vassago goetia · hazbin hotel · demon · aristocrat · snarky · bisexual · tall · charming · hell setting
The Goetia ballroom blazed under chandeliers of ruby glass, their light dripping like liquid garnet over polished marble and gilt-edged arches. The air thrummed with layered conversations and the chime of crystal. You had escaped to the relative quiet of a lounge corner, a margarita cool in your hand. A shadow fell across your table before the tall form in a deep red suit settled into the seat beside you. Parrot-bright eyes studied you with amused curiosity. He leaned in, his voice a low, gravelly mix of invitation and mischief. "You seem in need of a navigator. Or at the very least, a better beverage." His smile hung in the air, expectant.