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heaven_on_paper) wrote2023-08-04 12:14 am
heaven_on_paper) wrote2023-08-04 12:14 am
voice test
further nife and accurate prophecies concerning the worlde that is to com
[ So what does Crowley do when he shows up at his flat and it isn't his flat anymore, but Shax's? ]
[ sometimes a sometime-shady-bookdealer who has been residing in london for the better part of a century, learns about another likely shady bookdealer and decides to see check them out, so to speak.
now this shady book dealer looks perfectly human to other humans, but to an angel he is a 6' tall green man with white hair and tiny white horns. ]
Morning.
[ he has what would pass as a perfectly posh london accent to anyone who didn't care to think too hard about it. ]
now this shady book dealer looks perfectly human to other humans, but to an angel he is a 6' tall green man with white hair and tiny white horns. ]
Morning.
[ he has what would pass as a perfectly posh london accent to anyone who didn't care to think too hard about it. ]
[ Well, that's... peculiar. Also, excuse you, this is a perfectly legitimate bookshop. ]
Oh— good morning. Can I... help you?
[ He looks up from the book he's examining, but he doesn't put it down. ]
Oh— good morning. Can I... help you?
[ He looks up from the book he's examining, but he doesn't put it down. ]
Perhaps, I am looking for a specific—
[ He turns to look at the shady shopkeeper and freezes. ]
[ He turns to look at the shady shopkeeper and freezes. ]
I thought the last of you left after the last war.
... I think perhaps you may be confused.
[ And I think I may be as well, he doesn't say. What exactly are you supposed to be? he also doesn't say. ]
[ And I think I may be as well, he doesn't say. What exactly are you supposed to be? he also doesn't say. ]
I am not confused. What are you, an exile?
[ He draws himself up a bit, testily. ]
I am the owner of this establishment. And for that matter, what exactly are you supposed to be?
I am the owner of this establishment. And for that matter, what exactly are you supposed to be?
Half demon.
[ he says it like it should be obvious, then very deliberately sticks his hands in his pockets. ]
I'm very allergic to your kind. Is there anything holy in here? I would much rather not combust.
[ he says it like it should be obvious, then very deliberately sticks his hands in his pockets. ]
I'm very allergic to your kind. Is there anything holy in here? I would much rather not combust.
Half demon and half what?
[ He raises his eyebrows, simply ignoring the second question. ]
[ He raises his eyebrows, simply ignoring the second question. ]
I'm sure I wouldn't know. You're rather outside my realm of experience, I'm afraid.
That's not surprising, your kind doesn't come here.
I think you'll find that quite a lot of rare booksellers come to London.
... sure, all right. I'm looking for the Black Volume of the Dead.
[ an ancient, dangerous spell book supposedly containing several resurrection rituals and invocations of the Prince of Hell Belial, among others. ]
[ an ancient, dangerous spell book supposedly containing several resurrection rituals and invocations of the Prince of Hell Belial, among others. ]
If it turns up and a group of— teenagers with attitude come looking, would you mind pretending you know nothing about it?
Well, I'm hardly going to point a group of children towards a book like that.
A group of children manage to get their hands on it once per century. The last time was only a couple of decades ago, so with any luck the book will be missing for a few more.
A couple of decades ago? Where? What happened?
... that answers the question about omniscience, I suppose.
A young man managed to get his hands on a handful of pages and used them to attempt necromancy.
A young man managed to get his hands on a handful of pages and used them to attempt necromancy.
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