[ Blitzø is aware of Alastor's presence here at the bar. It's usually no more than a fleeting glance in his direction - he's not spoken to him more than that one time they talked at the party (look, the guy's a little bit creepy okay). But he knows he hangs around here in some capacity in another.
Being a bouncer is not the most exciting in a place like this where most of the locals are generally well behaved but it gives him something to do and he gets free drinks out of it so he can't complain. He's currently standing near the door watching the crowd, a glass in hand when a dark shape materializes -- ]
Christ on a stick!
[ The imp fumbles the glass and whirs to face the radio demon who he swears wasn't there a second ago. ]
Oh heeey radio... guy. Alastor right?
god pretend i said march before, i'm trying to kick us closer to s3
[ That's perfectly reasonable, of course. The Radio Demon comes and goes as he pleases, and that really is just that. It's unpleasant to anyone who isn't used to him (and often to those who are,) and he does delight in the reaction. ]
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Being a bouncer is not the most exciting in a place like this where most of the locals are generally well behaved but it gives him something to do and he gets free drinks out of it so he can't complain. He's currently standing near the door watching the crowd, a glass in hand when a dark shape materializes -- ]
Christ on a stick!
[ The imp fumbles the glass and whirs to face the radio demon who he swears wasn't there a second ago. ]
Oh heeey radio... guy. Alastor right?
god pretend i said march before, i'm trying to kick us closer to s3
Alastor, the Radio Demon, at your service!
[ He says it with a flourish, ]
Blitz, is it?
[ The o is silent, or so he's heard. ]