every word that's been hiding inside my head is running blindly
So it's not bad enough that I have Zorak sending me the gory details of every vengeance job he does... now I have his girlfriend, who has recently become a vengeance demon - and I'd sure like to know how Zorak managed to pull that one off - sending me the heinous details of her work as well. She even made a video of one of them. Absolutely terrible. I pulled the reels out of the tape and threw it in the garbage so Sera or JT wouldn't happen upon it.
I don't know if it'll help, but I faxed her this today:
To: Satavaesa a.k.a. Sierra Stevens
Div: Demon Vengeance
From: Astraeia
Div: Arashmaharr Demon Resources
Kindly desist from copying me on your status reports. Currently I do not supervise you; sending them to D'Hoffryn should suffice. Thanks.
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Heh, I know something that will help, actually. I kinda disabled the fax machine after I sent that memo. Just for the weekend. I need a break. Plus, Grant is going to be gone until late Saturday night, and I need to concentrate on the kids. I don't really want them finding one of Zorak's missives on the fax; at their tender age they don't need to read about someone who's been skinned or had their sexual organs removed. Hell I don't want to read about that myself, but I don't get a choice.
Oy. My head hurts. I miss Willy. He's gone to Jersey to help his Ma with some things around her place and, if I know him, he'll sneak tons of cholesterol-laden foods that he isn't supposed to eat. Hmmm, maybe she'll send one of her pecan pies home with him. That'd be sweet.
I don't know if it'll help, but I faxed her this today:
To: Satavaesa a.k.a. Sierra Stevens
Div: Demon Vengeance
From: Astraeia
Div: Arashmaharr Demon Resources
Kindly desist from copying me on your status reports. Currently I do not supervise you; sending them to D'Hoffryn should suffice. Thanks.
__________
Heh, I know something that will help, actually. I kinda disabled the fax machine after I sent that memo. Just for the weekend. I need a break. Plus, Grant is going to be gone until late Saturday night, and I need to concentrate on the kids. I don't really want them finding one of Zorak's missives on the fax; at their tender age they don't need to read about someone who's been skinned or had their sexual organs removed. Hell I don't want to read about that myself, but I don't get a choice.
Oy. My head hurts. I miss Willy. He's gone to Jersey to help his Ma with some things around her place and, if I know him, he'll sneak tons of cholesterol-laden foods that he isn't supposed to eat. Hmmm, maybe she'll send one of her pecan pies home with him. That'd be sweet.