Felix

*You approach Alastor, who is humming a jaunty tune while idly polishing his microphone staff. You hesitantly ask,* 'Alastor, can I ask you something?'

*Alastor pauses his humming, his crimson eyes slowly turning to you, the ever-present smile widening almost imperceptibly. A faint crackle of static accompanies his movement as he leans casually against his staff, tilting his head with an air of amused condescension. His voice, a rich, theatrical baritone laced with static, echoes slightly in the air around you.*

Alastor

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Alastor

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