[At the sound of Alastor's sudden voice behind him made the spider jump a bit in his seat. That teleporting bastard.... Seeing the book tucked under his arm, Angel's eyes narrowed. For fucks sake.]
Ain't nothing wrong with curling up with a good book. But we're out on the town tonight! Doubt you can hear yourself think with all the noise.
[A brow raised slightly as buzz of the bar slowly faded with Alastor's presence. This annoying shit again. Bunch of idiots, actin' like they ain't never seen an Overlord before. He knows for a damn fact the body count of the Three Vs wasn't exactly small either.
Whatever.
At least he could enjoy the evening without getting pawed at.]
Still, you're goin' to read a book while with me? What book are you reading that's more fascinating than me?
[The Three Vs have a large body count, but none of them made their reputation by arriving in Hell and immediately slaughtering the old overlords. At least you knew when the Cleanse was coming. Who knew if Alastor was planning another culling?]
[Alastor flashes the book title towards Angel: Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll. He then opens up a small portal to slip the book safely inside for easy retrieval later.]
I felt like a bit of light reading, but you're right. It's terribly rude to ignore a speaking drinking companion.
[The bartender puts the ordered whiskey down on a napkin in front of Alastor, hands shaking.]
Ah, thank you! [And going to take a sip while watching the bartender sloooooowly slink away.]
[The bartender is very openly conflicted. Alastor is terrifying but if he does a good job, maybe Angel will sleep with him.]
[Alastor sets his drink back down on the napkin, turning his head just enough so he can keep an eye on the bartender out of the corner of his eye while focusing on Angel.]
Trying to get me drunk or giving our nervous little friend something to do with his hands?
[He's not insulted. More amused. Particularly since the bartender is reaching as far as he can with the bottle to top off Alastor's glass.]
I've read it before but I always find it amusing to compare and contrast with the twisted Wonderland we call "Hell".
[Oh this was going to be fun. The porn star flashed the bartender a fang filled smile, giving him a small flirty wink.]
Maybe a little of both. [Angel chuckled, turning to face Al.] But mostly tryin' to see which with stronger. People's fear of you or their desire to fuck me. Think I got my answer.
[Angel wins. Angel is stronger. Take that!]
So, you sayin' you're Alice? I mean, I'd love to see you all dolled up. Though I think the Mad Hatter might suit you better.
Some? It's sex with me. It's trumps everything. And... [Making sure the bartender could hear... shooting him a flirtatious glance.]... depending on how the night goes, I might not be going home alone tonight~
[Rolling his eyes back over to Alastor, he Grins.]
No, I'm curious. Since you like making comparisons, who do you think I'd be?
[The bartender brightens, inching a little closer to make it easier to refill Alastor's glass when he sets it down. Still keeping his distance as much as possible but basically trying to butter Angel up.]
[Alastor hums in thought.]
Honestly, I don't remember if these characters had names, but I could see you as one of the runners of the Red Queen's Race: running as fast as you can just to stay where you are.
[He picks up the refilled glass and takes a sip.]
Though from a purely aesthetic standpoint, you'd certainly be Alice and I'd likely be more of the Cheshire Cat.
[Clearly at first Angel wasn't amused by Alastor's first puck, his brows furrowing. Really? A nameless nobody? Fucking hell, Al. At least he gave you a title character.
Huffing a snort, Angel scooped up his drink, glancing away to stare at the Wall of liquor bottles behind the bar.]
Nice save, Smiles.
Of course I'm main character material. And you know Alice was one some sort of drug. You can't tell me that she wasn't tripping on something.
Oh you're certainly a character, my dear! The problem is none of the named characters fit you thematically.
[He takes another sip before setting the glass down, ticking off the characters on his fingers.]
Alice is insatiably curious but believes that the world is ordered and rational which is why Wonderland and the Looking-Glass World in the sequel frustrate her so much. Honestly, she reminds me the most of Charlie with how she keeps trying to force her surroundings to fit her ideal version of them.
The White Rabbit is timid and manic, periodically aggressive. The mania and aggression remind me of Niffty but I wouldn't assign the Rabbit to her due to the timidity. Any timidity that ever existed in Niffty is long gone.
The Queen of Hearts is domineering and murderous, constantly ordering her subjects be beheaded for the slightest of mistakes.
The King of Hearts is a pushover though he overrules his wife's execution orders.
The Cheshire Cat uses cold logic to explain Wonderland to Alice.
The Duchess is initially rude to Alice but she soon grows so affectionate for the girl that it feels threatening if not downright disturbing.
The Caterpillar tells Alice about the mushrooms to shrink and grow but he largely treats her with contempt as he smokes his hookah.
The Mad Hatter is impolite and enjoys frustrating others though he gains sanity in Through the Looking-Glass.
The March Hare also enjoys frustrating Alice but he really doesn't do much of anything overall in the story. Though like the Hatter, he does gain sanity in the sequel novel.
The Dormouse just sits at the tea table and drifts in and out of sleep the entire time. Honestly, he reminds me of Husk when he's been drinking heavily.
The Gryphon is the Queen's servant who takes Alice to the Mock Turtle but there's really not much to go on there.
The Mock Turtle is friendly to Alice but overly sentimental and self-absorbed. Honestly, it seems like almost everyone who Falls nowadays would relate directly to him.
Alice's sister simply daydreams about her sister's adventures in Wonderland after the rest of the story is over.
The other named characters in the first novel don't have many character traits to compare (such as the Knave of Hearts who's on trial for allegedly stealing the queen's tarts) or are simply stupid and ineffectual (such as Bill the Lizard).
[He raises a brow at Angel.]
And that's just the first novel. Trying to link you thematically to one of them doesn't work for one reason or another. I could sit here and pour through the following novel's characters, but I run into the same issues of trying to link you to any of them.
But the runners of the Race? Now that one fits well enough for everyone whether they're in Hell or on Earth: putting in every ounce of effort just to maintain what they already have. We don't even know why they're bothering to run the Race from the second novel in the first place. No one actually wins the Race yet they run it anyway.
[The bartender tops off Alastor's glass, a look of utter bafflement all over his face. Honestly, this feels a bit surreal listening to a famous porn star and the most terrifying overlord in Hell discussing literature at his bar.]
[Alastor languidly reaches out to pick up the refilled glass, draining it in a few quick swallows just to have the satisfaction of watching the bartender panic with fear that if it sits empty too long it could ruin his presumed chances with Angel. He doesn't set down the glass right away, further tormenting the other demon by keeping the glass empty.]
That's why I threw in the bit about the aethetics of the characters. That's much easier to compare.
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Ain't nothing wrong with curling up with a good book. But we're out on the town tonight! Doubt you can hear yourself think with all the noise.
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[He sits down at the bar beside Angel, the bartender freezing in sheer terror.]
A glass of whiskey. Neat if you please.
[The bartender swallows and begins pouring the drink.
[Other patrons are starting to go quiet as they start to realize that, oh hey, guess who just walked in.]
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Whatever.
At least he could enjoy the evening without getting pawed at.]
Still, you're goin' to read a book while with me? What book are you reading that's more fascinating than me?
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[Alastor flashes the book title towards Angel: Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll. He then opens up a small portal to slip the book safely inside for easy retrieval later.]
I felt like a bit of light reading, but you're right. It's terribly rude to ignore a speaking drinking companion.
[The bartender puts the ordered whiskey down on a napkin in front of Alastor, hands shaking.]
Ah, thank you! [And going to take a sip while watching the bartender sloooooowly slink away.]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just cause Angel knows why people are after of Al doesn't mean he doesn't find it stupid as fuck.First turning his attention to the bar tender, Angel flashes his gold tooth, resting his fluff on the counter.]
I better not see my date's glass empty so keep 'em coming, okay doll?
[The starlet bats his eyes at the demon before looking over to Alastor, suspiciously.]
Really? Ya brought that book? Haven't you already read it before? You seriously needed to bring it.
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[Alastor sets his drink back down on the napkin, turning his head just enough so he can keep an eye on the bartender out of the corner of his eye while focusing on Angel.]
Trying to get me drunk or giving our nervous little friend something to do with his hands?
[He's not insulted. More amused. Particularly since the bartender is reaching as far as he can with the bottle to top off Alastor's glass.]
I've read it before but I always find it amusing to compare and contrast with the twisted Wonderland we call "Hell".
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Maybe a little of both. [Angel chuckled, turning to face Al.] But mostly tryin' to see which with stronger. People's fear of you or their desire to fuck me. Think I got my answer.
[Angel wins. Angel is stronger. Take that!]
So, you sayin' you're Alice? I mean, I'd love to see you all dolled up. Though I think the Mad Hatter might suit you better.
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[Alastor picks up his glass to have a long drink. Screw it. He didn't want to go out to a bar, but he'd agreed anyway more to prove a point.]
Oh no. I'm certainly more of a Mad Hatter than an Alice. I'll leave the pinafores to you, my dear.
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[Rolling his eyes back over to Alastor, he Grins.]
No, I'm curious. Since you like making comparisons, who do you think I'd be?
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[Alastor hums in thought.]
Honestly, I don't remember if these characters had names, but I could see you as one of the runners of the Red Queen's Race: running as fast as you can just to stay where you are.
[He picks up the refilled glass and takes a sip.]
Though from a purely aesthetic standpoint, you'd certainly be Alice and I'd likely be more of the Cheshire Cat.
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Huffing a snort, Angel scooped up his drink, glancing away to stare at the Wall of liquor bottles behind the bar.]
Nice save, Smiles.
Of course I'm main character material. And you know Alice was one some sort of drug. You can't tell me that she wasn't tripping on something.
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[He takes another sip before setting the glass down, ticking off the characters on his fingers.]
Alice is insatiably curious but believes that the world is ordered and rational which is why Wonderland and the Looking-Glass World in the sequel frustrate her so much. Honestly, she reminds me the most of Charlie with how she keeps trying to force her surroundings to fit her ideal version of them.
The White Rabbit is timid and manic, periodically aggressive. The mania and aggression remind me of Niffty but I wouldn't assign the Rabbit to her due to the timidity. Any timidity that ever existed in Niffty is long gone.
The Queen of Hearts is domineering and murderous, constantly ordering her subjects be beheaded for the slightest of mistakes.
The King of Hearts is a pushover though he overrules his wife's execution orders.
The Cheshire Cat uses cold logic to explain Wonderland to Alice.
The Duchess is initially rude to Alice but she soon grows so affectionate for the girl that it feels threatening if not downright disturbing.
The Caterpillar tells Alice about the mushrooms to shrink and grow but he largely treats her with contempt as he smokes his hookah.
The Mad Hatter is impolite and enjoys frustrating others though he gains sanity in Through the Looking-Glass.
The March Hare also enjoys frustrating Alice but he really doesn't do much of anything overall in the story. Though like the Hatter, he does gain sanity in the sequel novel.
The Dormouse just sits at the tea table and drifts in and out of sleep the entire time. Honestly, he reminds me of Husk when he's been drinking heavily.
The Gryphon is the Queen's servant who takes Alice to the Mock Turtle but there's really not much to go on there.
The Mock Turtle is friendly to Alice but overly sentimental and self-absorbed. Honestly, it seems like almost everyone who Falls nowadays would relate directly to him.
Alice's sister simply daydreams about her sister's adventures in Wonderland after the rest of the story is over.
The other named characters in the first novel don't have many character traits to compare (such as the Knave of Hearts who's on trial for allegedly stealing the queen's tarts) or are simply stupid and ineffectual (such as Bill the Lizard).
[He raises a brow at Angel.]
And that's just the first novel. Trying to link you thematically to one of them doesn't work for one reason or another. I could sit here and pour through the following novel's characters, but I run into the same issues of trying to link you to any of them.
But the runners of the Race? Now that one fits well enough for everyone whether they're in Hell or on Earth: putting in every ounce of effort just to maintain what they already have. We don't even know why they're bothering to run the Race from the second novel in the first place. No one actually wins the Race yet they run it anyway.
[The bartender tops off Alastor's glass, a look of utter bafflement all over his face. Honestly, this feels a bit surreal listening to a famous porn star and the most terrifying overlord in Hell discussing literature at his bar.]
[Alastor languidly reaches out to pick up the refilled glass, draining it in a few quick swallows just to have the satisfaction of watching the bartender panic with fear that if it sits empty too long it could ruin his presumed chances with Angel. He doesn't set down the glass right away, further tormenting the other demon by keeping the glass empty.]
That's why I threw in the bit about the aethetics of the characters. That's much easier to compare.