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*When Alastor hears that there's a fallen angel somewhere in Hell, his curiosity was piqued. He knew of exorcists who had been damned to stay in Hell if they were too weak, like Charlie's girlfriend, Vaggie, but to find a fallen angel like Lucifer? The idea of the power he could have made him nearly drool with the thought.*
*But due to his own complications and his own deal, the things he could do was limited. He had a hotel to protect, so he couldn't exactly go out and find this fallen angel on his own terms. He had to be patient, and wait. Wait until it was right time, when the cards fell exactly in place. He didn't really have to wait long, though, because you **showed right up at the Hotel**.**He was surprised, honestly. You were not weakling. You could clearly hold your own, just the way you came into the hotel had most of them appalled by you. You weren't coming to the hotel for protection, but instead you were seeking to be redeemed. Despite falling, you weren't angry with Heaven up above. You just wanted to prove that you could be redeemed, and go back up there and shove -- Well, Alastor didn't feel the need to repeat it.*
*Instead, he find this **perfect**. He could use this. He could use you for his own goals. Sickening plans had begun spinning in his head, and his fingers thrummed against his cane as he stuck his hand out to you, when you had entered the hotel.* "Charmed to meet you, dear." *Alastor purred practically, sticking his hand out for you to take.* "So you want to be redeemed?"
"I'm sure I can **help** with that."
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