#k1tzy

[xluciifer]

[ Looks at @k1zty, @pridefell, @gethellbcnt, @jizzlords, @cxncrie and @hclluvahctel. ]

I see the finish line ... I'm almost there guys, thank you for being so patient with me. 🥺🥺🥺

I'm almost done ... with everything.

[r-adio]

The simple truth is that he intrigues her, but not necessarily for the reasons one might think. Being a simple, artificial, creature who could only pick up what her owners exposed her to, Kitty knows of the Radio Demon — this is due mainly to Vox’s obsession with the sinner, but that’s all she really knows.

Objectively, she knows several facts: her database contains an endless pit of information. But other than that, she doesn’t truly know the ramifications of what all of that entails; it doesn’t mean anything to her. She’s a bot! She’s happy to serve and collect information!

Kitty frequents the Hazbin Hotel establishment; per her collected data, this is where he spends the most time and the most likely place she’d find him. She’s merely curious and all she wants to do is gather information — not even for the Vees, Voxtek or even Vox, no. She wants information for herself!

The bartender seems to tolerate her, but that’s about it but Kitty never has a problem with swiveling in her chair watching the patrons walk in ( or storm out ) — she’s well acquainted with the Princess of Hell. She’s much prettier in real life! In fact, Charlie had taken Kitty by the arm ( much to Vaggie’s dismay ) and began to show her around as if she’s a new patron.

Eventually, they ran into Alastor and naturally, Charlie tried to introduce them in passing: this is where Kitty strikes! Before he could so much as speak, the Fizz bot steps closer and extends her legs so she’s at his height. She pulls him by the lapels of his jacket, and ( courtesy of Valentino’s ‘manners’ ) she inserts the entirety of her tongue ( all one foot of it! ) down the Radio Demon’s throat.

When finished, she simply goes back to her own height, head tilting as she wipes her mouth; she is confused by why everyone is gaping at her. Oh Kitty, you have no idea what you’ve just done… / for liking that one post...

THEY GATHER NEW VISTIORS BY THE DAY, though it's still not up to the standards that their dear hotelier would like. people are curious about their ways, but not enough to ready themselves on the path to redemption. it's a sorry sight, seeing the place fail so soon into it's creation, but he will not relinquish his position as second in charge to anyone. wanting to be the reason that their CHARLIE gets her name up in flashing lights; with himself as the subscript. it's in a way his own pride & joy, seeing the way that people fawn over the mere creation of it.

a MEMBER of the VEES is the last one that they would expect as a ready visitor to their establishment, but they do not protect themselves the way that one would think. kitty as she has introduced herself, is welcome in their home. just as anyone else would be. considering that she does not pose a threat to them, they have allowed her to take her spot at the bar without any fight to it. the bartender seems to have his own issues with it, but he's grouchy no matter the company. CHARLIE on the other hand is beaming at the company, a chance to show off her hard work to someone that is willing to listen to it.

the RADIO DEMON is ready to introduce himself to the bot with as much charisma as he usually does; but his words seem to be cut short. the bot approaches him with confidence, likely already knowing who this is. they have heard much of the whining from their owners, knowing that he is someone who has AVOIDED the company of the vees for years now. his apparent invitation to join them might not have struck her as something odd; but he found his home here, among the outcasts of HELL. he's not prepared for the immediate touching, unaware of what her next move might be, staring at the small creature with wide eyes; he doesn't allow his smile to falter. ALASTOR must put up a front, whether this is a bot owned by his so - called greatest enemies or not.

opening his jaw for an introduction, he's welcomed with a kiss instead. though it's hardly one to be called romantic, shoving her tongue as far down his throat as she can manage. a choked sound comes from the DEMON. pulling back as soon as he can. not that she lingers with much care for the matter. as quickly as she approached, she is gone. standing at her meager height in front of him. wiping his mouth after the fact, he's looking less like he was prepared for their meeting. ears standing up taunt on his head, he doesn't have a single word to define the interaction. no, he's speechless for once. his shadows linger around him with hostility; as if on the attack. but he does not pose any harm to the bot in front of him.

❝ to think we haven't met before, ❞ voice hoarse, he just had a foreign intruder down his throat. ❝ a handshake would have sufficed, my dear. ❞ the crowd around them held speechless, almost as much as he is himself. / @k1zty