Hastur gave a charming sneer, sharing in Ligur's fantasies. The rack, boiling in oil, and the strappado would be mere child's play to what he had in mind for the demon. "Crawly will get what's coming to him. We'll see to that. Let the little bastard get comfortable. His luck will run out soon enough."
He let out a small hiss of a laugh, thin lips pulling back to reveal fangs. "Sounds like the good ol' days. The unbridled chaos of war. People swearing allegiance to Our Lord Satan left and right. What we need now is another good steady plague to get things going. Nothing sets off desperation and sinning like a good plague."
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Date: 2006-03-20 01:22 am (UTC)He let out a small hiss of a laugh, thin lips pulling back to reveal fangs. "Sounds like the good ol' days. The unbridled chaos of war. People swearing allegiance to Our Lord Satan left and right. What we need now is another good steady plague to get things going. Nothing sets off desperation and sinning like a good plague."