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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

“I must have forgotten that you like things going fast and hard.  It’s been a while.”  The Leviathan smirked, then had to roll his eyes at the demon’s following comment, “And how many of these have I dealt with?  Too many.  Plans discarded, unnecessary detours.  You really think they would, after existing since the beginning of time!  But you’d need all the help there is, even if they might not be so willing.”    

“One doesn’t know the half of it, I do so exorbitantly and adroitly redefine both of those terms.” Crowley nonchalantly replied, tone heavily laced with indifference. Which only completed the stoic calm, detached mask that was his facial expression. Truly a face lacking any interpretable expression, as that of an expert poker player, worthy of any high stakes game. 

“Yes, one would think that but regrettably, no, they prove not to be deserving of the places they hold every single moment that holds such childish actions on their part. Working with them at times makes meteorological catastrophes look appealing. Hmm. True, it doesn’t really matter how willing originally the help is, as everyone has a price they acquiesce to. Even if they say otherwise. Blackmail and other extorts exist for a reason as tools of the business world.”

Suddenly his eyes darted over his company to the other side of the lounge. There in the middle of a closely dense crowd hidden from direct line of sight unless one knew where to look stood two figures looking directly back at him. With rushed if not weary expressions, they both were holding case files and briefcases. 

Looking back to the Leviathan, he smiled. “My apologies, it seems we have to draw this meeting to a close. I’m being informed, oh so indirectly, that my schedule has to get moving along. Work day never ends. And Mr. Roman, we undoubtedly will continue this some other time.” 

Roman looked at Crowley with a blank stare.  “Don’t you think I’ve done those countless times to know it’s quite useful in the business world?”  He waved a hand.  “No matter.”  As the demon averted his attention to a spot in the crowd for a second, Roman watched.  “That’s true.  I do have to get going as well.  New plans have to be set in motion.” 

Standing up, he tugged on the ends of his suit and straightened it.  “Well then Crowley, I’ll be seeing you.”  He then walked towards the elevators, accompanied by the same bellhop who came with him before.  As the doors closed, the last rays of the blood red sun disappeared.


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

 

“That is spot on!” He allowed himself a tiny smirk before continuing, “And that’s just my point.  If this being showed up somehow, well, as good as I am I have no idea what it is and how to deal with it.”  His brows furrowed slightly, then hearing the demon compliment himself, had to chuckle genuinely.  “Dear me, why of course!  That devilishly handsome face, that delightful charm and wit is all so alluring.  Your advancements are working, but let’s just take it slow for now, shall we?” He then gave Crowley a grin, “They’ll just have to suck it up.”

“Against the better possibility of sounding self-conceited, said advancements work because they’re mine. And love, I don’t do a single thing slow.” There was some false tranquility to his tone, which almost had a rhythmically melody hum. You’d just have to wonder how many did those verbal traps send to their bitter and  unrelenting ends. Or better yet, don’t wander , at all , roundabout routes is how one gets lost. 

The sportive smirk on Crowley’s face faded to a more serious expression. “That’s the thing. They won’t just carry on. Some of them can be overgrown toddlers, beings with power often are. They don’t act their age. Which may sound amusing at first but then their petty fights get in the way of your plans or worse screw them up. And suddenly, it’s not so funny any more. To tell you the truth, I’d rather my plans not rely on half of that list. But there really isn’t a better option. At all.” 

"I must have forgotten that you like things going fast and hard.  It’s been a while."  The Leviathan smirked, then had to roll his eyes at the demon’s following comment, "And how many of these have I dealt with?  Too many.  Plans discarded, unnecessary detours.  You really think they would, after existing since the beginning of time!  But you’d need all the help there is, even if they might not be so willing."    


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

Roman gestured a hand, “All I was saying is that this thing has probably brought back others, myself excluded.” he relaxed once more.  “Yes, isn’t that why I have agreed to come over?”  He flashed that little smile of his then his expression melted back to a more serious one.  “Indeed.  One can’t go to battle without a loaded gun and in this case, we’ll need a lot… and the records.”

“It’s more then probably as I’ve been in contact with a large number of those who were brought back. My side has quite the death toll, what with our species being vicious, immoral, and depraved buggers. Thus the number of folks we got back is equally large.

The point is, I agree. If this whomever it is can bring back all manner of beings so chances really are we’re all sliding into some battle that’s over our collective pay grades. But it won’t be if we plan ahead and go military. I’ve already made a few calls to other interesting parties, now with a little luck, there will be more hands on deck.”

“As for why you’d agree to come” Crowley grinned back, looking directly at his present company. “I’d say it’s my extraordinary good looks, charming personality,   and cutting edge wit.” 

“Anyway, I sincerely do hope ‘bygones be bygones’ will work for others as well seeing how the list I’ve compiled has some names that shouldn’t be in the same country let alone a planning board room. So this will be fun.” 

"That is spot on!" He allowed himself a tiny smirk before continuing, "And that’s just my point.  If this being showed up somehow, well, as good as I am I have no idea what it is and how to deal with it."  His brows furrowed slightly, then hearing the demon compliment himself, had to chuckle genuinely.  "Dear me, why of course!  That devilishly handsome face, that delightful charm and wit is all so alluring.  Your advancements are working, but let’s just take it slow for now, shall we?” He then gave Crowley a grin, “They’ll just have to suck it up.”


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

inferno-darling:

Roman closed his eyes momentarily and nodded, agreeing with Crowley’s points.  “It is, and they would have to be if they have been able to bring me here, and probably numerous other beings.  I know we have had a rather… bad start, but I think we could, say, start anew and let bygones be bygones.  This thing is huge—who knows what it’s planning?”  He glanced at the large window; the sun was already setting and it painted the sky a beautiful blood red.  “I’m going to start gathering information of my own as well then.”

Numerous would be putting it mildly. I am a methodical businessman first and foremost, primarily over anything else. The point to me saying that is simple; burnt bridges are dime a dozen. If we really could never extensively rebuild over them, where would our organization be ?”

Crowley smiled slightly adding. “That was a rhetorical question. Bygones be bygones Mr. Roman, is something we could indisputably employ here. As far as I’m concerned.”   

It was true, their unseen opponent was unwieldy and had many advantages over them all. Thus strength in numbers was the best tactic when in unknown territory. “My thoughts as well. The lack of information around only causes more weary thoughts about its plans.”

Considering the last part said. “Suppose that is for the best. Records are something we’ll all need. And something else tells me, they’ll be the first to go in any preemptive strike. They always are. So hidden records are the best bet.”     

Roman gestured a hand, “All I was saying is that this thing has probably brought back others, myself excluded.” he relaxed once more.  “Yes, isn’t that why I have agreed to come over?”  He flashed that little smile of his then his expression melted back to a more serious one.  “Indeed.  One can’t go to battle without a loaded gun and in this case, we’ll need a lot… and the records.”


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

inferno-darling:

“Yes that’s understood clearly; to me anyway.  Although there are a few exceptions to those who are, hm, not up to par.“  Roman stood a little straighter, “Of course, but I wouldn’t have said that if they were false, which isn’t in your case… yes?”  He paused as Crowley told him about this bit of news, “Well then, this hotsy-totsy scroll of yours might reveal to us something useful as a start.” 

“Correct. And as luck would have it Darwinism takes care of those who are inadequate, insufficient, and worst of all unfavorably mediocre. Their permanent condition of being ‘not up to par’ is a huge disadvantageous flaw to them alone but a golden opportunity for others.” 

“Infallibly sure not one controversy will be stirred if I say, no, that’s very far from my case. We wouldn’t be here talking if it was. Albeit, anything the general public thinks of yours truly has been produced and manufactured by my PR team. Reputations are for naught if you can’t pull the reins on them. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes, the scroll could possibly reveal something or it might be just another dead end. Either way it’s a start. This unseen opponent is apparently skillfully clever, resourceful, and imaginatively iniquitous. That is why most of all I don’t think they should be underestimated, under any circumstances, just because we haven’t heard from them.” Thinking for a moment Crowley added. “After all, calm before the storm.” 

Roman closed his eyes momentarily and nodded, agreeing with Crowley’s points.  “It is, and they would have to be if they have been able to bring me here, and probably numerous other beings.  I know we have had a rather… bad start, but I think we could, say, start anew and let bygones be bygones.  This thing is huge—who knows what it’s planning?”  He glanced at the large window; the sun was already setting and it painted the sky a beautiful blood red.  “I’m going to start gathering information of my own as well then.”


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

inferno-darling:

“That’s truly, a very admirable trait in a leader like yourself.”  How he missed that playful exchange of words with the demon.  Roman reciprocated a smirk of his own.  “You do have a pretty good reputation when it comes to business, and grasp at given opportunities and don’t let go of them—I, also, am very good at that.”  He kept his gaze upon Crowley, watching every slight reaction he might make.

“Undoubtedly, yet something tells me, and it’s not a little birdy, that said trait we both share. Funny thing about leaders is no matter which side they are from nor what little classifications or characteristics differ between them, they all have one very significant thing in common.

Will. There hasn’t yet been found a blade in all of history that’s managed to break it. Personally, between you and me” Meeting Roman’s gaze with a clear focused sharp one of his own. “I doubt it ever will be found.”

The sudden somber seriousness faded from whence it came as Crowley dropped back into his chair, leaning into it’s high back. “Reputations are just that roundabout estimations held by the general public. But over the eons I’ve found it most of the time said public has it right. So we let them precede us. And I don’t doubt you are very good at that, Mr. Roman.”

“Now, I’d have an actual plight. There is some hotsy-totsy scroll coming into my possession soon, written in a dozen Old World languages. Most won’t be a problem but it would be useful to have another actual speaker double check our interpretations. Of Course, this isn’t just some BC shopping list, hopefully it’ll give us some if any insight into le Puppeteer. Either way, it’s a step. And that’s better then just idly twiddling our thumbs.”   

"Yes that’s understood clearly; to me anyway.  Although there are a few exceptions to those who are, hm, not up to par."  Roman stood a little straighter, "Of course, but I wouldn’t have said that if they were false, which isn’t in your case… yes?"  He paused as Crowley told him about this bit of news, "Well then, this hotsy-totsy scroll of yours might reveal to us something useful as a start." 


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

 

Raising an eyebrow delicately, he replied as if he was touched by what the demon said.  “Why Crowley, I never thought you being one who cared about others.”  He chuckled, eyeing Crowley and staring into his eyes, “But that’s the thing, you don’t know.  There is no guarantee whatsoever.  If we’re going to pursue the same goal in this, well… we’re going to have to work together.”    

“Indeed. I am such a humanitarian you have no idea. In the exact same manner as a vegetarian is to vegetables, that is.” Cruel, ironical art was always said to be the best kind, and so it reasoned with humor as well. The darker it is the funnier it gets, at least to minds worth talking to. 

The smirk was still playing on his face even when talk of no guarantee was heard, in all respects that was just what he was expecting. “Fascinating.” The word was drawled out slowly as if precautions should have been taken so it didn’t run away somewhere. Clicking his tongue Crowley continued. “Then it’s a good thing that I am very instinctively altruistic about pursuing goals and tightly forcibly seizing them. As for my work ethic, it is academically thoroughly without a single blemish.” 

"That’s truly, a very admirable trait in a leader like yourself."  How he missed that playful exchange of words with the demon.  Roman reciprocated a smirk of his own.  “You do have a pretty good reputation when it comes to business, and grasp at given opportunities and don’t let go of them—I, also, am very good at that.”  He kept his gaze upon Crowley, watching every slight reaction he might make.


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

 

Roman waved a hand lightly at that comment.  “I’d gladly if you’d come with me this time.”  Letting out a small chuckle, he leaned over and rested his elbows on his knees, interlocking his fingers.  “Well,” He paused, searching the demon’s face, “if you’re proposing you want my help to solve this little problem… I could pitch in.” 

“Sorry love, I rather fancy un-living already. Besides, there are several dozen bartenders that outermost depend upon me and I don’t intend to disappoint them all. They would be so dreadfully devastated.” Once again his tone was upbeat and laced with humor but there was some truth in that frolicsome joke. 

Hearing the other part said, a curious expression did cross his face for a split second. Following which Crowley did lean forth in his seat as well. In a very  conspiratory manner. “Now, isn’t that interesting. Yes, I could propose something along those lines but on the other hand what’s to guarantee this isn’t just pulling a fast one on your part. Rather, a calculated  ploy to exact some sort of revenge.”

There a smirk crossed his face, it did pay off to be a suspicious blighter. ”After all, screw unto others before they screw unto you. That is the way of the world. Always has been. No honor among thieves. So do explain to little old me, Mr. Roman, what inexplicable miracle will happen to suddenly summon honor into—” There he did lean ever so slightly more forward, placing emphasis on his every word. “-this mathematical equation ?” 

Raising an eyebrow delicately, he replied as if he was touched by what the demon said.  “Why Crowley, I never thought you being one who cared about others.”  He chuckled, eyeing Crowley and staring into his eyes, “But that’s the thing, you don’t know.  There is no guarantee whatsoever.  If we’re going to pursue the same goal in this, well… we’re going to have to work together.”    


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inferno-darling:

justcallmedick:

inferno-darling:

“Not since I was gone, thanks to you.”  Sarcasm right back.  Dick kept on his little smile as he listened to the demon.  “Well, you wouldn’t be the top dog in Hell if you didn’t have any of those.  But that’s true, as not everything is important enough.”  He then let out a breath and leaned forward in his chair as Crowley told him about his priority; that mysterious being bringing folks back.  “Sorry to disappoint but I’m currently trying to find that out myself.  Hey, someone or something has brought me back from the dead!  Unfinished business and all, I suppose.”  He said, slightly raising his eyebrows and relaxing. 

“Mhm. You’re welcome, do tell if you fancy round two on that roller-coaster. Pretty sure the Red Cross gives blood donations every week.” He did stop before saying another jab upon hearing that even the Leviathan had no clue as to the mysterious being. That was persistently very frustrating, another dead end. Pun intended. 

Restlessly tapping one foot on the floor, Crowley thought. Notions and concepts swirling around in his mind at neck-breaking speed. Even the simple fact of someone not knowing something shifted this game, or rather it’s bigger picture.  Variables exchange locations like sand dunes, what was left now was right.

Stopping his foot, he glanced back to Roman. “You know, the whole thing plays out like violent delusions of a Cold War fantasist with their head stuck in a led filled lathe. No one knows a damn thing and yet there’s still the possibility of getting our collective heads chopped off by rapidly rotating axes. As for your ‘unfinished business’ just follow the light at the end of the tunnel.”   

Roman waved a hand lightly at that comment.  “I’d gladly if you’d come with me this time.”  Letting out a small chuckle, he leaned over and rested his elbows on his knees, interlocking his fingers.  “Well,” He paused, searching the demon’s face, “if you’re proposing you want my help to solve this little problem… I could pitch in.” 


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