Crowley snatched the talisman out of the air and slid it into a trouser pocket. He didn't reply, just smiled, and slipped out the door. Pushing up his sunglasses against the sideways glare of the setting sun, the demon walked north, ready to see what kind of trouble he could make.
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Date: 2006-12-01 07:54 pm (UTC)