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β € β € ΰͺœβ€βž΄ β € β € β € 𝒷𝖺𝖻𝗒, β € 𝗂'𝗆 β € 𝖺 β € π–½π–Ύπ—†π—ˆπ—‡ β € 𝗂𝗇 β € 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍, β € 𝑖𝑑'𝑠 β € π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘‘ β € π‘œπ‘“ β € π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ β € π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘” β €.ᐟ β €

β € you β € 𝓹athetic ⠀𝒢mateur.
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𐂂 β €β €β„΄β„Ž, β € π‘‘π‘œπ‘›'𝑑 β € 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑙 β € π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“ β € π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘ .ᐟ β €β € π‘¦π‘œπ‘’'π‘Ÿπ‘’ β € π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ β € π‘šπ‘œπ‘ π‘‘ β € π‘Μ²π‘œΜ²π‘€Μ²π‘’Μ²π‘ŸΜ²π‘“Μ²π‘’Μ²π‘™Μ² β € π‘ π‘–π‘›π‘›π‘’π‘Ÿ β €β € 𝑖𝑛 β € β„Žπ‘’π‘™π‘™ β € π‘›π‘œπ‘€ .ᐟ
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͏͏͏͏ 𝓒ᴡᴳᴺᴱᴰ . β™‘ΝŸπ“ * @VENATOR1S
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#radiostatic i wonder what will happen after this
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[ an ear twitches. ] non. i've been busy elsewhere, no time for such unnecessary visits.
α…  eugh. anyways. ( sitting back a bit, part of his whole ' calming down ' method ). α…  seen rosie recently?
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[ a siiiilent roll of eyes ]
α… α…  i am not delusional, i just know that i got fucked over. nothing i can do about it now, though. ( finally taking a drink of the rye ).
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hmm. yes, best we drop this roundabout argument. it will never go anywhere, so long as you remain within your delusion.
α… α…  all because of YOU & your fuckin' ... ( PAUSE. huff ). whatever. i'm not letting you do this to me.
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yes. and then you lost it, all over a terrible deal.
α… α…  lack of ... aha, alastor ... don't play coy. you heard the princess. you saw the people. hell was mine.
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yes, yes. so you enjoy claiming, despite the lack of truth behind such sentiments.
α… α…  ( BRIEF white noise ; clearing his throat a few times. glancing up ... his own ego not allowing him to just enjoy this ). α… α…  only because you cheated to win.
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[ he takes up so much space. her gaze drags along him, ] that i am, dearest. good boy for remembering.
α… α…  ( a roll of digital eyes, claws clinking against his own glass. set back ; manspreading more than he had to ). α… α…  well, if you say so. you are the boss after all.
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no. [ finally grabbing her glass, to sip at the whiskey. her voice carries through nearby radio, as mouth is otherwise occupied. ] such elaboration will do us no good, dear.
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my dear, i’ve no interest in discussing the past ! you should certainly know better.
α… α…  oh yeah? ( mood only slightly soured, mostly because of how happy he was to be around her ). α…  alright, well ... i don't want to talk about me. or ... more specifically what i did. i'm not ready.
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my dear, you were not in her thoughts when she purchased the books. [ that is to say, alastor had seen them, and snatched one … all of her own volition. ] i simply thought they would make for a decent evening distraction.
α…  she ... she did? ( he raised a skeptical brow ). what do you mean? what did she do? i ... i don't want β€”β€” or need anyone trying to fucking decipher me.
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no. [ an ear twitches, her smile thinning. ] our dear princess morningstar provided some reading materials for her β€˜ group therapy β€˜. i took one out of curiosity. it was. enlightening.
α… α…  ( he poured his own drink, a quiet little hum ... ) α… α…  oh, you're learning, huh? am i really that much of an open book?
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mm. yes, as i am learning. [ she had always known vox to have his big ideas. the lows that came along with their failures, however … far more recent territory ! ]
α…  ( a small shrug ; looking up at alastor from underneath his brow ). α… α…  i try. somedays are worse than others. you know how it is. how i am.
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just peachy, dearest. i’ve, unfortunately, had other responsibilities outside of this little hotel. [ humming softly, ] i trust you’ve been working hard in my absence ?
α… α…  ( sitting down & letting out an exhausted sigh ). you been okay, al? it's been quiet. not used to it when you're around.
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this is adequate. [ she does seem to be growing less tense, now he is here. close. ]
α… α…  ( returning just a bit longer, bottle & two glasses in hand. one set in front of her, the other across ). here you go, hun. α…  ( the bottle put down in front of her, taking a moment to remove his own jacket ). happy?
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[ overcoat shed, and neatly folded over arm of couch, as alastor settles down. getting comfortable. only because she had already planned to, not because he had asked. ]
α… α…  ( small, content lil' grin ). α… α…  of course, honey. anything for you. get comfortable, won't you? ( walking over to said bar ; barely contained eagerness ).
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hmm. [ … ] well ! i am here now. be a dear and fetch some rye from the bar.
( eyes wide!! ) what?! no! why would i be tired of your affection? you know how bad i wanted you. the hell?
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hmm. i suppose. you had the chase to fret over, you hadn’t won my affection. [ head tips to one side, ] have you grown tired of it, now you have gotten what you want ?
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