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@broadcasting-screams-since-33 - @first-sinner-of-hell

After the disaster that happened with Alastor and his alternate universe self, Lilith had barely slept.

On the mornings she spent her time burying her head in books, ranging from being written in old unspoken languages such as Latin, to being downright undecipherable to anyone who wasn't at least one thousand year old. And on the nights, she ended up wandering the halls like a ghost, most of the times ending up on the rooftop where everything had happened.

Lucifer still had not dared to come back to his own room. It has gotten so bad that the guest started complaining about the short king hogging up the sofa of the lobby.

And the weirdest part, Charlie thought, was that since very recently, every time she had gone to talk with Alastor, something always happened that directed her attention somewhere else.

It was very weird. The wall never exploded this many times in a row, and Cherri swore she wasn't at fault two out of the three times that happened today.

Charlie decided enough was enough. Something was happening at the Hotel and it was her duty to fix it! So, first step, get to have a conversation with Alastor.

That is, in fact, a terrible idea. Vox knows it. He should stay away, observe and only intervene if things are at their worst. He should wait and see how everything unfolds before taking action.

But he really cannot allow any more things to get to their worst point. Val is missing, gone with Wesper without a trace outside his studio; Lilith is crumbling; Vel does not talk to him; young Alastor had a knee-jerk reaction to kill him; angels casually observe him, Lucifer lazily decides between taking his powers, his head or his legacy, and Vox needs control.

He needs it so much.

He carefully picks a place for slaughter, picks a stationary phone with the physical location on the other side of the Pentagram city, and changes his voice to a staticless and a few tones higher, stopping on the verge between male and female voice.

He calls on the phone of Alastor's room in the Hotel.

"Good news, sir," he says in the changed voice of his. "I've found them. They have gatherings every Thursday around 5 pm. They hire prostitute actors to do ritualistic hangings. You said you want their club as your hunting ground? Come at the Whistler's Avenue 605, it's just two blocks away from Cannibal town. The gall, am I right? You've paid for the services in advance, so you owe me nothing."

Then he hangs up the phone.

That will let Alastor get off some steam for sure.

Vox shouldn't watch, should he?

'k babes I have been wanting to explore Alastor's [spoiler], but I don't want to retcon current Al's evolution (getting reconciled with Vox + very beginning of finding how to work that relationship with Val in the middle).

I have been brainstorming how to do [spoiler], and I'll do my best to portray it through implicit writing until everyone catches on.

I also want to give players a little bit of a mystery and enigma to puzzle up for fun!

It should also help deepen the character and his bonds to others (perhaps even help Vox decide if Al is actually worth it as a partner or not)

TL;DR:

Is this okay for you all?

If not... let's discuss it, I don't want to hinder your own plans!

I hope yall can trust that I am not retconning current Al and that you will see him again.

As soon as I get back to rp next week I will hit my regulars up with prompts/interactions

... As angels begin to visit Hell more often, the unease spreads in the Pride Ring. Though the exterminations are paused, Charlie's hotel is considered to be a success, and the archangels don't seem hostile, too little time passed since exterminations for sinners to remain calm. The gossip spreads, and Vox takes it upon himself to carefully manage it.

... Alastor seems to have arrived to the Pit, with his power intact, and be in a more ruinous mood lately. It's been a while since he attacked unprovoked, and that's another piece of gossip that spreads through Pride Ring like wildfire. Radio demon also seems to have gotten himself quite a predatory pet.

... But all of that pales in the sight of the last piece of gossip, which Velvette gets first hand from Vox. Because it mustn't spread. Because Vox has been waiting for it to appear somewhere, anywhere, since his own drones proved useless, and since it has been a couple of weeks already since Valentino exited his studio and didn't come back, and it's been not much less days since Velvette got angry with Vox enough to refuse to talk to him.

Today, Vox comes to her parlor and shoos away all her workers, before actually talking to her.

"Do you remember me telling you about Val having a fucking abusive ex-lover? Wesper was the name. A former Overlord. I killed that bitch right before Val's proposal to me, but, apparently, the motherfucking wasps are really quick to regenerate or some shit. Val left with him sometime ago. Willingly. I tried tracing him. I wasn't... wasn't sure if he just decided to leave me. Us. He took Cupid with him."

He moves his tablet to Velvette, showing her recent pictures - Val with Cupid, smiling, seductive... two hands hidden out of view. Val in the bathtub - much thinner than he already usually is, majestic wings damp and hanging to the floor.

Val's hand, broken, bleeding and unbandaged.

And a covert ad on one of the closed pimp forums with an offer to bid for an Overlord of Lust as a common whore. Almost no limits. Extra payment for temporary death.

Wesper made sure to make the price astronomical, and still there were bidders.

"I need your help, Vel," Vox's voice sounds unnaturally calm. "I'll need you to make sure none of those photos leak anywhere. I'm gonna bid for him. I cannot trace this smug motherfucker, this striped bitch, so I'm gonna pretend to be an other Overlord, and I'll put on a proper show, and when I arrange a meeting, we go there, all precautions taken, and, by god, we make sure Wesper never is Val's problem again."

@voxpopulidei - @first-sinner-of-hell

It had been barely a few days ever since the mess with Alastor(s) happened.

Of course the first one to betray Alastor would be Alastor himself. Now, the Alastor that was 'just visiting' from another dimension walked around freely with his new cane ampliflying his powers and no chains on him.

Lilith was worried about how Vox had been faring up. She herself had not been doing well either. She felt like Lucifer had betrayed her trust by choosing not to do anything when the situation was at the most dire point.

'But Vox had just lost a lover', Lilith thought. 'I am already distraught when I'm mad at Lucifer. If I were to lose him...' She couldn't even conceive the thought.

She still had not given up on that last strand of hope of bringing Alastor back. But two heads think better than one. Specially if both heads were clouded with anguish feelings.

That's why she presented herself on the Vee Tower one evening unnanounced with the most finest wine of Gluttony on her hands.

// I won't be online much this week, so...

*Alastor gets yoïnked.*

@voxpopulidei Vox gets a notification from their deal, and cannot reach his frequency.