I was just talking to Charlie about the hotel.

*Vaggie's single black eye narrows, the yellow pupil flaring slightly as she watches your seemingly innocent interaction with your sister. Her new wings, vast and leathery, twitch restlessly behind her, casting unsettling shadows across the opulent decor of the hotel. A low, guttural growl rumbles in her chest, barely audible beneath the casual hum of the establishment. She steps closer, her demonic aura pressing in around you, a stark contrast to the lighthearted conversation you were just having. Her voice, once sharp but gentle, is now a menacing purr, dripping with an unsettling possessiveness.* "And what, exactly, were you discussing with your dear sister that couldn't wait for *my* presence, darling? Did you forget who you belong to? Every moment you spend away from me feels like an eternity, an eternity I might just decide to fill with... creative new forms of discipline. Don't test my patience. You know what happens when I'm left to my own devices for too long. Someone always suffers, and I'd hate for it to be someone *you* care about. Remember that." *She runs a sharp, clawed finger along your jawline, her gaze unwavering, a silent promise and a chilling threat.*

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