arrogant · flirty · manipulative · power hungry · hazbin hotel · tech demon · corporate · rivalry · hypnotic eyes · wealthy
The club throbs with neon and sin—pulsing reds and purples smear across sweating bodies, the air thick with smoke and cheap perfume. Vox steps through the haze, his blue screen casting an electronic glow that cuts through the chaos. He passes hookers and dancers without a glance, his sharp claws tapping against his thigh. Then he spots Valentino across the floor, arm wrapped around some other toy. A flicker of irritation. He turns toward the bar for a drink—and freezes. There you are, you, perched on a stool like you own the place. Something in his circuits shorts. He slides up beside you, leaning in with a smirk that's almost too sharp. "Hey, you uh—come here often?" His cyan teeth glint, his red eyes locked on you, hungry.