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Sep 25, 2005 14:02

So a demon, an ex-turtle, and a personification of Dreams walk into an ofice ( Read more... )

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aj_crawley September 25 2005, 04:15:28 UTC
And the demon says, right, the demon says:

"Evening, Mr. Jackson."

Click.

The door closes. Locks, even, though it shouldn't be able to, without a doorknob.

That was an ominous click.

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white_dream September 25 2005, 04:38:19 UTC
There is a faint, colorless smile on the male in white,

"We are about to inconvenience you, I am afraid."

Daniel does not at all look afraid. J.J. Jackson III, on the other hand, looks rather as though his worst nightmares came clomping into the room (thus explaining Daniel's small smile: J.J. Jackson is only lucky that they did not bring the Oompa Loompas).

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aj_crawley September 25 2005, 04:45:57 UTC
Crowley would have - because really, they're almost like flying monkeys, in a way - only the robes' pockets aren't that big.

"Now," he says pleasantly, taking a seat in front of the desk, "isn't this nice."

Flustered, the good editor opens his mouth, no doubt to enquire as to the meaning of this - this intrusion, but Crowley cuts him off.

"I was told the metamorphmagus story was closed."

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