@spamddison asked: Prepare to find a tiny bird demon growling at the sight of the Radio Demon. You try and flirt with his h0chi mama you get the Spam
Alastor stops his stroll, the end of his cane coming to a rest against the ground while the hand that was holding it came up to rest on the very top of its microphonic tip, the Radio Demon’s other hand coming up to rest behind his back as he looked down toward this demon that had the guts to start growling at him.
Bold, stupidly bold some would say. Others have killed for less and all that. He most certainly has. But not this time, no reason to, no drive to, he was on a stroll and this was just a quite distraction. A sight to see on the way even! Although his shadows thought different.
Their little voices, chittering and chattering of rattlesnake like noises from entities that couldn’t properly speak to people other than him, began echoing out from every dark and shaded crevice they could manifest themselves in as their eyes and mouths began to glow from their dark hiding places. Even his own shadow, the main one himself, Lucas, chimed in with a much louder noise of excitement and interest as he began to raise off the ground and manifest. They wanted to hunt, to pick on this small creature and eat it like the opportunistic vultures they were.
In an instant, Alastor tossed his cane up and caught it just a little under the microphone on its top, already beginning to walk away from where he stood once more, a jovial tune coming from his radio static as he did.
“ Not this time! We have places to be, sights to see, and people to meet! No time to get caught up eating what we find on the side of the road. ” He hums along with the tune that was emanating from him after that declaration, his shadows had no choice but to abide by him. Lucas returned to just being Alastor’s shadows, and his smaller minions vanished just as quickly as they appeared.
