"Hm?" A distorted chuckle. "To what do I owe the impromptu visit? If you're looking for Charlie, I do believe she's currently having a night on the town with everyone else."

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"Yeah, this is I.M.P. Who the fuck do you want us to murder?"

"Sounds rather interesting, a shame I haven't the faintest idea who that is-"

"They're personal errands, I can assure you that much... Even one with such a reputable history like myself has to occasionally get their hands dirty."

"Just running a few errands is all, my furry friend." Well, that's rather ominous.

Casually creeping about the TL.

"But alas, not much you can do to avoid the fauna here in hell. They're like weeds in a garden, always popping up just when you think you've gotten to the root of the problem."

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"Hah! Talk about an ironic means of escape. I can imagine the taste must've been rather unpleasant, afterall it's likely their diet consists of sinners."

"Oh, you know, just helping out around the hotel. The princess would be in shambles if I wasn't there to keep her on her toes." He joked with a distorted laugh. "A carnivorous plant, you say? How adventurous, just how did you manage to escape that fiasco?"

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"Ah- Hello Jasmine, My dear! What beings you to this part of the pride ring on this fine day? It's been ages since I've seen you last."

How he's out here knowing he lives in some folks' heads rent free:

"Look, it's been a rather long morning. Forgive me for such a menial mistake." He's gonna take the cup and take a light sip of the green tea. "For future reference my dear, when I ask about tea, I tend to mean the latest news."

"Quite the tale you've weaved, Truly a sob story for the ages. I'd cry if able." There was a fair hint of sarcasm to his tone. "We all have our own curses dear, no need for them to keep you from smiling."

"Not what I meant- however- Very much appreciated, little jackal. I've yet to have my morning tea, this will save me some well needed time."

"Ahhh, Immortality, the gift everyone desires. Until they actually attain it anyway, the inability to die means your life holds no true value. A gift /and/ a curse, a true form of irony."

"A rather exciting time if I do say so myself, the occasional assassination attempt builds character, my dear~!"

"Well~ It's been quite a while since I've been able to leave the broadcast station, so what's the Tea everyone~?"

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"How curious, just whatever shall I do..? Ha, put on a show, what else." With that said, Alastor tapped his staff against the roof twice. His voice now being projected to any undamaged radio on the strip. "Hello there my dear~ quite the show you seem to be putting on, quite invigorating."

"Please, make yourself at home. I wouldn't want you feeling uncomfortable in my domain, although I must say. You should be happy, most who are brought here aren't under such... formal circumstances. And they certainly don't leave." He chuckled with a sadistic glee

"Whatever you need to tell yourself to feel safer about your failing empire, my dear flat screened friend. I just wanted to inform you so no one gets a leg up on my favorite competition. Consider it a curtesy between Overlords."

"Oh-? Well, be certain not to touch the walls. They are... non-conventional, to say the least." He said with a chuckle before opening the door and even holding it open for the other. "Come now, I'll grab us some glasses to drink from."

"I must admit, I'm rather flattered that the king of hell would seek out a mere Overlord like myself for a conversation, I must have made quite the impression." And he would indeed pull him along, at least until they reached the room to Alastors room.

"With all due respect, she asked to be taught those things. I simply obliged."

Alastor let out a small chuckle, motioning for the other to follow as he took lead, heading towards his quarters. "Jazz or Classical Orchestra would be preferred if we're to share a few drinks."

"Oh lovely... Speaking with one of 'holy' origins... I'm so thrilled. Well then, out with dear, I don't have all day." He really did, though. He didn't have a broadcast planned tonight.

"All the money in the rings, and you can't even manage a simple software update for yourself? Ah yes, that's right. You spend it all on developing useless products that get less and less sales each quarter. I've even heard rumors that you three are losing territory. How quaint."

"Very well, I'll endulge your wish to conversate, I do hope it'll be worth my time. As I'm sure you recall, I can be quite the busy deer." He said with a gentle, non-distorted chuckle. "Whiskey, you say? I suppose I could go for a drink."

"Then why is there a giant hole in the wall.... again... I doubt you caused that much damage simply flying in here..."

Bad timing, he's crashing out a little bit. "What asshole crashed into the hotel this time..?"

"Hm, well, your venom could certainly help strike fear into those you wish to target. Perhaps you should work on not repressing your less than savory thoughts. If you aren't aiming for redemption, why not aim for infamy?" Another distorted laugh. "Show kindness until such kindness is abused.~

"Well, you're already half way there." He allowed a distorted chuckle to escape his lips. "If you truly wish for those around you to be fearful, then being polite and cordial is a perfect start. Because then no one expects it when you /snap/. Physical intimidation is quite effective, serious~

"Well, this is unexpected... you may join me in my room, I suppose. Although I'm curious as to why-?" The radio demon gave a small tilt of his head in curiosity. Had he managed to get Lucifier that infatuated with him during their last encounter? Only time would tell.

"You know what might help with all those silly little crashes of yours? /retiring./ clearly the stress is starting to get to you." He is not letting up either. It's been awhile since he's gotten to push the others buttons as it were.

"Hm, you wish to learn how make others fearful of you, do you? Very well, I suppose I could impart some wisdom to a sinner in need."

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"Really? Me? And what could I have done this time to garner the attention of Hell's king himself?" Alastor tilted his head slightly and curiously gazed at Lucifer. "I do hope I'm not in trouble." A distorted chuckle escaped the Radio demon.

"It's a lot easier than you'd think, believe it or not."

"And I could probably ruin a robot with a magnet. Do we really want to get into the semantics of it?"

"Have you considered making them fear for their lives?"

"Hm~? How curious, I didn't expect to see you today. Charlie is currently out on business, I do believe that was what she said before running out the door."

"To that, we can agree, my young friend. Truly, such a deplorable act deserved the punishment that was received."

"I take my social privacy very seriously, not my fault they tried to take a photograph." The Radio chuckled lightly.

"The keyword was /modern/ my flat screened friend, or did the malfunction cause the electrical connectors in your ears to fry..?" He can't help himself.

"Come now, such an action would be so bland... I may have thrown someone's hell phone into a blender."