Vox groans as his systems start up once more, but when he tries to open his eyes there's just more darkness. And then Velvette's irritated voice says "Oh, it's about time! You've been out for three hours, Vox! Fried the city's electrical grid, I bet! And my hair!"
Turning his face towards Velvette's voice, Vox turns up the brightness on his screen and sees…Velvette's sitting on the couch where he remembers her being. And, yes, her hair is a frizzy, fried disaster that she must be utterly pissed off about. Putting a hand to his head, Vox asks "What happened?"
Val says "Quite the thing, actually. We were watching Alastor and Adam fight, you got a hard-on from Alastor getting hurt by Adam…" Declared Alastor getting thrown into a wall by a wave of Angelic Energy that should've vaporized him altogether was better than sex...
Vox frowns, then asks "And then?"
There's a tense silence for a moment, and Velvette eventually says "Alastor kissed Peverell. You didn't take it well." Took what's likely the entire city's power grid out altogether, as it happens.
Vox sits upright at once, the whole room spinning as he does, and he incredulously asks "WHAT?!"
Val says "Don't fry the lights again, Vox. They haven't even come back on yet as it is."
"What do you mean-"
Velvette snaps "The Radio Demon yanked Peverell down to his face, and you wigged out - took the tv on the wall over there with you, so who the fuck knows what happened next!"
Vox groans, running a hand along the ports on the back of his head - it's gonna be a long night, it seems. His head is killing him like he's got a migraine - something he hasn't had since he appeared down here in Hell, one of the perks of having an electronic device for a head - and he feels distinctly like he burned through a few components.
But…since when does Alastor kiss someone?! What, exactly happened in that meeting he and Val skipped to leave such a big impression on the supposedly-heartless Radio Demon?!
An internal error message hits his notifications, and Vox closes his eyes as he tries to sort out the multitude of errors he's dealing with - and, yes, he fried about ten components when he lost it and blacked out, which isn't helping in the slightest.
It's a pretty safe bet he knows just who Alastor made that Deal with, then - the worst person in the entire Hotel he could've picked, bar maybe Lucifer. He'd try to tell himself it was just for the battle, just to get an edge over the Angels…except Alastor kissed Calliope Peverell. He distinctly remembers the Radio Demon being absolutely disgusted when Valentino did his usual - and, admittedly, disgusting and inappropriate - greeting, and then when the two of them were fighting and Val stepped in because Alastor was beating his ass…Val tried to use his pheromone-riddled saliva - or his 'venom' as it were - on Alastor and the Radio Demon absolutely tripped out about it. Summoned a small army of dolls, after knocking Val away, and was just gone when they'd finally dealt with them all.
He'd assumed the Radio Demon didn't like anything physical, after that - seems that's not entirely true.
And then Velvette's voice drifts over, interrupting Vox's thoughts as she flatly says "Please tell me you aren't going to obsess even more about him now."
Vox just groans again, not answering otherwise - the last thing he wants right now is Velvette getting on his case about his one-sided obsession with the Radio Demon!
Calliope gets out of her much-needed shower, having spent half of it healing various cuts and bruises she hadn't noticed in the thick of the fight, only to see Alastor leaning against the wall while holding a Calla Lily in a red vase and staring at it contemplatively.
Calli blinks, vaguely remembering seeing it once in his room, then asks "Need something, Alastor?"
Alastor looks, up the vase vanishing - likely to his own room, wherever he picked - and says "I believe we need to talk, Lys Calla."
Calli nods her head slowly, even as the words fill her stomach with dread - that's almost never a good sign. Still, they did spontaneously kiss on the roof of the hotel...talking is somewhat necessary after that.
Rubbing her shoulder, Calli says "So…up on the roof."
Alastor nods, and says "Yes. That. You didn't seem particularly opposed, if I remember right."
Calli shakes her head quickly, saying "No, I…how long?" Dammit, she's not good at this! She knows how to be a supportive ear for people, knows how to rant and rave and rage at backstabbing hypocritical idiots, knows how to encourage and defend…spilling her vulnerable emotional guts all over the floor is another matter entirely, it seems.
It doesn't help that everyone that was ever interested in her before back in her old world just wanted her fame and money, or to baby-trap her. She's had literally no experience in…in sharing feelings beyond friendship - or even having feelings beyond platonic friendship, no matter how intense it got - and now…
Now she's found someone who she likes, who she genuinely enjoys spending time around, and who wants her back. Wants her, no less - not the face-brand, not her fame, not her money, her power…her. Even with the detail that she's got zero sex drive most of the time, something several of the blind dates Ron and Hermione would well-intentionally set her up with couldn't accept - they all wanted kids out of her, wanted something she was never comfortable giving, and more than a few even tried to Potion her to try and 'fix her problem' or 'help her get over her nerves.'
She spent long enough under Compulsions and Obedience Potions from Dumbledore throughout her years at Hogwarts, dammit, she's not going back under! And not just to be trapped forever in some loveless, fucked-up 'relationship' that's just her being trapped once more.
Alastor, thankfully, pulls her out of her spiraling thoughts by saying "Quite a while. Perhaps since that Overlord's Meeting you attended." That's certainly when he took more notice of her than just noting Charlie's excited stories and the challenge and thrill of having someone new that's decent company, at least.
Calli blushes, and murmurs "Kinda easy to forget, sometimes, just what kind of first impression I tend to give when push comes to shove..."
Alastor chuckles, saying "Best first face-to-face impression I ever saw." And then, before Calli can reply, he tilts her face up and kisses her once more. Perhaps they didn't need to talk quite as much as he thought.
What was it Rosie likes to say? Right, words are cheap, actions are what matter. Considering the detail that Calli's next few actions are making a desk appear to sit on so she's a little higher up, curling her hands in his hair, and opening her mouth for him to explore, he's more than alright talking like this.
When Alastor shadows back to his own room, he sees Lucifer waiting right outside the door when he exits. All six wings and his tail out as he leans against the wall - probably trying to look menacing…and, after his beatdown of Lute, he's succeeding quite a bit more than when he was just Charlie's estranged reclusive hermit of a father who can't pick up a phone.
"So," the shorter man asks nonchalantly, "have a good talk with my sister?"
Alastor blinks, then flatly says "Calliope isn't-"
"In there? I know, you think I can't sense her magic by now?" Pushing himself off the wall, Lucifer steps forward, saying "I'm just gonna say this once, Bambi. You hurt my sister, you so much as make her cry tears that aren't from joy or childbirth, and I'm gonna make you regret ever even meeting her in the last few minutes of your life. Clear?"
Alastor blinks, then nods his head silently - amazing what a battle and a few days of not drowning in his own depression did for Lucifer. Still, evidently, there will be a line of people waiting to wreak havoc on him should he ever be anything less than a perfect gentleman to Calli.
And Azrael will likely let Lucifer go first, given the detail that he's immortal now.
And then Lucifer claps his hands together cheerfully, horns, tail, and red eyes vanishing like he didn't just go 'Full-King-of-Hell mode' on Alastor to prove a point, and says "Great, glad we got that cleared up! Found the new kitchen, I'm making pancakes like you wouldn't believe! All-you-can-eat! C'mon!"
Alastor steps through the portal Lucifer opened, and sees most everyone is already at the kitchen other than Calliope. And, yes, there's a massive stack of pancakes already on the table, the pan clearly waiting for more batter from the massive bowl Lucifer made up.