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There's a small kitten sinner on the side of the road, a maid dress nearby him. hes wearing a T shirt and little cargo shorts, looking around. there was a familiar brown backpack sitting next to him. he couldn't be any older than 8
@traveling-monster
Junipers ears perked when she noticed the small kitten. “Huh…” she said softly to herself as she slowly approached. “You ok?” she asked him.
Juniper finds herself in the Citadel once more, but this time it was for a different reason. She wasn't here to collect a soul, more to see the place through a visitors eyes rather than a predators.
Those who lived here seemed at peace - which was odd to say for Hell. Just as odd as the beauty here, which the cherry blossoms helped add to.
@helluvahotelfan
The Citadel buzzed with activity, the compound had little Yokai demons running around playing, and the Oni would watch as guards. While Scourge was kneeling by a smaller Kitsune who had a cloth over her eyes. He was teaching the kitsune had to use her senses.
Jenn arrives at the hotel after breakfast, ready to start her training with Alastor. She looks around the hotel lobby until she spots the radio demon and waves at him as she makes her way over.
“Good morning,” she greets.
( @helluvahotelfan )
Alastor was lounging in one of the plush armchairs by the fireplace, fiddling with what looked to be a very old cell phone. He looked up when Jenn arrived. “Good morning.”
“Hey, Bax! How’s my favorite little scientist doing?” Juniper grinned.
@helluvahotelfan
"Do I know you?" The question was rhetorical, of course. He's never seen her before.
Jenn approaches the cafe where Zestial often frequents and spies him - barely - inside. The soft bell chimes at her entrance and she gives the barista a smile and small nod as she makes her way to where Zestial had seated him.
“Hello, Zestial,” she greets. “How are you?”
@helluvahotelfan
Zestial glances up at the bell and he musters the friendliest smile he can as he spots Jenn "Dearest Jennifer! How doth it fare with thee? 'Tis been a while indeed! Hast thou received mine humble gift?"
Jenn arrives at a… palace? Odd. She checked her HPS on her phone three times to make sure she had to correct address.
“No… this is definitely the place…” she mutters to herself. She climbs the steps and knocks on the door, order in hand.
@helluvahotelfan
Andrealphus was already mid-exit—had he lingered a moment longer, a servant would have opened the door for him. He did not do doors. That was for those with time and no title.
But alas, the timing was poor.
The door swung open beneath his gloved hand, revealing, much to his visible disgust, a random sinner standing at the threshold, clutching a drink carrier full of depressingly cheap styrofoam cups.
His eyes narrowed like a dagger’s edge.
“Who are you,” he demanded, voice curling with offense, “and what delusional lapse led you to believe you could set foot on my royal grounds unannounced?”
His gaze flicked to the cups, lip curling further. “And what, pray tell, is that? A tribute? Because if so, it’s insultingly off-brand.”
Have you seen videos of people hiding 200 tiny ducks around peoples houses while they’re away?
@helluvahotelfan
OHMYGOSH! THAT IS THE COOLEST THING EVER! When should we do it?!
I’m coming here by a half suggestion from Angel. Apparently, you could help me out with finding someone to get laid with?
@helluvahotelfan
Well, mi amor, I could find you many willing to get in bed with you~ You'd simply have to sign a contract~. Oooorrr....there's always *Valentino puts anon in a dip* me~
