#inter; al

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@caustic-c​; continued from X;;

Oh, he’s amused, immensely so; that’s good! If he’s not laughing, flirting; that means you’ve lost his interest and trust us when we say, you do not want that. Al made no promises to anything, but the thought certainly entertained him. 

               “---Oh, the scandal! Are you certain your political career will survive?”

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@internumexitium; continued from X;;

You know, his didn’t actually remember. Maybe because he wasn’t actually there. Well, scratch that, he was, but he wasn’t, you know? His body was there, but he wasn’t exactly himself. Though, explaining that to a complete stranger was way too complicated. If anything, he’d just think he was crazier than he likely already did. 

                                        “---Just’a fight. I do it all the time.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie, but not entirely the truth either. Sure, he got injured in fights quite a bit, occupational hazard being a street fighter, but this was worse than usual. Of course, he wouldn’t admit to that. The last thing he needed was to be taken to a hospital; he just needed rest. Once he’d gotten some sleep he’d be fine. 

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@goxinsane; s.c. ---> Al;;

               “---Ya know, this isn’t exactly the best place to be right now... ‘less you plan on participatin’ in the next fight,” he paused, looking down at her feet, brows now furrowing; “and I wouldn’t recommend that in those shoes...” 

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open -> alastor;;

A fun fact about Al, he loved riling people up. The angrier he could get them, the better. It was all in good fun, well, at least for him. Of course, unlike most, he also had the ability to give (and take) the nasty beatings that were sure to follow. His favorite pass time was fighting, could you really blame him? They made it so easy. He could only hope this guy would be more entertaining than the last.

A playful laugh escaped his lips, smile never leaving his face as he squared up to the other.

"Make. Me."

With a growl of rage, the other reached for Alastor's throat, knocking him to the ground as he attempted to choke the life from him. This went on (was allowed to go on) for a good few minutes before Al grew bored, the other not even causing black dots to cloud his vision. It took only a second for him to flip the other, pinning him before 'properly' showing him how to choke somebody.

What a disappointment...

Leaving the unconscious boy on the ground, Al sighed, only now realizing that another was watching him.

"In my defense, he choked me first."

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@devilscratch​ said:

“ for a second you shook my faith. ” (alastor)

          “---Y’er faith?” The corner of his lips twitched upward slightly, the tiniest hints of amusement dancing in his eyes; though one couldn’t really be sure who exactly found that statement humorous, him or the demon. Was there even a difference anymore? What the hell, not exactly the word he would chosen, but to each their own he guessed. 

          “---If I can do that, maybe ya should start lookin’ at a different faith.” 

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@maidenxfthemxuntains​; s.c. ---> Alastor;;

A journal laid open on his lap when she approached. A picture of a demonic dog like creature seeming ready to jump off the page, tiny print filling the margins surrounding. He’d fallen asleep again; he really needed to stop doing that. Who knew what could happen if this kept up? He allowed a groan to escape, dragging his hand over his face, clearly still exhausted before noticing her presence. Sigh. Seriously? Was he really so tired he couldn’t notice someone that close to him? 

Quickly pocketing the notebook, he stood, holding his hands out as if to say ‘my bad’ and show he really wasn’t looking for a fight. Maybe if he wasn’t so tired he’d jump at the chance, but not right now. 

                         “---Sorry about that, did you need something?” 

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OPEN ---> ALASTOR;;

          “---Am I supposed’a be impressed?” 

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❛can you cook bacon with a hair straightener? asking for a friend.❜ (For Alastor from Foxy)

@amity-and-enmity; Al —> Foxy;;

               “—‘pends on how good t’a straightener is.” He’s joking; please do not try to cook bacon with something meant for your hair. “—Though I suggest a fryin’ pan; less likely t’a get injured that way.”