Complicated homecoming...

[superstylishsquid]

It had been years since Alastor had last seen this town, bustling with humans and reeking of demons. It was almost comforting...if not for the fact that he knew his master was here. The master he'd abandoned without a word, who would be fully justified in striking him down for his insubordination. But it wasn't in Alastor's nature to run. He'd had his taste of freedom, now it was time to face the consequences. If he was lucky, maybe he could come out on top this time and be truly free.

But that would be once he entered Devil May Cry, something he would wait until daytime for. He didn't want to catch his master just returning from a demon hunt and ready to shoot anything that had fangs and claws. So in the darkness of the desert night, he stood atop a building across from the Devil Hunter's shop. His senses were attuned for any hint of magic approaching him, but he might not register an ordinary human right away.

Comments

[patricided]

Mhm. [stretch]

[superstylishsquid]

Good.

*His boots just slip off and he flexes his talon-like toes a couple times.*

Now you're going to lay down and go to sleep, right?

[patricided]

Maybe. [She tugs on his wrist. come on lay down let her snuggle you]

[superstylishsquid]

No maybe. You need sleep.

*He's just fine with laying down himself, though. Just sort of flopping on his back, wings angled so he's not laying on too much of the bony part.*

[patricided]

But I'm wide awake. [And another tug because that's not quite good enough.]

[superstylishsquid]

What, you need a lullaby or something?

*Moving one wing so there's room for her to lay down right next to him, better?*

[patricided]

[She just rolls into his side, putting her head on his shoulder her eyes closing as she settles.]

Mm this is nice. [she can hear his heartbeat and it's nice]

[superstylishsquid]

*He wraps that wing around her, almost like a blanket, and puts one hand behind his head.*

It is kinda comfy...

[patricided]

Isn't that the point of cuddling? [did that sound a little slurred? did she even care?

nope. she was too comfy to care.]

[superstylishsquid]

Mmm...now are you willing to go to sleep?

[patricided]

...closer.

[superstylishsquid]

Maybe I should've gotten you some warm milk before laying down.

[patricided]

That's only...for hot chocolate.

[superstylishsquid]

It's also for making people sleepy.

[patricided]

But you're here now. Stay. [muffle she rubs her cheek against his shoulder a little and sighs] If I...didn't know better... I think ..you're tryin' to ditch...me.

[superstylishsquid]

I said before laying down, didn't I? I'm not leaving any time soon, promise.

[patricided]

Mmm...good. [yawn. and she's just going to throw an arm across him as she starts to doze off.]

[superstylishsquid]

*Well, looks like he's not even sitting up to read. Might as well doze a bit himself, then. Just...lightly, he'll only let himself half nod off. Otherwise, the nightmares might show up.*