Post by Alaistair on Mar 28, 2021 21:23:43 GMT -5
The question wasn't unreasonable for Lattei to ask about Alaistair's attention to this building. The demon sighed, shrugged, and replied, "Well, that is simple: I only had come to discover it was freshly emptied the moment I first approached it. Sometimes, we move objects from the homes of people who're on other islands to here, in an effort to make their livelihood more comfortable! Naturally, if those possessions were ruined before they could be settled into their homes, temporary or permanent, then that would be adding salt to the wound. So, I had to check here."
That wasn't a lie either. Some people, like Alaistair and his people from the Demon World, do move here for varying periods of time! However, he didn't want to discover any of the artifacts that he'd been acquiring to be shattered either. He and his subordinates would have some major problems here if any of the artifacts turned out to be some prison for a demon... Or something else.
"You'll want the Cayenne. That large red vessel out there with the massive net draped over the main deck. You can see it from here, in fact. Considering what has happened, I'm going to be piled in my own paperwork at this point, so I will be in my office up the road from here. Just follow the signs... Oh, and if you cannot find the ship, look for the big man you were talking to before, with the orange skin. Garley's his name."
Alaistair left the building, thinking how much time they'd have with this set back. As he did, he took another look around at the devastation reaped. His eyes rested, piercing towards Beowulf. The intensity of his stare carried his spite to the hairy man! One word came across Alaistair's mind, one that was so intense, it was as if it was pushing out towards the apologetic individual own mind...
"Suffer..!"]
He continued walking forward, his clothing shifting in a flashing shimmer from the fishing attire to slacks, a white button shirt, overalls, slick black shoes, a red bow tie, and a sporty black tux. It was his business attire, one that he would need to wear as he handled each individual basis regarding the destruction and compensation for each!
That wasn't a lie either. Some people, like Alaistair and his people from the Demon World, do move here for varying periods of time! However, he didn't want to discover any of the artifacts that he'd been acquiring to be shattered either. He and his subordinates would have some major problems here if any of the artifacts turned out to be some prison for a demon... Or something else.
"You'll want the Cayenne. That large red vessel out there with the massive net draped over the main deck. You can see it from here, in fact. Considering what has happened, I'm going to be piled in my own paperwork at this point, so I will be in my office up the road from here. Just follow the signs... Oh, and if you cannot find the ship, look for the big man you were talking to before, with the orange skin. Garley's his name."
Alaistair left the building, thinking how much time they'd have with this set back. As he did, he took another look around at the devastation reaped. His eyes rested, piercing towards Beowulf. The intensity of his stare carried his spite to the hairy man! One word came across Alaistair's mind, one that was so intense, it was as if it was pushing out towards the apologetic individual own mind...
"Suffer..!"]
He continued walking forward, his clothing shifting in a flashing shimmer from the fishing attire to slacks, a white button shirt, overalls, slick black shoes, a red bow tie, and a sporty black tux. It was his business attire, one that he would need to wear as he handled each individual basis regarding the destruction and compensation for each!
So, on a quick couple of notes: I'm good for about one or two more posts, if you guys are alright with it! After that, I say we should turn this in.
As for the other note, Alaistair (the character) did acquire Planetary Telepathy, so if you want, he could have literally said this in your head.