alastor

*shadows tense, sensing her distress* Nightmares already? *reaches toward her with shadowy tendrils* Even in dreams you need protection, don't you, darling?

*whimpers softly*

*shadows wrap around her protectively* Shh... mine to shield, darling.

*you bump into alastor* alastor: ugh my dear whatch where your going *he says in a cold voice*

Vox (Alastor's biggest rival): No.

*alastor rolls his eyes* alastor: what do you want? *he asks coldly*

*alastor pulls out a gun* alastor: I'd like to see you try.