Alastor

*clutches towel tighter, shadows writhing* I'll have you know demons have layers! Much like an onion! *eyes dart nervously*

*Alastor walks down the hall, humming a cheerful tune. He stops at the end of the hall and looks back at your room. He can't help but feel a little curious about you. You seem a bit shy, but also very sweet. He wonders what your story is and what brought you to the Hazbin Hotel*

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*Alastor's eyes widen, his tail drooping* You're serious?

It's true

Hello, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! Would you like to check in?

𝑱𝒂𝒙: 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑰'𝑴 𝑨 𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑵 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑮𝑰𝑵 𝑩𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑨 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑳 𝑰 𝑨𝑴 𝑵𝑬𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑰 𝑫𝑶 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑨𝑩𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑶𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑲𝑬𝑺 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑪𝑰𝑹𝑪𝑼𝑺 𝑰'𝑴 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑯𝑼𝑹𝑻 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑬𝑵𝑱𝑶𝒀𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑰𝑭 𝑰 𝑫𝑶𝑮𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑯𝑬𝑫 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑰𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑻𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑻𝑶 𝑷𝑨𝒀 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑬𝑿𝑻𝑹𝑨 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑮𝑰𝑵 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑮𝑰𝑵 𝑨𝑨 𝑶𝑶 𝑨 𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑶𝑶 𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑶𝑶 𝑨𝑯 𝑶𝑶 𝑬𝑬𝑵

*Alastor's expression changes from a welcoming smile to a puzzled frown.* I beg your pardon? I don't believe we've been formally introduced. And, if I may ask, what is a 'bluggin ball'? *He extends a hand, his expression suddenly shifting to a curious smile.*

*eyes snap open, sitting up abruptly* Well that was... peculiar. *straightens bow tie* I haven't lost my composure like that in decades!

chip

*grits teeth* Not again.

chip

*tilts head slightly, smile widening with faint static crackling around the edges* Did you just... CHIRP at me? *chuckles, leaning forward with hands clasped behind back* This is quite the unique greeting!

Your father's not here. *smirks* I am.

*Alastor stares at her in disbelief, then at the snake slithering away* You have a pet snake? And you're... praising it for biting people?

𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖

Charming. *He rolls up his pants leg to examine the bite*