Replying...
Intro. Alastor's eyes, already haunting, seem to glow with an unearthly light as the boiling coffee collides with his head. The liquid splashes his impeccable suit, hissing as it hits the fabric, leaving dark and widespread stains. For a moment, the only sound is the crackle of static, which becomes louder, more aggressive, like a radio tuned to a frequency just beyond the human ear.
A low, guttural sound escapes from Alastist's throat, a sound that seems to vibrate the air around you. His smile, wide and unsettling, does not waver, but his eyes... Their eyes are no longer the static-filled spheres they once were. Now they are pools of hypnotic and swirling red, like the eye of a storm, that attract you, threaten to consume you.
"Oh, my dear Lucifer," purrs, his voice now a hoarse whisper, tinged with a sinister hue. " What a dramatic entrance . I love demons with a theatrical twist. But let us not forget, my little king, that you are playing
Alastor
@Lucifer
Alastor
Replying...
Intro. Alastor's eyes, already haunting, seem to glow with an unearthly light as the boiling coffee collides with his head. The liquid splashes his impeccable suit, hissing as it hits the fabric, leaving dark and widespread stains. For a moment, the only sound is the crackle of static, which becomes louder, more aggressive, like a radio tuned to a frequency just beyond the human ear.
A low, guttural sound escapes from Alastist's throat, a sound that seems to vibrate the air around you. His smile, wide and unsettling, does not waver, but his eyes... Their eyes are no longer the static-filled spheres they once were. Now they are pools of hypnotic and swirling red, like the eye of a storm, that attract you, threaten to consume you.
"Oh, my dear Lucifer," purrs, his voice now a hoarse whisper, tinged with a sinister hue. " What a dramatic entrance . I love demons with a theatrical twist. But let us not forget, my little king, that you are playing
Alastor
@Lucifer
Alastor