The greatest show on earth
"Wolfram and Hart!" I said, as Tara and I stood in the atrium that takes up a substantial portion of our building. I realized I was declaiming, and lowered my voice a few notches.
The tour had gone well so far. I'd handed off the keys to some lackey who would have it serviced, detailed and necro-tempered glass installed in the windows within the next two hours or I would hand him his head. Knowing the firm, they would probably add their own touches, and I made a mental note to let Tara know about them. I personally had left the listening devices in, since a bug in the hand is worth half a dozen installed where you don't know about them... but it was a manner of personal choice.
And now we stood at the nexus of power. "The firm was founded so long ago that no one is entirely sure when it originated. Here on Earth we're a huge international law firm, in some other dimensions we're the priesthood or the government. We're always the establishment, though, and even on this plane there is no corner of the world where our tendrils don't reach."
I flashed my card to get past security, since their vampire sniffer was having a panic attack at the end of its chain. "She's with me. As I was saying, Wolfram and Hart's goal is to bring about the apocalypse and the triumph of Hell." I hesitated. "Well, eventually. Like all businesses, we mainly work to perpetuate ourself. Apocalypses come and go, as you no doubt learned back in Sunnydale, but a good corporation is forever."
We stepped into the elevator. "You're a witch... I bet you might enjoy the library. You've never seen anything like it."
((Open to Tara))
The tour had gone well so far. I'd handed off the keys to some lackey who would have it serviced, detailed and necro-tempered glass installed in the windows within the next two hours or I would hand him his head. Knowing the firm, they would probably add their own touches, and I made a mental note to let Tara know about them. I personally had left the listening devices in, since a bug in the hand is worth half a dozen installed where you don't know about them... but it was a manner of personal choice.
And now we stood at the nexus of power. "The firm was founded so long ago that no one is entirely sure when it originated. Here on Earth we're a huge international law firm, in some other dimensions we're the priesthood or the government. We're always the establishment, though, and even on this plane there is no corner of the world where our tendrils don't reach."
I flashed my card to get past security, since their vampire sniffer was having a panic attack at the end of its chain. "She's with me. As I was saying, Wolfram and Hart's goal is to bring about the apocalypse and the triumph of Hell." I hesitated. "Well, eventually. Like all businesses, we mainly work to perpetuate ourself. Apocalypses come and go, as you no doubt learned back in Sunnydale, but a good corporation is forever."
We stepped into the elevator. "You're a witch... I bet you might enjoy the library. You've never seen anything like it."
((Open to Tara))