MEETING 911 hellmouth_of_la
It was early… well, not quite that early for me since I had been awake since 5:00 AM. But I thought it was time for me to pay a little visit to Wolfram and Hart and see how things were going. It was a bit ahead of schedule, in fact, I had not anticipated having to make this trip down memory lane so soon, but in light of recent events this was a trip that was unavoidable.
Mental note: Remember to thank Eve for making it possible for me to move my plans ahead of schedule. Actually, scratch that note. Just be sure ask what the hell was she thinking when she decided to pull a stunt like that without consulting me first.
I checked my watch again. 7:43 AM. The streets were a little busy, which was interesting because the streets of Los Angeles at this time of day were always extremely busy, or at least they always seemed to be. In any case, all it meant was that I could relax a bit and enjoy the scenery. Hmm… and by looking out the window I could tell there was not much of it.
Mental note: Next time, take the freeway instead of the street. It is much faster and less “scenic”.
After a passing by a few lights and a few beggars I finally made it to my destination. I decided to park my car away from the building and walk the rest of the way there. No need in alerting them that I was coming or have my Mercedes SLR McLaren towed away for parking in the red zone.
As I neared the building I noticed that something was off. I looked towards the parking lot and it seemed… empty. Usually this building was full of people, lawyers, criminals, or your occasional demon passing for a human with power like Donald Trump or Bill Gates.
Hmm… That’s interesting.
I walked up to the door and everything was… dark and empty. That was no way to run a business. What ever happened to being the driving force of evil that provided top-quality legal advice and services to mortals and demons alike that sought to dominate and destroy the forces of good in all forms?
How pathetic.
I turned around and decided to check the alternate entrance. I always kept a spare key to access the building, just in case the C.E.O decided to take a break from evil and give everyone the day off. This was truly pissing me off.
Just when I decide to go out of my way and make a visit to evil incorporated they take a vacation.
As I walked in I pulled out my cell phone and began dialing the numbers… I needed to speak to Eve right way. After the beep I punched in the usual message. Well, not so usual this time.
MEETING 911
I needed to talk to her and get some answers. Once I had place the call, I closed my cell phone and put it away inside my coat pocket.
Mental note: Remember to thank Eve for making it possible for me to move my plans ahead of schedule. Actually, scratch that note. Just be sure ask what the hell was she thinking when she decided to pull a stunt like that without consulting me first.
I checked my watch again. 7:43 AM. The streets were a little busy, which was interesting because the streets of Los Angeles at this time of day were always extremely busy, or at least they always seemed to be. In any case, all it meant was that I could relax a bit and enjoy the scenery. Hmm… and by looking out the window I could tell there was not much of it.
Mental note: Next time, take the freeway instead of the street. It is much faster and less “scenic”.
After a passing by a few lights and a few beggars I finally made it to my destination. I decided to park my car away from the building and walk the rest of the way there. No need in alerting them that I was coming or have my Mercedes SLR McLaren towed away for parking in the red zone.
As I neared the building I noticed that something was off. I looked towards the parking lot and it seemed… empty. Usually this building was full of people, lawyers, criminals, or your occasional demon passing for a human with power like Donald Trump or Bill Gates.
Hmm… That’s interesting.
I walked up to the door and everything was… dark and empty. That was no way to run a business. What ever happened to being the driving force of evil that provided top-quality legal advice and services to mortals and demons alike that sought to dominate and destroy the forces of good in all forms?
How pathetic.
I turned around and decided to check the alternate entrance. I always kept a spare key to access the building, just in case the C.E.O decided to take a break from evil and give everyone the day off. This was truly pissing me off.
Just when I decide to go out of my way and make a visit to evil incorporated they take a vacation.
As I walked in I pulled out my cell phone and began dialing the numbers… I needed to speak to Eve right way. After the beep I punched in the usual message. Well, not so usual this time.
MEETING 911
I needed to talk to her and get some answers. Once I had place the call, I closed my cell phone and put it away inside my coat pocket.