--Ki113r-Charm--

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            | Like spaghetti? | 
            
            His eyes glimmered ravenously, that sadistic gleam never once dulling as he had stared Alastor down. Vincent had been power hungry and the last person standing in his way had been directly in front of himself. He took a cautious step forward. "You knew me well enough, old pal, or did you merely forget our history?" He taunted as his head tilted off to the side. "My humble beginnings? HAH — when have I ever been humble?" His eyes began to narrow sharply, his grin tightening up. "I think you know deep down within yourself, Al." 
            
            Now he paused, giving off a click of his tongue out of pure irritation with this radio host. "Or have you hit your head and forgotten everything? Either way this will be very easy for me to clean up."

@sharkstudios-- 
            | EATING THIS UPPPPP <3 |
            
            Alastor didn't trust the sadistic grin on Vincent's face for one second. He remained neutral, not wanting the other to see he was nervous. His hand gripped onto his trusty knife behind his back in case he needed it. "It's hard to have missed someone I barely know, hm old pal? My, you're looking very different from your humble beginnings." He grinned almost mockingly, taking a small step back. "What do I owe this pleasure of a visit to?"

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            
            | *twerks* | 
            
            Lucifer began trembling, shivers erupting all throughout his body. His attention turned upward onto Alastor as wet strands of his hair began to fall down into his face. "Al." He breathlessly whispered, looking extremely desperate at the moment. "Alright I'll come in." He helplessly let Alastor guide him inside. 
            
            "I brought you something." He pulled the soaked bouquet out from behind his back, his gaze darkened as he watched as the flowers had somewhat wilted because of the rain. "Or umm..haha — not.."

@goldendreamer-- 
            | *squeaks* |
            
            Alastor wasn't expecting a knock at his door with weather like this, and he especially wasn't expecting Lucifer to be standing there soaking wet. "Lucifer? What are you-" He stared down at him in disbelief for a moment before a crack of thunder snapped him out of it. "Come inside- you'll catch your death out here." He insisted, opening the door further and guiding the tiny florist inside where it was safe and dry. 

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            
            Lucifer craned his neck to get a better look at Alastor, something calculating deep within the surface of his kind eyes. "Alright come on in and come sit down. I insist." He tried to not acknowledge the others injury not wanting Alastor to get defensive with him. He politely grabbed Alastor's hand dragging the man into the flower shop in order to lock the door back up behind him.

@goldendreamer-- 
            "Terribly sorry for the intrusion dear, but I really don't think I could have made it all the way back to my place like this." You see, Alastor had been in the middle of.. a job, and the guy put up a tougher fight than he'd been ready for. He was currently nursing an injury on his side, trying not to mess up any of Lucifer's nice flowers.

@--Ki11er-Charm-- …
            
              Lucifer hummed and jumped down, standing  behind the radio demon.   letting his apple topped staff show ,  and spun it around giddily. 
            “  Oh come on !   You won’t actually do anything to me , bellhop.  “ 

@fallenchains 
            
            Alastor had absolutely no problem swiveling his head around like an owl to try to catch sight of Lucifer. "I would advise you to cease your little tricks if you hope to ever leave this room in one piece." He growled, eyes glowing.

 @--Ki11er-Charm-- …
            
               He grinned and teleported away, only to appear on top of rhe radio demon’s shoulders.  Humming softly. 
            “  Too slow~ “

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            //CUSTODY AGREEMENT 
            
            Oh they know what goes on in that horny little mind of his- trust them, they live in it. "This is pathetic gooner habits" they tutted like a disappointed parent, shoving themself into the computer to black the screen "this isnt going to make you popular! This will make you even more of a pathetic loser- canceling alll games now"

@_-H0ST-_ 
            | CUSTODY AGREEMENT |
            
            Poor Jeremy wasn't expecting the sudden voice, quickly slamming his laptop shut despite not even doing anything wrong. "Wha- that wasn't what I was doing! I was just.. looking at a second hand website. You know, for fun." He huffed before opening the computer again. "Quit spying on me! If you really want to help, maybe you can hack the computer and drop some of the prices for these games."

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            "I have to do an extra 30 minutes tomorrow for falling asleep again today" he muttered a bit and moved to watch Michael be the absolute pro that he is, okay look this is why Michael's always player 1!  He'd love to join and help the high score, but he had better plans "after this want to try dance fight champion 3?" He grinned "because I think Im ready to finally kick your butt"

@_-H0ST-_ 
            Michael was locked in as he was currently trying to beat his own high score on the game. Pac-Man, naturally. Still, he somehow managed to converse with Jeremy without his eyes ever leaving the screen. "Took you long enough to get here man! How was detention? Sorry I couldn't bust ya out." He grinned, leveling up again on the game.

@--Ki113r-Charm-- and here we see boys and girls to wild artists at bay with app that won't except their masterpieces. They seam to have a plan but who knows what their gonna do. One as a Glock and the other......has peace......what's gonna happen is the one with the Glock gonna seceretly kill someone or is the one with peace going to make sure the one with the Glock doesn't do anything....or will they work together as the one with peace will be the peacemaker of this wildlife will bring everyone to a perfect harmony. Who knows. Stand by and find out.

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            Oki, I finished, now to flood you!

@_-H0ST-_ 
            Ooh yesh!!!

 @--Ki113r-Charm-- …
            
               Sunday hesitated.    Of even revealing any of his abilities ,  his wings behind his ears twitched momentarily ,   “  .. Something like that.   You can say that I suppose~ “ 
            
               He stared at the blade but didn’t seem very affected or phased by it. 

@halosfallen 
            
            He was very confused, pulling his knife out just in case. He didn't trust this being yet, although it was also unclear if he'd be able to leave the summoning circle. "Well I was expecting something a little more... well, less on the angelic side." He inspected one of his wings from a distance. "You must have great power still though, yes?"

@--Ki113r-Charm-- ..
            
                 “  . .  something .  “   he muttered lowly , staring almost blankly for what felt like a lifetime or rude staring.  
              His head tilted almost.    Golden eyes fixed on the latter ,   “  What were you expecting exactly? “

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            Gatsby still refused to look away from the green light, staring at it with the same hope he had every night before but.. he wasnt reaching for it, that same passion he's had for countless nights before was replaced with something much more solemn.. his smile was slowly morphing from that one in a million shine to something that was a mix of defeat and pity, not the negative kind, that pity was more or less in a assimilate to himself. "All of it" he eventually answered "about her and all of them being a rotten crowd and so, old sport" and then, finally, he turned away from the light across the Harbour. He leaned his back against the railing and he stared back at his home and the party inside, the light from said party lighting up his features better then the green light did. So.. he was no longer looking back at the past, no more trying to recreate the past, just the future now. "I.. saw her at a mutual speakeasy out in New York the other day, with Tom and.." he wasnt going to go into details "she has quite the tendency to put money where he mouth is.. doesn't she?"

@_-H0ST-_ 
            He looked over at Gatsby now, studying his demeanor. It was nice to see the man genuinely relaxed for once. Nick almost felt honored that the man trusted him enough to let down his usual fancy facade. At the other's musing, he snapped out of his staring. "Oh? And which thing was that?" He asked, slightly teasing, but shifted a little closer to show he was listening.

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            //good sport!
            
            "It really is, and quite different from life's other pleasures" he replied with a gentle laugh, leaning his cane and soon himself on the railing next to Nick as he looked out across the bay. Jay was honestly glad he and Nick had a moment like this, not just  because it felt nice not having to pretend for a bit but also he's been wanting to talk to him "You know Old Sport, I been thinking about what you said about Daisy" he mentioned with a slight sigh, his gaze not leaving the green light just yet

@--Ki113r-Charm-- 
            //*evil sounds*
            
            Anthony IMMEDIATELY jumped at that, whipping around to look at Alastor "how did you-" he looked at his hands to make sure he didnt have a weapon and took a step back JUST to be safe "dont ya know its rude breakin' into people's homes?" Keep calm, keep calm Anthony

@_-Addict-_ 
            | Oh h e l l y e a h |
            
            Oh yes, a charmingly handsome, now wanted man, was currently hiding out in Anthony's apartment. How did he find it you ask? Well it wasn't too hard. Just a little bit of snooping around in the guy's office on one of their sanctioned sessions. He stayed hidden for the most part, just kind of observing the other for a few minutes before speaking. "You really have a lovely place. Didn't expect you to live alone though. It can be dangerous on this side of town."