his claws through his hair and using the other to rub at his wings. He hummed in what he hoped was a soothing manner. This was fine..."Mm, are there any towels in the bathroom?" His Shadow would be all too pleased to help clean up. Might help the blood on his wings and body as well...

[happy-hotelier]

"You seem...tense, dear." Alastor gave the other a concerned look. Not usual behavior at all. Probably a bad time for a visit then... (skittish-deer-demon)

“Tense ain’t th’ right word.” He jerks his head sideways, more than tempted to start clawing at things.

[happy-hotelier]

skittish-deer-demon​:

“Doesn’t mean you should resort to doing it again. You’d say the same to anyone else.” Alastor merely crossed his arms in return, watching the other pace. “There’s the shooting range, areas free to destroy… Hell you could spar me if you think it might help! I’m fully capable of handling myself and it would be better than you accidentally attacking a weaker demon because of some damn curse.”

“What I’d say to anyone else isn’t th’ point!” Shut up and let him be a hypocrite! Every little thing is increasing his irritation and he can’t stand it! 

“Thought ‘bout th’ shootin’ range...” It wouldn’t be very satisfying though. Not physical enough. 

“Not gonna fight you. Won’t do it. Not fightin’ anybody.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Right," his teeth practically clicked together but he let the subject drop. Obviously not the time to be discussing hypocrisy either way with the other fuming like this.

"How about a good old fashioned hunt? Animals of course. Not other demons." He knew the other didn't care for that...

"You could. Like you said, we heal fast enough. There's magic to help protect both of us. It's an efficient way to blow off steam and get the need to do something out." A spar wasn't necessary a real fight. If the other didn't do something he was bound to just explode on the wrong person...

[starringrcle]

"Ah- oh dear- What's with all of this blood...?" Liliel didn't tend to leave gore around. Or like it much at all. So this was a bit unusual... (skittish-deer-demon)

💌 @skittish-deer-demon

"Nothing, sugar. It's nothing!" He doesn't need anyone seeing him right now. And that specific anon HAD to make him cry, huh? He lets out a shaky breath, huffing once or twice before biting down at his hand trying to shut up those whimpers.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"...It doesn't sound like nothin', dear. Can I come in?" Alastor wasn't exactly pressed against the door, but having the heightened hearing helped at times. At the least he could hear the muffled whimpers. Not exactly a good thing.

[starringrcle]

"Fine. Don't fucking judge me though-" He's tired of just shoving people out anyway. Alastor ment well so he could see him like this if he so wanted. Ow- his fangs hurt digging into his palm, but it was for the better and less embarrassment in the end.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"You know I wouldn't dream of it- Oh." He hadn't quite been expecting full on tears, but that wasn't a problem either. "Did something in particular upset you..?" He picked his way over, sitting down next to the angel. He had half a mind to take the other's hand so he couldn't bite it so hard but he didn't know if touch was wanted at the moment.

[starringrcle]

"Stupid fucking anon-" was the response. Lowering his hand from his teeth and realizing how disgusting it was. Euch. "No." He sighed, a shaky one anyway. Drawing his knees to his chin and rocking a little. "Sorry about the mess...I'll clean it up soon." His wings are more than likely white and bloody anyway. Annoying and it didn't help the already bottled up emotions.

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor just scooted a bit closer with a huff. "Yes I know they can be damn cruel at times. Nosy." Alastor hummed a bit idly, assuming a similar position to the angel and offering a hand in a silent question- He's pet or preen his wings if he needed some idle comfort. "It's your place, dear, I don't mind the mess. You clean it whenever you're ready."

[starringrcle]

He was wanting to be touched, held, told he was okay. Taking his hand before looking down, almost shamefully. "It's too dirty. Reminds me too much..." bearing his teeth. This is why he can't and doesn't want to cry! Too much. It's usually too much. "M-Mhm..." was the only reply, a little desensitized. Emotions suck everything out of him. Why now?

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor took that as the okay to at least start petting at his wings, carding his claws through the feathers and working out the rougher, loose ones. "My Shadow or I would be happy to help you clean up...Maybe do something to spruce up your wings some?" Clearing away as much of the blood as possible might help...Regardless seeing Liliel so down didn't feel nice at all. Damn anons.

[skittish-deer-demon]

“Hey there.”

"Hello! Can I help you with something?" He turns to the newcomer with a grin. "Looking to get a room?"

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded. "Naturally, it would. It would take some intense magic for that to be the case, however. That and the ability to stop whomever is casting it from being affected by the time travel." In this case, the other demon.

[shadowstellar]

“Or you could reverse the time of the paper before it was signed and burn it.” Shadow said as he smirked.

[skittish-deer-demon]

"Hm, and you'd have a way of doing that? Seems a bit difficult...Time magic can be tricky." He was more than intrigued now, his ears were perking in interest as he watched the other.

[shadowstellar]

He looks at the demon. “Indeed I do and no it’s not magic.”

[skittish-deer-demon]

Alastor nodded lightly. "Alright, dear, well I'm listening. This idea of yours certainly seems helpful."