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Ears pinned back in annoyance, Alastor growls, feeling his antlers grow. “Excuse me?” He can feel his control slipping — he should get away — he can feel it, not his powers but an overwhelming warmth spreading deep in his guts.
“I call bullshit, Al!” Vox says, inching closer, ignoring Alastor’s growling bleat. “Damn it all, you really think I’m so stupid!”
“Is that a question or a confession?” he asks, his voice coming out too breathy, even as he intended to sound mocking. Standing so close to one another, Alastor has a hard time repressing those vile urges.
Confusion clouds Vox’s screen for a moment, before his smile eases in a wide, mocking grin. “Oh-oh!” — terribly infuriating — “What is it, Al? Came crawling for help, after all this time? After everything… you still think I’d give in to help you?”
Vox’s mocking lands like a slap to the face. It sours Alastor’s own vitriol, offense freezing the fire spreading under his skin for a fleeting moment.