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“ 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐍, my dear -- ” Alastor greeted with the typical, static—induced whine.
“ So glad to see 𝘆𝗼𝘂 with a smile, of all things. ”
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⎯𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 — 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑 。 retweeted
Official holidays poster for ‘HAZBIN HOTEL’
The poster and greeting cards are now for sale.
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Where there was once an irritatingly 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱 flood of fresh guests pouring their way into the hotel, now there was nothing... Alastor's buck—like ears sprung to full height, and his often un—changing expression furrowed its brow.
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... in front of itself, muttering heretic curses in a dead language... before suddenly stopping, and turning a dark helm back towards...
❝ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯... ❞ It spoke in an almost accusatory tone.
❝ ... Quaint residence... for insurrectionists. ❞
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The mere mention of the showman had not escaped Alastor's grasp. The sudden pitch and whine of frequency came and went in the blink of an eye, almost like he was drawing in a shark and quick breath.
“ Well -- that does little in the way of complications! ”
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&& flicker.
❛ The angel fled after I challenged her. / Vox / is currently enjoying all the credit for merely sweeping in and checking on Eve. ❜
Cue an irritated role of her eyes.
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His eyes grow 𝘄𝗶𝗱𝗲, practically beaming with blood—soaked crimson. The jagged, tooth—filled grin across his face remains unchanged, with only his eyes to show how he felt in the moment... and even then, it wasn't clear whether or not he was ecstatic or not.
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❛ Lucky you, to have a loyal frontline witness. ❜
Never would she take up her ally’s time with drivel. Instead, she grins in turn as she relays something far bigger.
❛ This blood .ᐣ Eve’s. An angel fallen for attacking its own kind .ᐟ ❜
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buying all 6 of them when they come.. ( ik they gotta have lloyd and sensei wu coming too )........
