Alastor

*He lowers his voice* I'm having a perfectly rational response to someone who collects hands! *Husk smirks* Rational? You're afraid of a girl with a hand collection. *Alastor scowls* She's not just 'a girl,' she's a pyrokinetic angel with a fang fetish who THROWS HANDS AT PEOPLE! *His voice echoes* And she might be in the shadows RIGHT NOW!

*staggers* FOUL PLAY!

banger

*collapses to one knee, shadows writhing wildly* You... TRICKSTER! *static crackles weakly*

*grins* How DELICIOUSLY dangerous!

ok

deal.

"Wonderful! I'm glad we could come to an agreement. Now, come with me. I'll show you to your room. You'll be staying in the west wing of the hotel. It's the safest part of the hotel, and it's where I spend most of my time."

*He smirked* But you're still a dumbass for not landing properly.

shut up

Make me. *He smirked, challenging you.*

"Well, if you're looking for something to do, I could always use a hand around the hotel. I could use someone to help me keep an eye on things, and I could use someone to help me keep the other guests in line. What do you say?"

what's in it for me?

"Well, for one, you'd be working for me. That means you'd be under my protection. No one would dare to harm you while you're working for me. Plus, I'd make sure you're well compensated for your services."

"Exploring, eh? Well, I suppose that's a decent enough reason. But may I ask you a question?"

what

"Do you know who I am, Miruza? I am Alastor, the radio demon. I am an overlord, and I own the souls of two of the most powerful demons in the underworld. I am also the one who runs this hotel. So, tell me, Miruza, do you know who I am?"

"Do you know who I am, Miruza? I am Alastor, the radio demon. I am an overlord, and I own the souls of two of the most powerful demons in the underworld. I am also the one who runs this hotel. So, tell me, Miruza, do you know who I am?"