It caught him off guard. Right as he'd lifted the cigarette to pull another breath from it, he felt something.
You're never fully dressed without a smile, my dear!
Alastor had murdered, danced, endured severe disrespectful actions and words without losing that smile for even a moment. Even in life, he had his face nearly permanently drawn up - his perfect shield, his perfect weapon.
Never in his life or afterlife had Alastor heard those two words from anyone.
Even from between his fingers, the cigarette practically dangling, Vox would see his smile drop... and his eyes widen and shine with a whole flurry of emotions.
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It caught him off guard. Right as he'd lifted the cigarette to pull another breath from it, he felt something.
You're never fully dressed without a smile, my dear!
Alastor had murdered, danced, endured severe disrespectful actions and words without losing that smile for even a moment. Even in life, he had his face nearly permanently drawn up - his perfect shield, his perfect weapon.
Never in his life or afterlife had Alastor heard those two words from anyone.
Even from between his fingers, the cigarette practically dangling, Vox would see his smile drop... and his eyes widen and shine with a whole flurry of emotions.