[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

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Now, a more tactful and respectful person would politely decline. Maybe he would find a way to disengage and be on his merry way.]

[Darin is not a tactful person. He's got a chip on his shoulder about Celestials and Archfiends and he also has no qualms about making it known. He's also had his greatest secret revealed to a perfect stranger. He's not in a tactful mood.]

Heaven sounds like a load, if you ask me.

[Classy.]

[senseandcecilbility]

[Now, young man, as doomed as you are, you just don't go about offending Kevin's home and family like that.]

Sir, if you do not leave in ten seconds, I will punish you.

[He starts counting, sounding very serious indeed:]

Ten, nine, eight, five...

[forgeabettertomorrow]

Uh...hey there, friend...

You...ah...you skipped a few numbers.

You know? My friends seven and six? Those guys?

They're feeling a bit left out.

You should start over.

[Backing away.]

[senseandcecilbility]

[He leans forward and deadpans:]

...Three.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[And he jumps back and yelps!]

FOUR!! YOU FORGOT FOUR!!

AS IN FOUR-GIVENESS!!! ISN'T THAT IMPORTANT?!?!

[senseandcecilbility]

[Sorry, little human. Forgiveness is another angel's department.

And he has been so patient.]

ONE.

[Kevin jumps over the stand, hands ready to grab an infidel. Turns out the dorkish butler is quite nimble. ]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[And Darin takes one leap backward and lands about ten feet away. For a giant meathead, Darin's pretty nimble too. He's already reaching around his back for his dao when he stops himself.]

[He throws his arms up in front of him.]

Okay, okay! I get it! I'm sorry! I'm sure Heaven is awesome! I bet it's got like...bars that are open twenty four seven and everyone gets a puppy!

[senseandcecilbility]

[He stops and frowns and points his gloved finger at him.]

That took you forever!

...Besides, heaven doesn't have bars.

[He sounds kind of disappointed, really. As for the puppies, what is the point of spoiling the surprising?]