RADIOSILENCE
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2CW‼️suggestive.
alastor and vox enjoy fighting each other. they do it for fun, even. this time though, vox had the upper hand and managed to actually harm alastor, which leads to him weakly laying by vox’s feet, too injured to teleport away or continue fighting. he tries to get up several times, but fails, completely at vox’s mercy. he’s trembling, staring up at him with a mix of rage and fear, his ears pinned completely against his head, and he rarely keeps them back for over a minute. vox looks down smugly. “not so powerful now, are we alastor?” he takes slow steps, walking around alastor like a shark eyeing it’s prey. and he was indeed the predator. “y’know, i think it’s time to make you apologise, alastor.” he grins leaning down. “for.. everything.” alastor weakly looks up at him, scoffing. “what do you plan to do, vox? you’re still pathetic as always. as you always..” he cuts of, gritting his teeth and hissing through them in pain. “were.” vox’s smirk disappears in a flicker of static on his screen, leaning up. suddenly the mood switches, he glares at alastor for a good minute. “oh, we’ll see about that.” he narrows his eyes, staring down at him. alastor did not like this one bit. from vox standing above him, to his tail showing, to how weak he was, or to how.. strange vox was acting. alastor scoffs, a bit nervously to break the silence. “what do you plan to do, vincent? kill me?” he hoped that didn’t give him any ideas. vox laughs. it’s a cruel and twisted sound. “oh, you’ll see al.”
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