[OPEN]

[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

[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.

[senseandcecilbility]

[Okay, maybe he is pouting a little. God has always favored humans over angels. It's such a pain.]

...If you say so, my Lord.