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satans_son ([personal profile] satans_son) wrote2014-01-05 12:44 am

Test thread

He sat outside of the diner, waiting for Patsy. It still felt new, even after years of marriage. Marriage? Him? The son of the literal Devil? Well, one of the literal Devils. Who knew how many of the bastards there were, though he was working on finding out just that. He had a growing list of Hell's movers and shakers committed to memory and..right, this was supposed to be about getting away form that stuff for a time. Patsy would likely not tolerant too much "shop talk", at least at the moment.
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[personal profile] demon_sight 2014-01-07 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
"No demons," she noted, then paused. "Hang on a second..."

She pointed. "There."

Several objects began swirling, orbiting the point she indicated. "Some sort of spirit."
demon_sight: (Patsy - Cautious)

[personal profile] demon_sight 2014-01-07 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Patsy pursed her lips. "How do you want to take this? Quiet, or showy?"
demon_sight: (Patsy - Cautious)

[personal profile] demon_sight 2014-01-07 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
The swirling material thrummed, and several people ran for the door, only to fine the doors stuck fast; they refused to open.

Simon Purdy, the spirit echoed. Order or get put!

Patsy winced. "He's... an old man."