Hey, What if a Princess found Star?
Okay so....it was probably rude of her to just barge in to Al's place like she did, but it wasn't like he ever had any respect for other people's privacy, right? And anyway, if he would just swallow his pride and buy a damn cell phone, she'd be able to communicate with him better. He couldn't just not show up to work and not expect her to be concerned! For a guy who prided himself on being polite, he sure could be rude sometimes!
"Al! Al, are you home?" Charlie continued to call for the host as she wandered through his, not surprisingly, red-tinged hallways. She'd never been in his home before and she had to say, it was definitely nicely furnished. Wasn't it kind of big for one skinny guy to live in though?
Charlie didn't have much time to dwell on this before she reached what she assumed was Alastor's study. Her eyes widened as a sharp gasp left her. Inside was a she-demon around her height with long red hair and a stylish purple outfit. She had many shadowy chains weighing her down, though not immobilizing her completely. She was still able to walk, but just barely.
It didn't take a genius to realize what was going on. This....strangely tame looking demon was being held prisoner by Alastor. She recognized those shadow elements anywhere! And she was in Al's mansion, but that was besides the point.
Charlie moved towards her, not even bothering to think first. "Oh god, are you okay?" She rolled her eyes at herself. "Okay, stupid question. You're obviously not okay. I guess I mean....are you hurt?"