#&& Vox || ofmoraliity

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Plotted starter for @ofmoraliity ~ Alastor & Vox [ ft: Velvette & Rosie ]

Alastor idly ran a clawed finger along the thin cane of his microphone, eyes fixed on Carmilla and wide grin firmly in place, making it impossible to tell what might be going on in his mind. It had been a long time since he had attended one of those meetings. Ten years? More? In any case, it had been longer than he cared to remember.

The truth was that, even before his, ah, "sabbatical", he used to attend them only sporadically. While he understood the strategic value of such events, he had always found most of them quite pointless. It was all about settling disputes over territories and all the sort of politics no one cared about. Fact that was proven mere hours after said meeting had ended, when one of the Overlords crossed the lines they had voted to establish, as if the discussion had never happened.

In spite of all that, he was ready to admit that things seemed to have changed since the last time he had been in town. With Carmilla Carmine holding the reins, the discussion was handled by someone who not only had some proper common sense, but who also never beat around the bush and wasted everyone's time.

Also, unlike the previous times, he had an actual stake to defend, since he was sponsoring Charlie's hotel and said little endeavour was intimately connect with the whole Extermination talk. So, perhaps, that meeting would have turned out to be productive, to an extent. A little disappointing, since no one seemed to care about his prolonged absence, but not a total waste of his time.

Or, at least, he had believed so until the door had been shoved open, cutting Carmilla's off mid-sentence, and Velvette and Vox had stepped in the conference room. "Fashionably late", someone would have called them, but in Alastor's eyes, it was merely rude cheekiness.

The Radio Demon's expression remained unchanged, even if that took an extra effort when Velvette hopped in the spot at the other head of the table, leaving her associate the only still available seat. Namely, the one next to Alastor himself.

Oh deer.

He could have almost sworn that Velvette's eyes had locked on him for the briefest moment, before she had directed her attention back to her phone. Paranoia wasn't something he often indulged into, since he found it extremely inconvenient and annoying, but he couldn't help wondering if her choice of seat had a second aim.

"Before you ask, it's just me and Voxxy," the fashionista spoke up, before anyone could address the newcomers. "Val has better shit to do than listening to an old windbag like you. I was planning on coming on my own to represent, but someone insisted on tagging along."

Only then her gaze left the screen once more, this time landing on Vox, her painted lips curling in a subtle grin that was half way between knowing and mocking.

"Isn't that right, my darling?~"

[statiicstag]

❝ What was that, now ? I didn't quite hear you ! ❞ Oh yes, he had. His large ears weren't just for show, you know. But he'd be thrilled to have him repeat it.

❝ Are you offering to throw me a party ? How charitable ! I'd love to see what you come up with ! ❞ The sarcasm fell upon ears that only now chose to be deaf.

A mutter of a reply back hopefully the other didn't hear. "Like i was the only one who cared to notice you leave for 7 years..." But quickly let that die into a whispered mutter. "I don't care it's your stupid birthday what do you want a damn party thrown for your smug self?!" that was sarcastic don't answer-

[radioaf-a]

counited from the ask with @ofmoraliity

There is a playful chuckle at the TV box words. "I fail to see what's is to like by working with an overgrown moth who I'm pretty sure is only attracted to you because he like shiny things and a child who does nothing but boss you around." Why insult Vox  when he could insult all of them.

[damnedrainbows]

Sporadically manifests just to pull out the audio cord connecting into Vox's monitor.

@ofmoraliity

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Instead of giving a verbal answer to Vox's question, Alastor broadcast a cheerful tune in the air all around them. Does he still have inquiries? Mayhaps. However, the main reason why he wants to poke and prod at the subject is another.

But that's one card he's going to keep close to his chest. No peeking allowed.

"Wonderful! Then I'll see you...Let's say this Friday?" He speaks up, delivering a little tap on Vox's shoulder with his microphone. "Meet me in front of the clock at midday sharp, and we can pick a place suitable for us both."

Without waiting for an answer, he starts turning on his heels. "Don't be late! That would be incredibly rude, and you know how much I value manners! Till then, my dear fellow!"

And with that, he takes one step forward, only to vanish in a pool of shadows and leave Vox standing there. He's not getting a choice in the whens and hows that lunch will happen...if it will.

But that's more fun, isn't it? At least for one of them.

Now Vox had a choice even with Alastor leaning away looking as annoying as ever, the words spoken made the TV demon stop from even walking again. "You have more questions about this?" What else could Alastor ask him to get more if any infomation. Vox was stubborn and kept Alastor away after the other did refuse a team up and leave for seven years.

Vox fell silent eyes scanning the others expression the same smile the same relaxed but confident way he carries himself. "...It won't work but you can try talking to me about this longer than needed over lunch,i guess.." He muttered looking away. "I'm not saying theres anything to else to add." He felt anxious. "You wasted my time already by startig this."

[hostradio]

@ofmoraliity &&. said... "just like your audience is very dead silent right now-" // i..am sorry for sassy Vox and this being the ice breaker interation i loved you Al from afar fgnfgn

❝  is  this  some  flimsy  attempt  to  push  my  buttons,  old  friend? ❞  oh  dear.  he  hasn't  a  clue  what  kind  of  MONSTER  he's  awakened  —  the  radio  demon  is  just  getting  started.  ❝  i'm  afraid  you'll  have  to  try  harder  than  that  —  it's  not  even  remotely  effective! ❞  a  heavy  sigh;  a  shake  of  the  head.   ❝  oh,  but  don't  blow  a  fuse,  now. ❞   alastor  pretends  to  reassure,  condescension  all  but  saturating  every  word.  ❝  perhaps  you  should,  as  they  say,  limit  your  screen  time  —  you  might  be  able  to  think  of  a  more  creative  comeback. ❞

the  invisible  audience  follows  this  up  with  a  round  of  applause.  technically  speaking,  they  may  very  well  be  a  manifestation  of  his  own  power  and  not  a  TRUE  crowd  of  adoring  listeners  —  but  the  radio  demon  doesn't  need  validation  from  others  to  prove  his  own  self-worth.  or  his  impeccable  sense  of  humor,  for  that  matter  —  he  KNOWS  he's  funny!

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@ofmoraliity: ( Can't believe this is what Vox sees first thing u.u rip) Vox: *is having a buffering moment because the what if choices--- kicks him instead-*

The kick doesn't even properly hit Alastor, because one of his shadows blocks it before it can meet his unplanned target. It's no harm done, technically speaking, but Hell forbids that the Radio Demon lets it slide.

Not when it's coming from Vox, of all people.

The space around them goes dark without a warning and his corneas turn black, radio dials shining and turning brightly. The next moment he is right in the other's screen.

"Careful with the games you play, old pal. I've reaped, torn and DEVOURED more powerful souls than yours."

Just as quickly as it has shifted, everything goes back to normal, and Alastor bonks Vox on the head with his microphone.

"Silly picture box."

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"You used to be more fun than this, picture box. But I supposed I shouldn't be surprised, considering how low your standards are these days."

Alastor's figure melts away, just to reappear right behind Vox. He flicks on of the other's antennae, a little harder than it's strictly necessarily, and then shrugs with a non-committal hum.

"But I will take my leave. I have no reason to stay, if all I get is you whining like a toddler. I have things worth of my attention waiting for me! Till next time...or not."

Vox glares even darker. "You have a twisted sense or a marriage contract. Oh wait you just want to eat my heart you sick freak! I don't think you're getting my point here. Don't touch me don't even dare crack my ribcage open and finally LEAVE ME ALONE!"

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continued from here with @ofmoraliity

"Oh I was still well aware of what was happening in the city. I hear everything that happens over the radio waves or did you forget that?" He wasn't starting a fight rather pointing out a slight flaw in Vox logic. "But you still don't know everything do you? You see and hear most of what goes on in Hell. I'm not debating that fact, you're a skilled stalker." He might as well give some form of compliment he supposed even if it's still backhanded.

[ofmoraliity]

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#OFMORALIITY is a multimuse ( currently a dual muse ) ft. Muses Hazbin Hotel Alastor and Vox . All testing portrayals.

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MultiShip

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Crossover friendly / selective.

OC friendly and selective.

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[radioaf-a]

@ofmoraliity sent in:

“At the very least, my suffering must be entertaining.” // us talking about poor Vox i have to send this in,it's fitting XD Vox to Al uwu

He can't help but laugh at picture show words. Oh the poor flat face fool took the words right out of his month for once.

"Oh oh Vox I needed a good laugh." He takes a calming breath before looking at his old pal with a bright smile. "Aw but you have no one to blame but yourself for your suffering. You are too quick to jump to anger. We both know that one day that will be your downfall."

[radioaf-a]

@ofmoraliity sent in from this meme: "Don't you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk?" // offers my Vox to Al uwu

"Do you ever get tired of breathing? I could easily fix that for you if it is the case." Is offered with a bright grin to the TV overlord. "Honestly Vox you are the one who tends to over run their mouth."

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Alastor's eyes narrowed at the slightly shaky answer he got from his rival. The other was obviously hiding something, but he didn't want to jump to conclusions, not without having milked more clues out of the other.

Good thing that he still knows how to play Vox's strings, even after all those years.

Just as swiftly as he had moved closer, the Radio Demon slides back out of arm's reach, casually dropping his eyes on his claws.

"Oh, I see," he starts in a nonchalant, disinterested tone. "If that's the case, then I won't bother you with an invitation to continue our talk somewhere nice and private for lunch." He waves a dismissive hand. "Run along now. I'm sure that you must have business somewhat important to take care of."

Again his shoulder tensed up looking away as Alastor leaned in to comment something else. "Ah so you like the gossip she's suggested then? It amuses you.." A nervous pause and a shift of his body. Unsure how to keep going about this.

Vox hopes he wasnt as nervous looking as he felt, Alastor was clearly an idiot here not getting the hint to drop this topic. "I already told you my thoughts on what she said what else do you want me to say about it? It shouldn't be discussed more."

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The words get a brief, staged laugh out of Alastor. Rosie approaching Vox himself to confirm her gossip? What a ridiculous idea!

"I will not tell her such a thing!" He exclaims, his tone speaking in volume of what he thinks of that suggestion. "She has more important affairs to deal with and better companies to entertain to spend her time on the likes of you!"

This time, as Vox makes to get away, the Radio Demon steps aside, as to leave the way free for him. However, the moment when the other brushes him, a shadow tentacle grabs his arms, holding his rival in place.

"Besides," he goes on, leaning in until his face is mere inches away from Vox's screen. "I believe that such intimate matters should be discussed exclusively among the people directly involved. Don't you agree?"

Vox actually steps as far back befor deciding to try and pysh past the Radio demon this time. "Well then she can ask me herself directly about it not speak to you about theories. Alastor can we not get into this? If you want a clear answer, it's no. Happy? now drop the topic..i don't want to discuss it." A waver in his confident act ready to actually leave. the more he stayed the more he hated this feeling.

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Velvette didn't even bother answering Vox's protests. She just kept glaring pointedly, arms crossed on her chest and lips curled in a frown. She wasn't going to take her words back and it was clear that she wouldn't have budged until her fellow Vee wouldn't have complied to her command.

All considered, it was a good thing that Vox gave up as quickly as he did. If he hadn't, all he would have obtained was making an even bigger scene.

Once the Media Overlord was gone, the fashionista turned her eyes on Alastor, obviously expecting him to follow suit.

The Radio Demon held her gaze, grin tightening in displeasure. The temptation to refuse her out of spite was strong, also because he couldn't have people think that they could so easily boss him around. However, everyone was looking at him and, as much as he enjoyed drama, that didn't apply when he was at the centre of it.

Moreover, he didn't want to find himself forced, later on, to have to put effort in getting back into Carmilla's good graces. It wasn't worth it.

"It appears that the circumstances require me to take my leave," he stated, addressing Rosie as he stood up. He calmly adjusted his coat and picked up his microphone. "I'll come look for you later, my dear. I'd hate not to know how this meeting ended!"

With a parting bow of his head directed to all the present, he headed out of the room in turn, discreetly ordering Frank to follow Carmilla once the meeting would get wrapped up.

Once he was back in the hallway, he instantly spotted Vox pacing around. He could have simply ignored his rival and walked away, but he had some pent-up frustration that demanded to be let out and the other was the perfect target for it.

"Amazing job, old pal! You got us both kicked out. Quite embarrassing, I dare to say. And all because you can't control that temper of yours. Or are you that desperate for attention that you'd take it even in such form?"

Vox angry glare shifts to Vel, she was not going to make this worse?! He paused ranting at the radio demon long enough to hear her comments and how the others reacted about it. Instead of a glare his TV buffered in embarrassment. she did not just! "Vel what the hell?! You can't just say that its not like that damnit!!" He refusing to move to the door. But he already feels staying after her reply was enough to make him want to find a way to go die.

He steals a glance at the rest now he was glaring darkly, who dares think that's funny, he wanted to kill them on the spot. Stepping away his focus torn between her and the enemy he has 'weird tension' with. "You're both so annoying." with that final comment he makes his quick exit not bothered if Al does follow so a fight could happen. Right now he flustered and livid at Vel for that.

Rosie had leaned back but comment towards Alastor after all of that. "I think the point he was..going to say is he..cared you left for 7 years, my friend. But this is awkward now. Are you leaving too?" A silent hint to go follow and talk it out or fight to the death-