Donut Look Now

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Location: Caden’s Mansion, Chicago, IL
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I gesture vaguely with my hands. ”My ways might be faster but… not be so subtle depending on where it is.” I answer honestly with a shrug. If the idea is to avoid unwanted attention, using my telekinesis to rip a body up from under the ground. Besides, I don’t really want to show off the kind of power I possess. The Kitten is already so wary of me. I throw a sidelong glance at her to see her reaction.

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I nod, thinking about it. ”Would Lì Wu’s body work?” Hopefully it hadn’t been cremated or anything yet. ”Since that was the last victim.” I further clarify. Finding something it touched that isn’t a victim is going to be a tall order and I couldn’t just send peons at it unless I ensured that the flesh suits were already dead prior to possession.

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I catch Cassiopeia’s frown and smirk, stopping myself from calling her kitten again. Her reactions are just too adorable when teased. She reminds me of the saying ‘Curiosity killed the cat’, but satisfaction hasn’t brought her back yet. I could tell she still has many more questions she’s dying to ask me. ”Sounds like our first step is know the Beastie’s movement. Do you think you could make some sort of tracking spell for it?” I ask her. ”Or do we think a modern human device can do it?” I look over at Caden and cross my legs, bouncing one of my feet.

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”So ein gutes Kätzchen.” I coo to Cassiopeia. The mention of molten lead makes my left hand twitch, but I’m determined to ignore it. I don’t want to see beyond the curtain, that means facing human emotions and that seems tedious.

Making sure to sway my hips as I walk, I take a seat on the table Cassiopeia’s been working at. ”Anything on trapping it?” I ask with a tilt of my head. Knowing how to kill it was a good start, but not good enough.

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”Such a good kitten”

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I mirror his smirk. ”Just need to know for auctioning them off.” I say offhandedly, turning back to look at them. Thirteenth century sounds familiar to me though, like that curtain blocking my human memories is shifting just enough to let me peek through. However, I choose to ignore it and instead spin around to face them both.

”Have we found any info on our beastie yet?” I ask instead of dwelling on some old swords.

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”I wouldn’t dream of it.” I tell him with a wink. Putting my hands behind my back innocently, I peer closely at the swords like I’m trying to place their origin. It looks like there is no concern for my overhearing of their earlier conversation. Maybe it isn’t a big deal like I’m making it out to be, but Crowley had specified that I was coming here to clean up a mess. If the mess means Nicholas Wu then so be it.

Turning to Caden, I ask, ”What century are these from?” I don’t really care, but teasing him has become a lot of fun for me.

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I duck my head back quickly so I’m not visible through the doorframe. Is this the same Nic, again?? I think to myself. Biting my lip, I start coming up with potential next steps based on the new information like I’m trying to solve an equation. I will need to review the treaty again, but I’m sure if the human does end up connecting the dots and discovering our supernatural world… I stop my train of thoughts, not wanting to dive into this new issue blind. It was something to chew on for sure, but I needed more information. Not wanting to get caught just loitering in the hallway, I saunter into the room.

”So Caden,” I say casually. ”How do you keep track of your collectibles?” Aiming to tease him, I start fiddling with some of the oddities in the library with a smirk.

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After wandering around aimlessly for a bit, my earlier irritation has almost completely evaporated. Although I have a decent collection of items both in hell and at my home here, Caden’s collections are something to be admired. Most of them are in pristine condition that made me almost envious. It is a good reminder that I should have some of my imps clean up my antiquities.

I started to have to physically stop myself from swiping anything, so I change course and come across what I assume is the library. I peek my head around the doorframe slowly, seeing if I could eavesdrop on the conversation a little bit.

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”If anything goes missing, it wasn’t me.” I tease him before I roll onto my stomach and watch him leave again with a sigh. I let myself space out while looking in the direction he left. Then I mentally chastise myself as I sit up and pull my legs closer to me and rest my chin on my knees. If I let myself get distracted, I might have a really annoying Leprechaun on my ass. Not that he could do much to me, but I didn’t want to deal with him breathing down my neck nor did I want him to rescind his offer.

”So tedious.” I mutter to myself before I spring up to my feet. I might as well take him up on his offer to explore, there were a few pieces that caught my attention on the way in that I wanted to take a closer look at. That idea is cut short by a ringing in my pocket. Sighing, I run a hand down my face before I answer. The only beings with this number were some of my higher ranked peons that knew only to call when necessary. ”Hoc bonum esse bonum.” I answer in Latin. I don’t know what languages these two know and I’m not trying to be secretive, but it was better safe than sorry to use a dead language.

“That human you asked us to check into? Nicholas Wu?”

”Sic, quid de eo?” I look around me to see if anyone is near. If it’s something to share with my new friends, I will, but I want to get all the information first.

“He went to the hospital he worked at and printed off some information about other patients that died like Lì Wu.” I sigh, running a hand through my hair at this news. The demon on the other line answers my next question before I ask. “He hasn’t done anything with it yet, but we figured you should know.”

Well of course he hasn’t done anything with it yet, there hasn’t been enough time for him to do so. ”Custodi me usque ad diem si mutationes.” I say before ending the call and slipping my phone back into my pocket. Dealing with this would be difficult with the red tape the city’s treaty places on everything. Hopefully the dumbass won’t do anything stupid to warrant any action. Would be much easier if I could just kill him and be done with it.

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”This better be good.”/“Yes, what about him?”/“Keep me up to date if that changes.”

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I stifle a giggle with my hand at his reaction, turning away for a moment so he doesn’t catch it. This boy has me acting like a ditsy milkmaid. I think to myself, taking a couple of deep breaths before i flop on my back, perpendicular on the lounge chair. I let my head hang over the edge near him and tucked my bent legs on the little room that was left at the other edge of the seat. ”Leben wie Gott in Frankreich.” I sigh dreamily before I look at him.

”The offer is tempting.” I tell him honestly.

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Literal translation: Live like God in France Meaning: To live in luxury