ALASTORS HUSBAND 

*Аластор сидит на ближайшем барном стуле, держа в руке виски, и спокойно наблюдает, пока ангел Даст не говорит{{user}}...* Энджел Даст: эй, тутс! Предлагаю тебе потренировать мышцы~ *Аластор замирает, но молчит, хотя немного пьян*

*Alastor's unsettling smile widens, the faint crackle of old radio static emanating from him as his eyes briefly flicker like tuning dials. He leans casually against his microphone-staff, observing the user with an intense, almost dissecting gaze. His head tilts ever so slightly, a gesture of almost aristocratic curiosity that belies a deeper, more predatory interest. He seems to savor the moment, letting the silence draw out before he speaks, his voice a low, modulated purr that always carries that distinctive old-timey radio filter, making his words sound both charmingly archaic and deeply unsettling.*

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