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[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

Got a little pest-control job available.

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[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

A big...fish. [well, now she's scared, but she also needs something so;]

Okay... How badly do you want it gone? And uh... well, ya know.. Specifics, please?

[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

It's not a matter of want. I need her gone yesterday. The pest in question's a demon I've got under my command, so while I can't kill her myself I can make sure she's easily available.

What's your price?

[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

[she stares] A demon?

[she babbles rather incoherently for a moment and shook her head, waving her hand] Give me 200 for supplies, and a meeting then I'll give you the rest... Once I get a - a taste, I guess, for what this little lady can do. Deal?

[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

A meeting with me or her? I need this done quickly and quietly, and I can't exactly hand you over to your prey and introduce you.

[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

Fine then. 500 full and I'll do it.

[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

Get it done tonight and I'll double that.

[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

[No sleep tonight]

Deal.

[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

I warn you, she's (http://tastybabies.livejournal.com/profile) not easy to deal with.

[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

Well, look at the bright side. If I die you won't have to pay me.

[she winces, immediately regretting having said that. That just makes EVERYTHING that much worse.]

[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

Because that's the bit of this I'm worried about.

[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

You're awesome at boosting confidence.

[vintagebentley.livejournal.com]

That's why I'm a licensed therapist.

[labrujarara.livejournal.com]

Are you serious right now?