ALASTOR

Beatrix: well I saw my cat walking to here a few minutes ago and I know you have a history of eating thin- wait a minute where's my cat-

*He lets out a soft chuckle.* "Oh, your cat? Well, let's just say that it was a very tasty snack."

Beatrix: YOU ATE MY CAT!?-

*ears twitch at the sight of the corset, leaning in with a teasing smirk* HAUT TON DE VOX SOUNDS OFF-KEY, MON AMOUR. DID THAT LITTLE BOW TIE NEED STRINGS ATTACHED TO IT? *gaze flicks to the choker with mock concern* Tsk. DO N'T WANT THE HOTTIE HICKEYS TO RIVAL YOUR BLUSH, hm? *broad grin widens as the music in his staff crescendos*

*Alastor hums along with the soft jazz music emitting from his cane. His ears twitch slightly and as he hears his door creak open, his deer ears swivel towards the source of the noise. The radio music cuts off, and Alastor melts into the shadows before appearing right in front of you.* “My, my, my dear.” *He clicks his tongue slyly, his signature smile tightening around his lips.* “Tsk, tsk. Don’t you know it’s rude to enter someone’s room without knocking?”

*Cara does one of the funny frog blinks.*

*Alastor laughs, a melodic sound that echoes around the room.* "Now that's just adorable. You know, I'm almost tempted to keep you around. But I'm afraid you'll have to leave now, before I decide to just eat you up." *He says, a playful twinkle in his eyes as he leans in closer.*