𝓡ain Check | RadioDust

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       𝓐lastor was a very light sleeper, it had been a rather hard ability to cease when he was alive, so all the noticeable noises in Hell would make him stir every so slightly; so when an unknown noise woke him up more brusquely, he wasn't too surprised and decided to listen for the noise again. The sound had certainly been loud enough to startle Alastor from sleep, so it had to have been very close to hearing distance and he wanted to make sure it hadn't been someone snooping around or trying to get into the room; as paranoid as it sounded, the Radio Demon was a man of caution and saw it no problem that he was, at times, too careful.

It was brought to Alastor's attention that someone was knocking on his door when the sound of small knuckles thumped against wood. Squinting his eyes into the darkness, Alastor read a clock that pointed to 3AM on the dot.

Certainly far from pleased of being awake at this hour, Alastor slowly arose from his bed and strained a large smile on his face, his bedroom door opening swiftly as he peered at the person on the other end. It was Angel Dust; he could think of no other demon in Hell who'd bother another being at such a later hour.

"Hi. Sorry, did I wake you up?" Angel stammered, obviously taken off guard by the sudden approach.

"Do you need something?" Alastor shot back, his crimson eyes glaring down at the spider demon though his smile stayed sharp.

"Oh..uhm..." Muttered a suddenly timid Angel, "Were you havin' a nice dream?"

Realizing the conversation would continue with queries, Alastor decided he'd humor his bothersome equivalent and then send him back to bed. Leaning against the doorway rather casually, Alastor took the time to notice something felt...off about Angel; something he couldn't quite place his finger on. It felt equivalent to a clock's hands being slightly out of time or a pattern sewn sideways, and it teased the very corners of his mind.

"I don't dream anymore, Darling. In fact, I can't really remember the last time I dreamt"

"Oh..."

A moment of silence filled between the two, eyes avoiding eyes and a rather uncomfortable standing distance. All the while, Alastor was still trying to piece what was going on with his friend. Something just didn't sit right, and it was even more bothersome that he couldn't figure it out.

"Have you had something to drink, Angel?" Alastor questioned, stepping forward into the hallway to get a bit closer to the other.

"I wish. But no, I haven't" Frowned a disappointed Angel, his upper arms crossing loosely. "Why?"

Before Alastor could press on the matter, a crack of thunder and a flash of blinding white filled the darkness of the sleeping hotel cut him off; startling them both for a moment.

"Goodness.." Alastor sighed, annoyed by the loud weather.

"Well Angel Dust, it is very late. I'd love to have idle chat another time when it's not so late into the night, but I'm afraid I'll have to depart you for now"

Though when Alastor made eye contact with the spider demon, he noticed a raw sense of complete terror in those mismatched pink eyes; an expression he had never seen the sultry character ever make.

The grinding gears in his mind suddenly clicked and the off feeling he had been noticed in Angel Dust before had been fear. And using his wits, Alastor quickly put together that Angel was most likely afraid of rain or thunder. It felt rather childish and, truthfully, he was amused; but he could remember being young once, being afraid of things that hardly bothered him now.