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[senseandcecilbility]

Who: senseandcecilbility and YOU
When: A couple of days after the interlude
Where: Somewhere close to Thistle Do Nicely, Shopping District
What: Capitalism
Rating/Warning: Nothing so far.

[With visitors constantly ruining young master’s furniture, Kevin has decided he should make some extra cash during his lunch hour...Well, from a strictly biblical standpoint, certain things are not for sale, but Master William’s needs come first. Besides, it’s not like heaven would reprimand him for this tiny little trespass.

Yeah, right.

And so if you walk a couple blocks away from Thistle Do Nicely, you may find a very faithful butler -white kid gloves and all - sitting by what looks very much like a lemonade stand, but claims to be selling something else entirely: ]


Will Perform Exorcism on your Beloved One for Ten Credits.


[It is such a nice, well-calligraphed sign. You may even miss the tiny warnings in the corner:

-No reimbursement for trauma, maiming, coma, death or public nudity.
-In case of death, will perform funeral for five credits.

Comments

[notsolomon]

[It's lunch time for William, so he's decided to see if Kevin might be available to go out with him to grab a bite. It's a nice day and he's in high spirits until William sees his butler. Sitting at that little stand. With that little sign.

Truth be told, William had originally believe that exorcisms and the like were scams, or at best the delusions of the idiotic church. That had changed after William's near death experience at the hands of an actual exorcist. So now he accepted that such things existed, with a healthy sense of caution thrown in.

So he had to take a few moments to muster himself before speaking to Kevin.]

This is new. Are you taking on another job?

[senseandcecilbility]

Oh, young master! I did not expect to see you here!

[He offers William an uncertain look. Is he going to be scolded? He hopes he is not going to be scolded. Here, young master. It's lunch hour and you shouldn't be hungry. Have an orange.]

I thought...There is no harm in a little entrepreneurship, is there? Oh dear, should I have added cannibalism to the no reimbursement cases?

[notsolomon]

[He takes the orange and begins to unpeel it, looking at the sign and then at Kevin. He can see that nervous look on his face, probably waiting for the worst. And William wants to disapprove, but he's also wants to respect Kevin's way of life, so he ponders for a moment.

But at the same time, he can respect the wish to make money.]

No there is not. I was just... surprised. Have you received a lot of customers yet?

[senseandcecilbility]

I am afraid not. [But he looks far happier now that he knows he won't be scolded.] Then again, I have barely started. It's such a beautiful day, isn't it? The streets are crowded with sinners, and I am quite certain there are at least a couple of possessed infidels in the neighborhood.

[It would be a tragedy if no money was made, but maybe this casual encounter with young master is God's way of telling him he is on the right path! Ah, he feels so blessed!]

[notsolomon]

[Wow he is really going full out religious weirdo today, huh. but he's so happy, like a dog that had been told it wasn't in trouble for breaking the prized vase.

How troublesome.]

it is early. But still, you probably should't call people sinners directly to their face. No one likes hearing such talk.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Darin was just on his way back to work from lunch when he passes the little stall.]

[Which...makes him stop cold.]

[And maybe grow a little pale.]

E...Exorcism...huh?

Are uh...Are ghosts a...y'know...?

A..big problem..?

[senseandcecilbility]

[Oh bless! A potential costumer. Kevin leans forward, examining the strange fellow.]

Well sir, demons are much more troublesome, but I am prepared to deal with restless spirits too if they are a problem for er... six credits?

[Most of them just need to be sent to heaven or...the other option. No trouble at all. Probably. Maybe.]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHAHA. About the whole. Demon.]

[Thing.]

[This is making Darin even more nervous, as evidenced by the bullets of sweat pouring down his face.]

D...Demons huh? Yeah, demons sure are real pain in the ass. But uh...tell me...

H...ow do you...you know...exorcise? Is it a ritual? A weapon...?

[Quick, gotta make this seem less conspicuous.]

I mean...I want to hear more about your...particular brand of services...!

[Because that will immediately make you feel better, Darin. Good work.]

[senseandcecilbility]

[You seem very upset, young man. Kevin wonders if he does have a specific problem in mind.]

Weapon? Oh, not quite. Only prayer and God's will. [And smiting.]Truth be told, there is usually some discomfort involved, so I could not possibly guarantee that the victim would survive. Still, their eternal soul would be free from any demonic influence, and that is the important part, isn't it?

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[forgeabettertomorrow]

LIKE HELL IT IS!!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I'D MUCH RATHER LIVE!! THAT'S A NO-BRAINER!!

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[forgeabettertomorrow]

...Iiiiiiis exactly what I imagine a victim would say in these circumstances and in no way implies that I'm the one who needs to be exorcised.

[theshiningone]

[Now you know what this means? An intervention of the divine kind. Hiro was floating above Kevin and his little stand there. This felt like a good time for him to goof off with his Administrative Authority...

So what he does is hold his hand out and manipulate the Gravity Factor to make the stand start shaking a little like a small quake was happening. Then Hiro puts on his best booming omnipotent voice as... Well, he was technically God on his side of the woods.]

The desire for money is a sin, my child.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Kevin yelps and falls right on his angelic arse. What should have been terror quickly becomes heartfelt tears.]

God? My Lord? Are you really talking to me?

[He instinctively looks over his shoulder, from north to south. It has been so long and he has prayed for this so much he doesn't even register that the voice is not quite the one he remembers.

If he knew selling his services for ten credits was all it would take for God to speak with him again, he would have done that three thousand years ago.]

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[theshiningone]

[You know... There was something nice about someone acknowledging him as God. Hiro felt more than a little smug as he tries to repress a little snicker at messing with Kevin here. Time to overplay the dramatics a little more! The stand will start shaking more violently as he manipulates Gravity once more.]

Are you questioning ME? The Creator? Ruler of Earth and all that resides in this world?!

[He sounds very serious as if he's going to shoot down a lightning bolt on Kevin right there--]

[theshiningone]

[And his voice sounds more lighthearted compared to earlier as the shaking suddenly stops.]

--Yes, it is me. And I see you have discovered your freedom of choice since you've arrived in this world.

[senseandcecilbility]

[ Kevin is practically under the stand by this point, but somehow lighthearted voice terrifies him even more than the wrathful one.]

My apologies, my Lord. It will not happen again!

[Just don't take his last wing and stop talking to him forever, okay? He will be good.]

[theshiningone]

[This is too much fun. He couldn't help and try to hold back a snicker.]

Oh, relax! Loosen up a little and mingle with the humans! You could learn a thing or two from them.

[belfire]

[Kazuya was just strolling by, minding his own business, pastry box in his arms, when a familiar 'ping' drew his attention to-]

...

[-that sign. After staring at the innocent looking angel sitting at his Exorcism For Sale booth for an uncomfortably long minute, Kaz tentatively approached (against his better judgement). He was just... morbidly curious. How the hell did exorcisms cause nudity?]

Uh, hey, Kevvy. Whatcha doin' there?

[senseandcecilbility]

[Oh, the kid with the complicated demonic possession. Maybe he will finally let Kevin fix it?]

Master Kaz! At last! May I offer you a discount price?

[Both for the exorcism and for the funeral. If necessary, of course.]

[belfire]

[Yuuuup. He definitely should have just kept walking.]

I'm gonna have to pass. [he held his pastry box close to his chest, as if trying to ward off any potential exorcism by using it as a very flimsy, cream filled shield] I'm kinda allergic to exorcisms, y'know, in the fatal sense.

[senseandcecilbility]

So you have told me. [He points at the tiny warning on the sign.] Fortunately, we are offering promotion prices today.

[He is probably joking. Probably.]

[bardromh]

[ Exorcism... That would have been so useful during the time when people were possessed in the old apartment building in Haven...

Well, you can't dwell too much on the past. ]

That's quite some warnings... Has those things happened many times before, sir?

[senseandcecilbility]

[ Why is he never where the real fun is?]

I'm afraid so, sir. Demons are terribly inconvenient.

[He still wonders if he should have added cannibalism to the list.]

[bardromh]

[ Perhaps people could go without knowing about the cannibalism so it might be just as well that he didn't add it. ]

Demons? There are various kinds, yes? [ Or he has gathered as much from how many people he has met out of his own world. ] Is there no way to prevent those things from happening?

[senseandcecilbility]

But of course, sir! One must keep their hearts pure no matter what and never lose their faith in God.

[This is a war demons cannot win!]

Thus if you ever feel like undressing in public, I suggest you to pray as hard as you can until the sinful desire goes away.