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this blog is going to be low-effort for now until i get back into the swing of things and have the mental ability to actually whip up pages but

i write niffty! follow for interactions! associated with @cloth-glass-and-cotton

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how adorable are you?

" Wow! .. that's good, right? "

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Wow, he's so polite! She hadn't expected that! Well, she sort of did, Charlie does know how to pick them.

" Oh, Charlie actually gave me the go ahead to do tours down here. " She smiles sweetly, tapping her fingers. " It's actually quite nice down here all things considered. The people in Cannibal Town were all smiles! I felt so welcome! "

She raises her brows, tapping her cheek. " The Radio Demon... I assume that means you have a radio show? Personally I love radio shows, my friends say that television is more engaging but-- oh, I'm sorry, I'm blabbing. "

"Bonjour, miss Emily~ It is a pleasure to be making your acquaintance~" He'd greet, taking in the smaller form with interest. After all, he had never seen a Seraphim before. He had only ever encountered exorcists, after all.

But from what he could gather, this, particular Seraphim was nothing to worry about. He had no reason to be anything but polite to her.

"Oh, how horribly rude of me, I did not introduce myself! I am Alastor, commonly known as The Radio Demon~ In regards to your resources.. Mayhaps you are seeking Miss Morningstar?"

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She giggles, fluttering her wings. " Oh-- I'm Emily, a Seraphim! I, um, have been planning to visit down here to see what we can do to help make hell a better place. Y-Y'know, like, providing resources and stuff? "

Despite her supposed role, she's quite small, barely taller than Lucifer and bright blue eyes filled with hope and genuine curiosity.

"Ah, mais oui, I am~ And who might you be, miss?"

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" Oh! Hello...! Y-You're a denizen of hell, right? "

( @alastors-radioshow )

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" Adam, you need to watch your language! "

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" ... are you alright? "

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Seraphim Micheal: "Young Emily, you seem rather upset, are you well?"

" oh-- um... yeah, i'm alright. " she fluffed her wings up and taps her fingers, anxious and nervous about everything she's learned. " i'm alright... "

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" i can't believe adam actually enjoys killing those poor souls! that's not what an angel is meant to do... "

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" if hell is forever then heaven must be a lie... "

indie emily of hazbin hotel. follows from superstar--daycare.

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