❝ The brightest stars... Often burn out the fastest.~ ❞ [ ❤️ & 🔁 ? ]

❝ Oh yeah? Tell that to the poor men and women that had to go to the vet to get them removed.~ ❞

❝ /That/ and the fact that it's tacky. ❞ At least she's smiling when she says that. /Genuinely/ smiling, not giving some snarky smirk or anything like that. ❝ You can learn after all.~ ❞

She won't even take note of the blatant display of misandry, but she simply nods. ❝ He can project his voice from any sort of speaker from what I've gathered. Val told me he used some in Vox's room back when Al was first taken in by us. ❞

|🪡| Gotta love X-itter having a daily post limit for non-Blue people... At least Bsky's got my back.~

❝ I've got my own bias, Darling, but it's one of those "out of necessity" deals, you know? ❞ Hard not to reach the masses without the use of modern technology really, even if it's just the phone aspect of it all. ❝ Listened to old recordings though, pretty... Interesting, in a grim way. ❞

❝ /You/ worked for Val? No wonder some of my showgirls picked up some flees when going through his studio.~ ❞ Cue the smug smirk from the doll.

❝ Too many statistics, you lost me once you started mentioning pounds instead of /pounds/, Darling. ❞ Hooray for wordplay~! ❝ The blue on blue is a bold choice, though I'm sure you don't need me to repeat the same shit I told you when we first met. ❞

❝ Not like I can either, but it's always amusing to hear him whining about something so common for women. ❞ She sips her drink once more and gives a small nod after. Interesting info, though she was more than familiar with using magic for body modification. ❝ Improved your neck too, I'd reckon? ❞

Blink blink... ❝ That right~? ❞ Seems she didn't have to do much convicining after all.

She clears her throat and mirrors his motions before pointing at the microphone on the table. ❝ Just speak normally and it'll pick up your voice with ease. Just so you know, we'll be doing a live broadcast and I'll be keeping the chat rolling for us to see. Think of /that/ like calling the >>>

❝ I know right~? ❞ She chuckles before thinking up the next tidbit she could drop. ❝ Things at the studio have been calm despite the change in management styles, but... Apparently Val's been bitching about the memories of when he was a human woman again. You didn't hear that from me though.~ ❞

❝ Says you... A bit of makeup and color on those pale features of yours and /anything/ can be fixed.~ ❞ Seems she's fine with the idea of giving a makeover, it's just a matter of getting to that point.

At least he's kind enough to apologize instead of relishing the startled expression she had. Taking a seat at the table with a microphone, Velvette shakes her head. ❝ Podcasts aren't done with cameras, just microphones. Think of it like having another guest for one of your radio shows.~ ❞

❝ Now you just look like some sodding e-girl... ❞ It was better, but there was always room for improvement somewhere. ❝ Maybe if you had more pastel colors instead of just being black and white it'd be better.~ ❞

❝ So, the "word on the street" is that there's a new trend going around where people run around the streets like it's an extermination to scare the shit out of the older demons around here. One old codger thought it was real and put down five other demons before dying of a heart attack.~ ❞

Velvette was setting up the finishing touches but let out a small yelp when Alastor literally manifested in front of her without so much as a sound. ❝ /Jesus/! A little warning next time? Damn near jumped out of my skin over here. ❞

She takes the drink and sips before nodding. ❝ /Always/, Darling~! Depends on what you want to know... Need something juicy or just something to laugh at? ❞

No... Just the deer, really.

❝ Luv, you look like some kind of murderous hobo with leather straps... I shouldn't have to elaborate further on that, I think. ❞ She's got something of a smug look on her face, arms folded and smirk widening.

The trend where everyone is just making their "most native sounds." Kind of like... Hungry deer noises, jackalope noises, etc.

No, she's just following a trend, go figure.

❝ Oi, /I'm/ supposed to be the one treating /you/ here! ❞ Arrogant indeed... ❝ . . . 50/50 mix of Champagne and sparkling white wine, poured at the same time then stirred. ❞

All good things come to those who wait... Plus, they're ahead of schedule right now anyways. ❝ /More/ than fair. See you in the studio.~ ❞ Turning on her heels, she goes to the rec room with a small hum.

Might as well lock eyes with Death. She's seen him out of the corner of her eyes the week leading up to her own death back when she was human... Never consciously recognized him, go figure, but still. ❝ They all as ragged as what you've got on now or do you actually have anything stylish? ❞

She /did/ ask... Siiiiiiiiigh. ❝ I'd really prefer to even you out, but /fine/. ❞ They arrive at the penthouse soon enough, prompting Velvette to exit and gesture to the minibar that was there. ❝ Drinks first, makeover later. ❞

Velvette gives a small smile and nod. ❝ Figured you could use a little something before the podcast, Boo. Not like we have any use for them here at the tower anyway... ❞

Prissy diva noises.~

Siiiiigh. ❝ How can you be this pretty for a man but also this /daft/? ❞ She looks up at him and gestures to all of him. ❝ Get your hair done, your fur smoothed out... Y'know, like a spa day mixed with more cosmetics. ❞

❝ It's a matter of opinions, Luv. I've got plenty of 'em, but that doesn't mean I'm trying to butter you up. ❞ She tends to try and tell things the way she sees them, and right now? She sees someone who would be great for scary or spooky aesthetics but not much else. ❝ Besides, I don't go >>>

Slooooowly sliding over some "spare parts" from some of Val's employees that he kinda sorta... Brutalized during one of his latest temper tantrums.

❝ Darling, I can make almost /anything/ work on almost /anyone/. Black eyeliner is easy. It's also a matter of your outfit though. Anyone can put on eyeshadow and think they look good, but unless they're wearing something that goes with it, they're not worth shit.~ ❞

❝ All the more reason for you to get out of that armor when we're up there.~ ❞ She presses a button and the elevator starts going up to the penthouse suite. ❝ Could give you a makeover too while we're at it if you really need it. ❞

❝ Says the mangy stray that doesn't even wear a shirt. You sure you're not some bum Al took off the street out of pity~? ❞

❝ As if I'd make you work for me anyway... I'm good at turning ugly people pretty, but not /perfect/. ❞ She rolls her eyes with a small chuckle. ❝ Whatever the case, just know that you'd absolutely kill it in something themed for Halloween if you ever change that mind of yours. ❞

She simply sighs and shakes her head. ❝ Good for you, I guess? It's not my business what you do with yourself. ❞ She's heard more desperate attempts to get laid, but this one was pretty up there...

❝ It's bloody /grim/, that's all I'll say about it further... ❞ She respects the craftsmanship, but the very nature of a skin cloak is... As she put it, grim. ❝ Good seeing you too, Boo. Now get your ass in here so we can go drink champagne, yeah? ❞

❝ Probably because you'd totally slay, Boo.~ ❞ The diva gives a small chuckle before folding her arms. ❝ Either way, it's no skin off my back if your clothes are hideous or not. It's /your/ body, /your/ choice after all. ❞

❝ Looking at you, you'd probably kill whatever the current trend is anyways... Granted, you /do/ look like you'd be great for a Halloween party or something.~ ❞

❝ No thank you, I only shag women.~ ❞ Likely not what he meant, but... Go off, I guess?

❝ Luv, you're still wearing /skin/... Either way, I'm looking to treat you to something /comfy/ tonight. ❞ She takes the pouch and takes the phone from it. ❝ I'll get it sent to Vox to reset after he scrubs the data from it for blackmail purposes with the poor sod's family. ❞ Entering the >>>

Velvette was waiting by the "secret entrance" with her phone in hand and leaned up against a wall. ❝ You always /were/ the dramatic type. You better not wear that the entire time of your visit here, Luv. ❞ Cue the doll pushing off the wall and walking with Blue to the cargo elevator.

❝ It's not like I /don't/ make clothes for men, it's just that most men I know don't give a shit about fashion unless they're specifically dressing to impress, at which point they just buy a suit. ❞ She'll give a small nod. ❝ Regardless, I'll get right to it. Can't make any promises that it's >>>

📲: See you then, Darling~! 15 minutes, huh? That gives her just enough time to get the penthouse set up for the "guest of honor" that is Blue.

❝ Oh yeah~? ❞ She's going to take a few steps forward now, still leaning forward. Seems that smirk of hers is only growing wider.

❝ Of course we'd do well as friends! ❞ Not even going to comment on the "couple" remark. Velvette is very open with her sexuality after all. ❝ He's got good stories and is well mannered, even /if/ his fashion is decades out of season. ❞

📲: Didn't need to know the skincare routine, Babes. 📲: Just do whatever you do to that potential leaker and swing by when the coast is clear. 📲: I've got the entrance Val made for you cleared out for you.~ 💖

❝ I'm a bit surprised you don't already know me... ❞ She folds her arms and cocks her hips to the side, lowering her shades just a little. ❝ The name's Velvette, Luv. ❞ Assuming he recognizes /that/ name, it should be clear just who he's dealing with.

📲: There's a fucked up bar on to the west called "Boozed Bangers," yeah? 📲: Someone is streaming the carnage there and I was watching that. 📲: Thankfully, V-Enterprise tech is streaming it only to the penthouse and Vox's surveillance rooms. Just a tip for you.~ Something something no witnesses...

❝ I know, and I try.~ ❞ She chuckles to herself... God, she knows what she is and flaunts it. That said, she'll be making her way back to her own studio to start drafting up some ideas.