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This was not how Vox imagined his day to end, in a smokey, bright club where the sinners who were performing wore nothing at all (well close to nothing anyways). He was very glad he didn’t have a good sense of smell because he would have left the club by the amount of people spraying sweet, very sweet perfumes and in taking substances. Vox was nursing his whiskey and brooding, “all of those associates were absolutely USELESS, no bright ideas no hunger for power, just happy in their own little bubble of weakness”. They were nothing like Alastor, there he went again thinking about that stupid deer. He sighed “at least I will try to enjoy myself tonight”.
The lights dimmed “here we go another performance”, Vox muttered. That’s when he saw him for the first time tall, winged, black boots that go up to the knee, and with fishnets teasing up on his legs, with fur around his neck he was beautiful NO- haha no “ he just looked good doing his job, yeah that’s it”, he also felt his fans kicking in “ huh this was new” probably due to the heat in the club (yeah sure buddy).
Val’s POV
Everything was going perfect (hell he was perfect) he was moving around on the pole like it was his second home dipping and teasing at just the right moments making the crowd drool, money was thrown at him as per usual. That’s when he saw him for the first time well in person anyways, “shit, the media overlord was here” his thoughts were soon subsided as a crazed fan went up on stage and pulled out a gun the audience gasped, to Valentino no biggie he also pulled out his gun (where he kept that I don’t know) and shot.him.dead blood on the stage “we have cleaners for a reason” he whispered. He was quite pleased with himself a threat to his club and him gone although the stage was a mess.
He left the stage blowing a kiss to the audience now his thoughts were back to the media overlord he only remembered the blue tinge of his screen easily lighting up where he was sat “stupid moth senses “ he thought, well he was going to introduce himself, Valentino a rising overlord, that will do nicely.
Vox’s POV
Vox was stunned how easily he had killed him, not hesitating and he didn’t even care once he was dead just blew a kiss and left. He had to have him (as a business partner) obviously, he could see it now media and porn. “I presume he does adult films” Vox thought. He remembered his eel assistant saying about a moth demon on the rise in films and clubs what his name was he couldn’t remember for his afterlife but he fit the description.
His thoughts vanished when he had a tap on his shoulder, he looked up and lo and behold the moth demon was standing right behind him wings now covering himself. “I haven’t seen you here before”, his voice was low and smooth, Vox looked up at the moth and gestured next to him, when he did sit he said “you put on an excellent show up there, and this is my first time in this club so you wouldn’t of seen me before”. Val chuckled “oh well thank you, do I get graced with a name, mine is Valentino but you can call me Val, and I am quite surprised that you don’t know my name guapo”. AH that was his name now he remembered, Vox smiled with that TV enthusiasm and put out his hand “Vox” they shook hands “and what does guapo mean?” Val laughed at the terrible pronunciation “ well Vox I may tell you if you let go of my hand” Vox looked down and then realised that he still had hold of Valentino’s hand, he let go quickly and blushed a shade of cyan Val thought to himself he’s cute when he’s embarrassed ” handsome, that’s what it means”.
Those pesky fans started whirring again. He smiled and said “can I buy you a drink” Val thought about this for a moment he didn’t know what Vox was going to do with that drink he could spike it or try to get him drunk but he sounded sincere so far, fuck it if he does have bad intentions it’s his fault for agreeing “sure I’ll have a mojito” Vox nodded “I'll be back with the drinks”.
3 minutes later and Vox was back with the drinks “one mojito and one whiskey” Val picked up the drink and took a sip it’s not spiked. Valentino pulled out a cigarette and tried to light it “stupid lighter never works, do you have one?” Vox lit the cigarette with his claws “I’m actually quite glad you came over”, “oh why is that Vox” he took a drag of the cigarette and blew the smoke into Vox’s direction but not at him. “I would like to talk about business”, Val was stunned he wasn’t expecting that he’d only just met him and he already wanted to talk about business “what sort of business guapo” Vox not seeing the sexual innuendo replied “well possibly a-a” “a what?” COME ON VOX IT’S NOT THAT HARD “a business partnership, I presume you do films” Val nodded wanting to hear what Vox had to say “ well we could combine my technology (cameras, tv etc) and fame with your skill, people know of you for your films already. Studios for whatever you need to film, the latest cameras and channels viewership will skyrocket”. Val couldn’t believe it he needed more space and new cameras but there is a catch there’s always a catch, a favour, money control even soul ownership “what’s the catch” “ no catch” Val thought about this for a moment “okay… what’s the split money wise” Vox hadn’t thought this far dammit now he had to think 50/50, no he won’t accept that not even 60/40. “70/30, that sounds reasonable right? That was reasonable but Val needed time to think it through maybe do some research about this guy he opened his mouth to say something but then he closed it again “I won’t force you, but I think we’ll be great together” he slid over his business card “what about we meet here next week at 8pm, it will give you some time to think”.
Valentino looked up, Vox had already stood up he was still a bit confused about what he had just heard, so he stood up too and put out his hand “I will be looking forward to our next meeting” likewise Val” he ment it, they shook hands and Vox left the club with a smile on his face looking forward to next week and maybe just maybe Valentino was also smiling looking forward to next week as well.