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    Alastor appears out of thin fucking air again, which makes Angel jump. He is at least dressed as he usually does, although the state of his closet had Angel perhaps believing otherwise. There's a look in his eyes that he's seen a thousand times before — he isn't all here, right now. Angel sucks in a breath and steps right in his path, so that he can't simply evade him and leave. If his eyes on the door were any indication, that's exactly what he was gunning for, the slippery fuck.

    “The hell is all this, Al?” He says, gesturing around the room with each and every one of his hands, and then with a much more sincere inflection, “What's goin’ on with ‘ya?”

    Alastor doesn't respond at first, but slowly, his head creaks and twists as he spins it all the way around to scan the room. Then, he fixes his eyes up on Angel. His grin is as wide as it ever is, but it's that stupid fake one, which Angel has come to loathe, “Oh, you needn't worry yourself, dear. I was simply struggling to find a suitable outfit. I have an appointment with Rosie.”

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