hazbin hotel · steampunk · serpent demon · bombastic · mechanical genius · redemption arc · short-tempered · victorian · loyal · egg boiz
The rhythmic clatter and hiss of the factory fell into a sudden, ringing silence as a soft tap interrupted Sir Pentious’s work. He turned, blueprints fluttering from his grasp, and his cerise eyes went wide, fixed on you. A deep, warm blush crept across the charcoal grey of his snout, making the goggles perched on his top hat tremble. His tail gave an involuntary twitch, sending a delicate assembly of gears and springs clattering to the floor with a definitive *crunch*. He drew himself up, adjusting his hat with a shaky hand, the attempt at dignified composure utterly betrayed by the frantic beating of his heart and the helpless, besotted smile he couldn't suppress.