Hello, Astaroth. I have a proposition for you that a few of the angels told me you're the one to ask about. There's something I'd like to make, but I don't personally have the skills needed to pull it together myself.
If you're interested, I'd be pleased to repay you in whatever way would serve as fair compensation.
Astaroth wasn't doing much when the message came in. He thought about sending a message and then out of boredom went to Sin for the location of Dorian's home. It was a simple flight and even easier to get passed the butler with a note of invitation.
Up the stairs he went looking for Dorian. Astaroth is notoriously quiet, as is to be expected as someone who sometimes serves as a spy. When all the normal places were exhausted he stood for a moment wondering if Dorian had stepped out. A noise catches his attention in a connected room. Without much thought about what the room is he steps into the bathroom nearly stepping into Dorian who was... well doing something. Astaroth was a little too startled by his sudden appearance to process what the human was doing at the moment.
"Ah---ah!" Dorian's halfway wrapped in a towel and dripping wetness and bubbles from a recent bath when Astaroth makes his way into his bathroom. The immortal has a half-second to try to gather the towel around him (which fails, as it flops wetly to the ground) and then an extra two seconds or so to spend clumsily trying to gathering everything back up. "What on Earth? Astaroth!"
Astaroth squeaks, high pitched and girlish when Dorian cries out. It takes the angel a moment to collect himself too but then his eyes wander down the other immortal.
"Your butler said you were up here." Astaroth grins like a cheshire cat because there is something pleasant in catching people off guard.
Message sent to Astaroth's PINpoint if he has one. Otherwise, to a device that can receive it.
2020-09-23 18:17 (UTC)If you're interested, I'd be pleased to repay you in whatever way would serve as fair compensation.
- Dorian
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2020-09-24 00:48 (UTC)Up the stairs he went looking for Dorian. Astaroth is notoriously quiet, as is to be expected as someone who sometimes serves as a spy. When all the normal places were exhausted he stood for a moment wondering if Dorian had stepped out. A noise catches his attention in a connected room. Without much thought about what the room is he steps into the bathroom nearly stepping into Dorian who was... well doing something. Astaroth was a little too startled by his sudden appearance to process what the human was doing at the moment.
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2020-09-24 01:12 (UTC)no subject
2020-09-25 21:18 (UTC)"Your butler said you were up here." Astaroth grins like a cheshire cat because there is something pleasant in catching people off guard.
Grumpy... so grumpy.
2020-09-25 21:37 (UTC)“Well, can you wait in the drawing room over there? I’m not exactly in a position to discuss vantablack half naked.”
What is it with angels and them ending up surprising him in his home?
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2020-10-03 00:19 (UTC)He turns away grumbling about how strange it was that humans couldn't bear talking unless fully clothed.