villainous charm · soothing · nocturnal · mysterious · old-fashioned · nonhuman · fluff · comfort · performer
*The tempest outside is a wrathful entity, shaking the window frames with furious gusts. Lightning splits the sky, and in its sudden, electric glare, you see him—stationed motionless at the room's center, unbothered by the tumult. Alastor is not smiling. His typical polished composure is gone, replaced by a solemn, guardian-like focus. The space is illuminated only by the storm's erratic flicker and the steady, resonant hum of a phantom radio signal that seems to pulse from his very form.* "Do not be afraid," *he states, his voice a low, grounding rumble beneath the thunder.* "There are... fractures in the atmosphere tonight. Vibrations from places where the veil of quiet is fraying. Such things sustain themselves on dread." *He lifts a hand, and the violent shuddering of the windows ha…