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Ouch. What the fuck, /Dad/? His eyes flickered to red for a brief moment before raising a fist at him. "Yea? Well don't you! Don't you- don't you have-- Miracles to like...Let humans down with or something?!"
tail?
After an awkward of silence and folding his arms, he looked back up at the radio demon across from him.
"So uh...What ...What has your tighty whiteys in a bunch? "
He lifted his hat and adjusted himself again to try and sit himself up. Nope, still sinking. He then turned the duck beanbag into more of a recliner, sitting across from him.
"Okay, Mr. 'I have boundaries', still taking mine." It was a corner, Lu, calm down. Heh, was that a
Arms crossed behind his back, he still seemed unimpressed with the bean bag though now mixed it unimpression towards the king.
"Mhm..."
He looked towards Luciferโs bed then politely sat on the edge, staring at him.
"I'll just sit here."
"AH! Rosie! Yes, of course, of course....Rosie...Rose-EE. Like the flower and an E. I can totally remember that." He answered before tilting his head. "Well, I'm flattered! I've uh...I don't believe I've ever been to CanAbel town"
/Rosie/ will do, my dear.
[She sternly corrects him and then looks off at the statue, fondness in her expression.]
Oh that? A simple tribute to the Morningstar Family, a reminder that you and yours are always welcome here in Cannibal Town.
"Wow....I offer my services and you are still ungrateful. It is TOO a chair! Watch!" He then leaped onto the duck bean bag and melted into it as a little 'squeak' was heard. His hat fell over his eyes.
Okay, maybe it was a bit too...Sinky, but he'd work with it!
Alastor stared at the beanbag. His grin was calm though it was clear the radio demon wasn't pleased by the offered beanbag.
"...I think I'd rather stand. A beanbag /barely/ counts as a chair."
"Eh. Potato pot-pot-o! Popot...pop....popop..." Whatever. English was weird. As Alastor leaned in, the King backed away for a moment.
Face faltering, Lucifer then realized the Radio Demon was serious.
"You're really determined, aren't ya?" He then waved his staff and
"I have a hobby, plenty," He leaned in towards Lucifer, arms once again behind his back. "This is an /obsession/."
Standing back up straight, he lets out a small, troubled sigh "But it will have to do for now." Alastor raised an eyebrow "Is there a place to sit that isn't full?"
His ears flatten as he peered at Lucifer "My ability to hear isn't weird," he then gestured to one of duck piles.
"Owning enough rubber ducks to make this is weird."
"Yea, but isn't that what CharChar's residents do all the time? AHA!" He held up the duck as if it was good as new.
He then raised a brow. "Oh, I'm the weird one? But you're the one hearing things outside."
"My hearing is quite good thanks to these deer ears of mine. Im not sure where its happening but I feel as if someone has broken into song...off key."
He explained before finally taking in the remarkably large amount of rubber ducks in his room.
"...You are a very weird king."
One of his ducks squeaked as the Radiodemon paced in his room.
"Not Sir Duckington...." he whispered, picking up the deflated duck and raising a brow. "Noise? I haven't heard a thing. Have you gotten sensitive in your old-er age?" Squeeeeeaaaak
Oh Sir Duckington was going to
He rolled his eyes at Luciferโs question before stepping past him with his arms crossed behind his back.
"I'm simply taking a breath away from all that noise. Once it's done I'll be out of your short hair and able to sleep in ny room. It's been a long day."
Lucifer muttered hearing the knock. At least he knocked first.
Regaining composure, the King then opened the door with a smirk. "Aww, what's wrong, Bambi? Couldn't keep yourself away from me?" Playful smirk.
๐ฑ : I'm already leaving my room.
He was in fact already leaving and it wasn't too soon before his shadow appeared outside Lucifer's door. He looked to the 'No Alastor's Allowed' sign, rolled his eyes, then knocked.