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[integrity]

[Crowley has been on the ship for hours.

The whole business was rather unpleasant, as is being branded like some kind of animal, but all in all, the demon is rather unruffled. Transport into another universe was something of another day's work, though it was an alarming coincidence that it occurred so closely to his greatest victory. Was this his punishment for his involvement with defeating the Leviathan?

Unlikely, the demon decides, and so he goes about his business.

First, it is a matter of discovering his locker, of removing his things, and of disappearing. He has little interest in socializing immediately and, as a result, Crowley vanishes into the shadows to dwell and think -- and, most importantly, learn. Within the hour, Crowley has all he needs to know at his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, his comm turns on to broadcast his soft accented English to the Tranquility.]

I'm afraid I require a bit of explanation as to why, exactly, someone thought it would be humorous to shove a Hellhound into a test tube.

[There's an artful pause.]

And also the location of the nearest groomer. This filth is absolutely disgusting.

[There's another three second pause before his own transmission ends.

Let's see who decides to come forward with information about why he, the demon King, is here.]

Comments

[jilt]

And what do you know of dictators, Mister Crowley?

[integrity]

Plenty, Miss Adler.

[Two can play that game.]

[jilt]

Well, well. Aren't you resourceful, my dear.

[integrity]

It's a job hazard.

[Crowley has no idea who this woman is, truthfully, except he does. The fictional version, anyway. How astonishing that she actually exists.]

I take it we've met before, darling.

[jilt]

Briefly. You were rather elusive, during your first go round.

[integrity]

I suppose I had my reasons for that.

[jilt]

Maybe. It did deprive the rest of us of your...lovely company.

[integrity]

Such a tone for undoubtedly lovely company.

[jilt]

For my uncertainty as to how to describe such company. You're hard to sum up in a singular word.

[integrity]

If I had to choose, I would settle for magnificent.

[jilt]

Only magnificent?

[integrity]

You asked for a word. Singular.

[jilt]

I expected something more grand.

[integrity]

Only a stupid poker player would show his hand when it's only the first round.

[jilt]

Implying there's more to come. I'll have to keep an eye on you, Mister Crowley. Let's see if your second act is more dazzling than the first.

[integrity]

I always live to impress, so I'm certain you won't be disappointed.

[Pleasantly.]

[jilt]

Good. Because I hate being disappointed.

[ AND THEN SHE HANGS UP :3 ]