[And when he does get there, he'll find that the daemon...didn't bring much with him. There's no sign of someone having unpacked recently, though the bed looks like it was made by a tornado. Despite that, though, Alastor is sitting relaxed in a chair with a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and his sword - now back in its true form - leaning against the side of his desk. There's another mug sitting next to his elbow, and he waves with his free hand when V walks in.]
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[And when he does get there, he'll find that the daemon...didn't bring much with him. There's no sign of someone having unpacked recently, though the bed looks like it was made by a tornado. Despite that, though, Alastor is sitting relaxed in a chair with a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and his sword - now back in its true form - leaning against the side of his desk. There's another mug sitting next to his elbow, and he waves with his free hand when V walks in.]