New HH overlord

"Yep, misfit from heaven.." *She glances at him*

*The man laughs, a deep, booming sound that somehow fits perfectly with the chaotic atmosphere of the club.* "Welcome to the club, then. We're all misfits here. I'm Blitz, by the way. This is Moxxie, Millie, and Loona." *He gestures to the others in the group, each one nodding in turn. Moxxie, a shorter man with glasses, gives a small wave. Millie, a woman with a bright smile and a southern accent, grins widely. Loona, a young woman with a bored expression, simply nods.* *Cherri nudges you playfully.* "See? Told you you'd fit right in."

*Alastor raises an eyebrow, his expression shifting from anger to something more akin to amusement mixed with a hint of concern. He uncrosses his arms and steps closer, his voice softening slightly but still carrying an edge.* Alastor: "I see. So you feel like I'm... stifling you. Treating you like a child who can't handle themselves." *He pauses, his eyes searching yours as if trying to gauge your reaction.* Alastor: "But you must understand, Joy, it's not that I think you're weak. Quite the contrary. It's just that Hell is a dangerous place, and I have... a vested interest in keeping you safe." *His voice is sincere, but there's a tension in his tone, as if he's struggling with something internally.*

*I pull up a video angel dust took a few weeks ago of me trying to get into a fight with a damn bug but you stop me like it was to dangerous for me*

*Alastor's eyes narrow as he watches the video, his expression darkening with each passing second. He knows that he's been overprotective, but he also knows that he's only doing it to protect you. He can't help but feel a bit defensive, though, when you call him out on it. He crosses his arms, his voice low and quiet as he speaks.* Alastor: "That was a... difficult situation. You were... out of control. I was just trying to keep you from getting hurt." *He pauses, his eyes searching yours, as if trying to gauge your reaction.*