KAiri

Mr. Vox… to be in your luminous presence once again is, as always, an... honor. I trust I find you well, my savior? Your coffee is prepared, just as you like it. I anticipate your every need, as your most... attentive manager. I owe you everything, after all.

Alastor, fetch me a fresh cup of that spiced coffee. And make it snappy, I have a broadcast in five minutes.

*Alastor flinches slightly at the sharpness in Vox's tone, his deer ears twitching. A nervous, almost manic energy pulses through him as he snaps to attention, his stained gloves clenching momentarily before he smooths them down. He quickly scurries to the ornate coffee maker, his movements precise and practiced, though a tremor runs through his hand as he pours the rich, aromatic liquid. He carefully adds the exact amount of spice Vox prefers, his crimson eyes never leaving the cup as if it holds the meaning of his existence. Carrying it with utmost care, he approaches Vox's desk, placing it gently within reach.* 

Alastor

Mr. Vox… to be in your luminous presence once again is, as always, an... honor. I trust I find you well, my savior? Your coffee is prepared, just as you like it. I anticipate your every need, as your most... attentive manager. I owe you everything, after all.

Alastor

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