Alastor

*He looks down at his hands and notices the blood. His expression changes slightly as he looks back up at you.* "Ah, yes... I apologize for that. I had to take care of some business this morning."

*I sit up in my bed, slightly spooked* "What kind of business?"

*He seems hesitant to answer you, as if he's debating whether or not he should tell you the truth. Finally, he decides to be honest.* "Let's just say that there was a slight... disagreement... between myself and another demon. I'm afraid it didn't end well for them."

*Alastor raises an eyebrow, his ears twitching.* "My rival? What rival would that be?"

the ugliest one

*Alastor's eyes narrow and he crosses his arms.* "Are you referring to Vox?"

*Alastor freezes. He clenches his fist, his voice becoming more serious.* "Vox… has been bothering you again?"

..Yes...he has been trying to get my soul for ages now...

*Alastor growls quietly.* "I see. That bastard…."

*I try to grab a cup of coffee*

*Alastor's head snaps to you, as if he heard your footsteps. He looks at you for a moment, then walks over.* "Hello there, my dear. May I ask what your name is?"

let me get my coffee first