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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 22:47:51 GMT -5
"Look at what? I'm stuck in a bloody chalk circle," Crowley snapped.
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 22:51:32 GMT -5
"Right, right. Don't twist your knickers."
He looked through the spell again. "Fuck, this is complicated." He read aloud a long line that would allow the demon to break the chalk circle, although he remained confined to the dwelling. He remembered why he'd chosen this particular summoning spell - the demon was not able to harm the person who had done the conjuring.
Pity he'd forgotten that the spell also included that whole bit wherein you summoned the demon in order to command him to grant one desire. He couldn't think of anything he wanted and besides, it looked like there was a smudge over the script for making that desire. Even if he thought of something he'd have to work it out first.
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 22:56:07 GMT -5
"Thank you," Crowley grumbled, sitting down on the couch. He scowled as his bottom sank into the cushion. "So are you going to let me go, then?"
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 22:58:44 GMT -5
"Hey, you could go anytime. Except you can't. Your fault, from a certain perspective. Since you're a demon and all."
He picked up a pen and a clipboard, clicked the tip jauntily, and sank into the nasty-ass couch beside him, beginning to scribble notes on the encounter. "That perspective is mine, by the way."
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 23:02:12 GMT -5
"Hm," he grunted, crossing his arms. "I'll take that as a no."
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 23:05:50 GMT -5
"So a man sows, so shall he reap," said Ben in amusement while he scribbled. "Which I take to mean that, if you are a demon, you really shouldn't bitch about being stuck in a grotty flat because you're probably responsible for shittier things."
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 23:12:02 GMT -5
"Piss off, I have every right to bitch. Besides, you're a priest, and you just summoned a demon. And don't even get me started on all the things the Catholic Church has done."
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 23:13:24 GMT -5
"I won't, because I probably already know all of them and so then I'd be bored. Do you want a beer or something?"
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 23:15:09 GMT -5
"Sure," said Crowley. Something suddenly dawned on him. "Hey, I'm not in Ireland, am I?"
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 23:16:46 GMT -5
"No, but if I'd done this a few months ago you would be. But then you'd hear the sounds of my snotty siblings in the background. You're in Paris."
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 23:18:54 GMT -5
"That's good. When this is all over, I can just walk home. If we were in Ireland I'd have some trouble. Haven't been since Saint Patrick came along."
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 23:21:14 GMT -5
He scribbled fanatically, then went to get something alcoholic.
"No beer," he called back after a while. "Fucking fridge..." He muttered, then raised his voice again. "OI! I have a shit ton of random things if you want to come pick something..."
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 23:22:18 GMT -5
Crowley walked into the kitchen. "What have you got?"
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Post by Ben Malloy on Aug 27, 2010 23:25:40 GMT -5
He pointed.
There were a few bottles of varying alcohols, some more full than others. Two of the bottles had crosses on the labels. It seemed to be a decorating theme.
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Post by Crowley on Aug 27, 2010 23:31:01 GMT -5
Crowley went to reach for the Bourbon and then noticed the cross on the label. "Er. Could you pour that for me, please?" he asked, pointing to the bottle.
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