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[calicoway]

Second night in the Basement. First time writing in this note pad. Could never understand why it wouldn't leave me alone. Now I guess I know. It's all magical and stuff.

So apparently I work for a bunch of demons. How's that for a week night revelation for ya? I didn't even know there were demons, angels, and other freaks like me out there

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[deathbytoast]

Doing it?

What's it?

Or would it be best if I not know?

[calicoway]

For your own protection, it would probably be best. :)

And anyway, I'd hate for you to get the wrong impression about me before you've even met me.

[deathbytoast]

You shouldn't worry, I don't think much of first impressions. I hope that people don't judge me on them, so I give them the same courtesy.

[calicoway]

Right then! ...but you're not the only one who can read this and not everyone's as courteous as you are. :o

If you ask me when we meet, I'll tell you!

[deathbytoast]

Oh right, I forget that on occasion. Should do my best to keep it in mind though, could probably get myself in trouble if I don't.

When? So it's 'when' now? Not that I'm complaining, meeting would be nice, I just didn't quite know that we would.

[calicoway]

Trouble's far too easy to get into, I've found.

Sure, now! Or whenever! You in the Basement? We could meet in the cafeteria. I'm craving milk. It's midnight, but I believe the fridge's always open. Right?

[deathbytoast]

Cafeteria, yes. I'll be the fellow with the big piece of chocolate cake.

Do you like chocolate? We could share if you want.

If not it doesn't matter, we do in fact have open access to all the food, so all is well on that front.