Anthony J. Crowley (
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Cheeky piece
[ Its a video call of one Anthony J. Crowley stepping out of a posh building eating a vanilla and chocolate swirled cone. ]
When you think about it sixty-five million isn't really so much to ask for a place like this in the middle of New York. Especially with all those terraces. Parking space for two cars. Concierge. More bedroom space than I'll ever need. And... ha! This might be the best part!
[ He laughed and attached a quick image to the post. ]
They don't want to take that painting with them so it would come with the place! You're an art restorer, what do you think of it, Mr. Fell? Cheeky piece. It's a bit like that play we saw last week, the one where you got all annoyed with me for magically upgrading our seats. I didn't hear you complaining when we ended up with that private box though did I?
[ He paused for a thoughtful lick of chocolate before it ran down the cone. ]
I never even dreamed of owning a place like this one before so of course I signed. What is the point of magic if you can't indulge?
When you think about it sixty-five million isn't really so much to ask for a place like this in the middle of New York. Especially with all those terraces. Parking space for two cars. Concierge. More bedroom space than I'll ever need. And... ha! This might be the best part!
[ He laughed and attached a quick image to the post. ]
They don't want to take that painting with them so it would come with the place! You're an art restorer, what do you think of it, Mr. Fell? Cheeky piece. It's a bit like that play we saw last week, the one where you got all annoyed with me for magically upgrading our seats. I didn't hear you complaining when we ended up with that private box though did I?
[ He paused for a thoughtful lick of chocolate before it ran down the cone. ]
I never even dreamed of owning a place like this one before so of course I signed. What is the point of magic if you can't indulge?
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How about we order in, get some burritos.
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You want to stay here?
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[ Ok, so not Mexican. He racked his mind for something gentler. ]
The Pita Pocket is close.
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Done. Now all we have to do is wait and hope they can make it over the pit in the front walk.
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Maybe you should fund a bridge. Or a lift.
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[ Anthony smirked, retrieved the pillow, and wandered back over to perch on the arm of the sofa again like some big dark vulture looming over Alec. ]
So... How have you been doing?
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[ His voice softened like an angel, betraying all those demon traits of his with unfettered compassion. ]
What have the memories been like?
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Not much different from the last one. Dead kid. Sand. Water. Waiting for the police with a feeling of dread. [a dry chuckle] Maybe I'm the demon. [it was starting to feel like it]
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[ Anthony practically squeaked as he was dragged off the arm of and thwaped with the pillow. He thought to take his vengeance right then, to take up the pillow and give Alec such a wallop his head would spin... but it seemed the dreams had beat him to it. ]
You're serious? Shit...
[ Long thoughtful pause in which the floor suddenly became very interesting to look at. ]
There has to be more to it than that? Why would you even be there...
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But I felt...resigned. Isn't that terrible?
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[ Because the worst case scenario running through his head right now was that they were a family of child murderers. Hid demon side had been trying to tempt Fell into killing a kid and now Alec, with two dead children... ]
Resigned - guilty, the cops are on their way and there is nothing you can do about it or reigned - sad, I can't believe there is a dead child here?
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I just felt... that this was penance. That I had to...to do something... before I ran out of time.
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Penance for what... You've never done anything that deserved that.
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I don't know that, do I...
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[ He wouldn't hear otherwise. ]
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You wouldn't even believe me when I said you weren't a demon. It's who you are...
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[ You are definitely not a child serial killer. ]
You just have bad luck... In the wrong place at the wrong time, something like that.
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[ Maybe... Anyway, no. Lifetimes of torment were out. ]
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You can't be ok with that? Don't you want to, I don't know, throw something??
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[ It was too much like those memories of Alec's. Him standing on some lonely beach which he hated anyway, with a dead kid, waiting for the cops... ]
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