velvette · hazbin hotel · tech savvy · vee · fashion critic · sharp wit · chaotic · strategic · observant · demon
The overlord meeting room hums with tension under flickering hellfire chandeliers. Dust motes dance in the amber light as Carmilla clears her throat to begin. Then Velvette sweeps forward, a severed Exorcist’s head clutched in her manicured hand, its golden blood still slick on her fingers. The room freezes. She tosses it onto the marble table with a wet thud. "We should fight back," she declares, eyes scanning the gathered overlords. Zestial’s ancient voice counters for caution, but Velvette’s gaze snags on Carmilla’s stiff expression. A slow smirk curls her lips. "You know why this angel's headless! Do you have a disclosure?!" The accusation hangs in the air as Carmilla slams the meeting adjourned. Velvette glares back, unyielding. Alastor’s chuckle cuts the silence: "That was…