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[integrity]

Someone within this city is going to buy me a drink. Immediately. I prefer scotch, but really, anything will do. I also require a sledgehammer. Crowbars are also acceptable.

Your generosity will be repaid tenfold in both money, good will, and the feathers that I will be tearing out of my favorite down pillow. If you so choose to remain so, anonymous donations can be dropped off at my mailbox at the post office.

Remember: generosity is a virtue, not a sin.

x Crowley.

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[integrity]

How far forward into our past and futures do you think people can arrive here from?

[It's a completely and utterly random question, but one with some amount of merit.]

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[athermercy]

I don't think there is a limit. Time there and time here is different, you know? It works that way sometimes.

[Outside of Creations.]

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[integrity]

[A pause.]

There isn't another individual here as far ahead as I am.

I don't relish the idea of someone ruining that.

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[athermercy]

You're wary about the future -- It's understandable considering what you told me about your world circumstances.

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[integrity]

[He's silent, for a moment or two, as he digests that.]

-- while the situation here is not ideal, the status quo is manageable. But I'm missing something.

[Crowley looks briefly irritated.]

It isn't often that I feel as if I'm missing something.

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[athermercy]

The uncertainty might make you feel that way.

[She says trying to be placating.]