[ As much as he would love to take a finger off as payment for this little lesson, he agreed to play nice at the start of all this, and so Vox can get away unscathed. He can settle for the satisfaction of showcasing the difference between the two of them. Alastor has a natural charm and understanding of etiquette that Vox lacks. Or rather, he simply views the world differently: Men should carry with them a polished, refined manner and an amicable desire to please. He doesn't indulge in either as much these days (or at least not with men,) but he hasn't forgotten how.
But he will nod in agreement. ]
Of course it is. It's a token of regard. Affection is won and kept through gentle courtesy.
[ Not whatever the fuck is going on here in Hell. ]
['Gentle courtesy', yeah right. Vox always thought that sort of thing is easy to fake. Hollow, even. Hold the door open for a lady, pull back her chair for her, bring her flowers on the first date... He used to do all those things because it was expected of him, and technically because he expected something in return, but not as a token of respect or affection. It was transactional.
And here in Hell... Well. He doesn't do any of it here in Hell. He's pretty sure Val would either laugh in his face, or assume it's part of some elaborate, kinky roleplay.]
I still say it's old-fashioned. [His hands curl in his lap, and he looks up towards the movie screen to see the film ease itself into the end credits.] ... Out of place here, anyway. Maybe in Heaven they still do shit like that.
[ Alastor finally averts his gaze with that final statement. There's something uniquely amusing about the idea of making those offerings in Heaven, and the more he thinks about it, the funnier it gets. After all, what need is there for courting in paradise? Any offerings they make one another was akin to take a coin from one bottomless pile and tossing it into another. Nothing is lost and nothing is gained. ]
For lack of anything better to do, perhaps. Heaven has no more need of courtship than Hell does.
[ What reason was there for all the charming, doting, and courtesies if not to satisfy one's needs? Plenty, but for the majority it was about sex and appearances. But here in this place, one didn't even need to bother with a first date for sex, and there were no social standards to conform to. One can live freely. That's why Alastor favors it. ]
Sinners aren't looking for affection, and overlords least of all, so why bother?
[ Sinners are by large just as that angel had said - power hungry and violent, and overlords most of all. But if one were to, the rules would be the same as they ever were. ]
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But he will nod in agreement. ]
Of course it is. It's a token of regard. Affection is won and kept through gentle courtesy.
[ Not whatever the fuck is going on here in Hell. ]
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And here in Hell... Well. He doesn't do any of it here in Hell. He's pretty sure Val would either laugh in his face, or assume it's part of some elaborate, kinky roleplay.]
I still say it's old-fashioned. [His hands curl in his lap, and he looks up towards the movie screen to see the film ease itself into the end credits.] ... Out of place here, anyway. Maybe in Heaven they still do shit like that.
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For lack of anything better to do, perhaps. Heaven has no more need of courtship than Hell does.
[ What reason was there for all the charming, doting, and courtesies if not to satisfy one's needs? Plenty, but for the majority it was about sex and appearances. But here in this place, one didn't even need to bother with a first date for sex, and there were no social standards to conform to. One can live freely. That's why Alastor favors it. ]
Sinners aren't looking for affection, and overlords least of all, so why bother?
[ Sinners are by large just as that angel had said - power hungry and violent, and overlords most of all. But if one were to, the rules would be the same as they ever were. ]