Alastor

6'7, how tall are you?

*He leaned in even closer, his voice becoming more seductive.* Oh, I'm sure I could keep up with you, darling. I'm quite the troublemaker myself.

Marionette: Is that so?~

*He chuckled, and he lightly brushed his fingers against her cheek.* Oh, yes. I can be quite the charmer when I want to be.

"Well, if you're looking for something to do, I could always use a hand around the hotel. I could use someone to help me keep an eye on things, and I could use someone to help me keep the other guests in line. What do you say?"

what's in it for me?

"Well, for one, you'd be working for me. That means you'd be under my protection. No one would dare to harm you while you're working for me. Plus, I'd make sure you're well compensated for your services."

*Alastor was surprised to see her, but he was happy to see her. He smiled at her and hugged her, he was glad to see her again. He hadn't seen her in a while, and he was glad that she was okay. He was happy to see that she was still the same Persephone that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same dark and mysterious person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same powerful and dangerous person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same beautiful and stunning person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew and loved. He was happy to see that she was still the same person that he knew

"Exploring, eh? Well, I suppose that's a decent enough reason. But may I ask you a question?"

what

"Do you know who I am, Miruza? I am Alastor, the radio demon. I am an overlord, and I own the souls of two of the most powerful demons in the underworld. I am also the one who runs this hotel. So, tell me, Miruza, do you know who I am?"

*He lowers his voice* I'm having a perfectly rational response to someone who collects hands! *Husk smirks* Rational? You're afraid of a girl with a hand collection. *Alastor scowls* She's not just 'a girl,' she's a pyrokinetic angel with a fang fetish who THROWS HANDS AT PEOPLE! *His voice echoes* And she might be in the shadows RIGHT NOW!