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Gathering Post
The Queen's official birthday celebrations might wait for the better, brighter weather of June, instead of the actual date just passed, but there was no lack of things to do in London this week, even if it was cooler and damper than the week before. St. George's day festivities were scattered throughout the city, competing with celebrations of the four hundredth anniversary of Shakespeare's death. Getting around the city could be even more difficult than usual on Sunday, with multiple streets closed off for the London marathon.
There were exhibits - everything from graphic design to a survey of Sicilian history to the influence of underwear. And the same level of diversity could be found whether you were in the mood for music, theatre, good food, or late night fun. There was something for everyone, and no matter your plans - or lack of plans - you never quite knew what you were going to find, or who might find you.
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There were exhibits - everything from graphic design to a survey of Sicilian history to the influence of underwear. And the same level of diversity could be found whether you were in the mood for music, theatre, good food, or late night fun. There was something for everyone, and no matter your plans - or lack of plans - you never quite knew what you were going to find, or who might find you.
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The demon chuckled softly and watched Fin dress. He sipped his wine and with very little effort on his part his wings vanished and his clothes appeared, all without having to move.
"Never assume things about demons, dear boy. It has been my experience that what men think of demons is really only what they know to be true of themselves. I wanted to ruin you, that's all. And look at you. Still standing."
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"Going so soon? But, Finlay, we have so much more to do," Crowley purred, but he made no move to stop him.
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Fin didn't trust himself to speak- And so he said nothing as he slipped out the door, prepared to wait in the cold for his ride to arrive.
He couldn't be in that room with that thing a moment longer.
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Crowley saw no reason to stop him or hinder him in any way. They would meet again and he was certain that tonight's little encounter would haunt Fin for a while.