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[demonlordling]

[There's a rise of brazen violin notes rising from the papers' folds. For those musically inclined, it's Bach. It isn't bad, exactly. Technique-wise, it's very exacting, but there's no passion in it at all, hitting each note as if it were simply a bump in the road to avoid. The player sighs in frustration, and hurls the bow as far from his body as

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[onlyanapple]

[Damnit, Crowley, why are you all of these things?]

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Excuse me? I've only got one contract and unless your name is Satan, then it's not with you.

PFFF Just as planned filter

[demonlordling]

[A rather embarrassing cry of alarm!]

Why I-
I filtered it-

That was not meant for you- it-

[World-weary sigh that doesn't match a thirteen-year-old at all.]

...Crowley, is that you?

Bahahaha filter

[onlyanapple]

No, it's your aunt Muriel. Of course it's me.

Hurhurhurhur Pissed British Demons Filter forever

[demonlordling]

So you are a demon... I had heard, but...

...Well, this is horribly awkward.
I'm afraid I was addressing my wayward contracted demon. Beg your pardon.

and ever

[onlyanapple]

I don't make it a big secret, no.

Hmm. Just something to bear in mind? Filters have to be specific for them to work.

[demonlordling]

Takes one to know one I suppose.

Specific to the person... You've been here some time, haven't you? Has anyone named Sebastian Michaelis passed this way?

[onlyanapple]

Jeeves? Sure he has, a couple of times, in fact.

[demonlordling]

Jeeves...

[A weak, weary little laugh.]

How rich.
I know that in some other form I have been here. But no memory remains. He hasn't seen fit to follow me again. Ah. Foolish, selfish, wicked creature...

Have we spoken before, you and I? When he was here?

[onlyanapple]

That's Paradisa for you. Here to make your life miserable.

It's very probable, I've talked to a lot of people, after all.

[demonlordling]

It certainly seems that way.

...Well, if we can talk frankly, demon-to-demon, do you feed on souls? I understand not every demonic strand does. Unfortunately it seems necessary for my breed.

[onlyanapple]

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That's quite the question. But no, I don't. I don't need to feed on anything, soul or otherwise.

[demonlordling]

Tch, lucky dog.

It's not as if I can snatch the townspeople very easily, and I highly doubt the spectral servants will just pop one on a plate.

[onlyanapple]

Trust me when I tell you that you don't want to snack on the townspeople anyway. They're not exactly normal, if you know what I mean.

What have you been surviving on thus far?

[demonlordling]

So I've gathered. Terrible breeding. I think I spotted one with webbed toes.

...Unfortunately, willpower.
And tea. It does little to sate my hunger, but it feels more productive then sitting about.

[onlyanapple]

That's...not quite what I was getting at.

Perhaps you should ask one of those magic types, see if there's a way of fixing that little problem of yours?