There; that's a proper answer, isn't it? There's even a touch of vehemence in Alastor's voice, a fierce gleam in his eyes that Angelo can't see. He pushes away from the couch, crosses the room to stand by Angelo's side, and plucks the unlit cigarette delicately from Angelo's lips, sticking it between his own. With a slow inhale, the red glow of embers appears at the opposite end, a little tendril of smoke drifting up, and then a plume of smoke from Alastor's mouth in the darkness.
"There's nothing in the world more liberating than using your greatest strengths, for the things you desire most. Sometimes it's business... sometimes it's pleasure. Occasionally..." he takes the cigarette from his lips, and replaces it between Angelo's. "Someone especially interesting comes along."
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There; that's a proper answer, isn't it? There's even a touch of vehemence in Alastor's voice, a fierce gleam in his eyes that Angelo can't see. He pushes away from the couch, crosses the room to stand by Angelo's side, and plucks the unlit cigarette delicately from Angelo's lips, sticking it between his own. With a slow inhale, the red glow of embers appears at the opposite end, a little tendril of smoke drifting up, and then a plume of smoke from Alastor's mouth in the darkness.
"There's nothing in the world more liberating than using your greatest strengths, for the things you desire most. Sometimes it's business... sometimes it's pleasure. Occasionally..." he takes the cigarette from his lips, and replaces it between Angelo's. "Someone especially interesting comes along."