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Voxtek Enterprises.

The garish building wasn't one Alastor would normally deign to step foot into, but the Vees were causing issues for Charlie and the hotel (and by extension- him) and well, that just wouldn't do. He was here to solve these issues before they became a bigger nuisance to him.

His steps make a light clacking sound on the tile as he walks across the large lobby, peering around with the usual sharp-toothed smile on his face taking in every detail of the interior of the large building.

Overcompensating much, Vox? he thinks to himself as he takes in the large building, a small hum off amusement accompany the thought. Oh, how he hopes he has a chance to make the comment to the other sinner in person. Vox's reactions to his jabs were always delightful.

He's almost to the front desk when a figure catches his eye. Not the one he was looking for, per se, but one that would work just as well for what he needed.

"Velvette, dear!" he calls out, arms opening wide as he approaches her, then stops abruptly a few feet away from her, cane making a tiny clicking sound as it hits the floor between his feet. He leans forward, hovering over her, broad smile still in place.

"Could I bother you for a moment, hm?"

@helldrip said: ❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜ ( Vel to Val )

"No." The simple accented response is accompanied by a cloud of smoke being blown in her face.

He chuckled at how excited Lucifer seemed to be about this. It was kind of cute how much like Charlie he was. Guess that apple didn't fall too far from the tree after all.

"Okay, okay, I guess I can't really say no to an exclusive offer like that...!"

  ❝ well, of course! it's not just the night off. I have a wonderful little spot in the middle of the pentagram. they don't usually allow sinners in, but they'll just have to make an exception. you're going to love it! ❞

"A date, huh? Sorry to say you'll have to put in a little more effort than that to take me out, sire."

  ❝ that's what I like to hear. I'll call Charlie and get you the night off. it's a date! ❞ 

"Well, I can't say no to the King of Hell now, can I? Tell me when and where, boss man."

  ❝ tell you what, Charlie's always saying you need to get out more. I'll take you out and show you a fun time! ❞ 

@helldrip said: SMACK ( for Lucifer, with love from Alastor )

send me  “SMACK”  for your muse to just punch mine in the face.

He stumbled back at the impact of the punch, hands flying up to his face. Did it hurt? Yeah. Was he pissed about getting hit by the so called 'radio demon'? Oh, absolutely.

But he was above all that. (Or rather, he didn't want to get in trouble with Charlie for fighting one of her friends. Even if HE didn't start it.) In fact, the anger quickly dissolves to a pleased expression on his face as he shakes off the pain.

"Oho! So, things can get under your skin, huh? Not so unflappable now, are we, Alabastor?"

@helldrip said: [ Bee to Lucifer ] is this u

He stared at the image for a long moment, trying to even process what he was looking at, before he finally replied.

[ Lucifer to Bee ] NO [ Lucifer to Bee ] >:( >:( >:(

then less than a minute later he follows up with another message.

[ Lucifer to Bee ] Tho you just gave me an idea so thank you, Bee :)❤️

"Yes, but people expect that from me." He lounges back on the sofa, stretching one leg along the length of it. "I am the Drama of the Vees. I make the messes and Vox and you-" here he reaches across the space between them to tap the tip of her nose. "Clean it up for me."

@helluvahotpot sent,  ❝  Babygirl there is something obviously wrong with your brain.  ❞   /   tumblr text posts part two

  ❝ I did not just hear that shit out of your mouth, Valentino. I did not just fucking hear that from the guy who chases after whores. babe, if something is wrong with my brain, what’s your god damn excuse? ❞

@helldrip said: “I don't think I've ever met anyone as vexing as you."

"Ha! Is that so?" He places a fist on one hip and tips his head to look up at the radio demon, one eyebrow cocked. "You don't get out much, do you?"