[Crowley - 17] [voice]

[yellow_snakeyes]

[The following voice message is delivered in short, sharply enunciated tones; the speaker is livid and tightly restraining his anger. He also may sound like the sort of person who is perfectly capable of carrying through with his promise, vague though it may be:]Dante was a twit and a hack, but he did get a few things right

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[not here yet]

[magus_knight]

[...damn. He noticed. Must have run out of booze.]

Voice

[magus_knight]

...which one's the fourth circle? Can't remember.

Voice

[yellow_snakeyes]

Avarice. Though the Eighth would also be appropriate.

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[magus_knight]

...which one is that one? Been a while since I've read Dante's Inferno.

[curious_copycat]

What did they take, Mr. Crowley?

[yellow_snakeyes]

Several of the books I keep in the back room.

[i.e., the Bibles. Ironic, no?]

[curious_copycat]

[Her eyes go wide, having spent enough time in the book shop to know which ones he means.]

Mr. Aziraphale's favorites..?

[yellow_snakeyes]

Yeah, those.

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[nothing_is_grey]

I wonder if your threat is truly accurate.

Voice

[yellow_snakeyes]

How so?

Voice

[nothing_is_grey]

Well, that is a great claim to be able to exceed the punishments of hell.

Voice

[yellow_snakeyes]

Not particularly, when you consider the majority of the demons in charge are severely lacking in imagination.

[themothdies]

A man with imagination.

[yellow_snakeyes]

...Yes? And?

[themothdies]

It's unusual.

If this person returns what they took, you'll be merciful?

[yellow_snakeyes]

That depends on your definition of 'merciful'.

[leftacreampuff]

W-Wait what happened?

[yellow_snakeyes]

Someone's been in the back room that oughtn't have been.

[leftacreampuff]

Of the bookstore?!

But... but I've been locking it up every night!

[yellow_snakeyes]

Yeah, of the bookstore.

Locks don't mean a thing to some people.