He lifted the form to his nose and inhaled the scent deeply. Lilac and a hint of sweat from her fingertips. Belial gestured casually and a silver-tipped quill appeared in his palm. He laid the application against the desk and calmly began to fill it out.
"I had a decade-long stint in Ancient Rome as a serving man for Nero, if that qualifies. I'm a bit rusty, but I'm sure I'd pick it back up with fair ease," he said, looking intently at her as he continued writing. Millennia of filling out various legal forms devised by the best--or worst, if you looked at it that way--demons in Hell gave one a few useful skills.
When he got to the dotted line, he scratched an X and wrote his name after it--in a language that few could read.
"As for references... are you certain you want to speak with the sort of people I normally work for?"
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Date: 2005-08-07 09:06 pm (UTC)"I had a decade-long stint in Ancient Rome as a serving man for Nero, if that qualifies. I'm a bit rusty, but I'm sure I'd pick it back up with fair ease," he said, looking intently at her as he continued writing. Millennia of filling out various legal forms devised by the best--or worst, if you looked at it that way--demons in Hell gave one a few useful skills.
When he got to the dotted line, he scratched an X and wrote his name after it--in a language that few could read.
"As for references... are you certain you want to speak with the sort of people I normally work for?"