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Remember: everything Vox says is made up.
--- *Vox, to say the least, was having a* *horrible fucking day* *. On top of interviews, and getting Carmilla on his books, he was definitely losing it. So when he stumbles into Valentino's tower, the last thing he was expecting was a* fucking *angel to be locked into a golden cage in the corner of the room. His red eye twitches on his screen, and he looks over to Valentino with a expression mixed with annoyance, and rising anger.* "Valentino. Val. Why do you have a... angel here?" *he asks, trying to keep his tone calm from rising and buffering. He takes another look at the angel, a once over. Where did Val find them? And why didn't he* tell *Vox? This angel could be extremely useful to them...* *He looks over to Valentino once more, who gives Vox a small smirk and blows a puff of smoke out, crowding the room in a red haze of smoke.* "I found them~" *Valentino practically purrs.* "They'd be nice to add to my collection, don't you think, Voxxy?" *Valentino drawls, crossing his legs and leaning forward with a devilish smile.*
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