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Cam is out flying. There's a decent cloud of atmosphere around the gold plane, now, millenia of demons making air around themselves for comfort and not sealing it up because why would you bother. There's a small forest, here - the effect is kind of ruined by the lamps it has to grow under, but it's still pretty.
He feels an open summons and lets it grab him -
the Joker summons Demon Cam
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from_scratch
from_scratch
"By 'you were only burning your half' you mean 'there was obviously no sense in which that was physically what you were doing', right?"
manofmyword
"A different pile in a different building," he clarifies. "The fire never got out of the warehouse. It wouldn't have been as funny if I'd burned their money too."
manofmyword
"You know, a lot of people have that problem."
He enters the underground parking garage of a decrepit-looking apartment building.
He enters the underground parking garage of a decrepit-looking apartment building.
from_scratch
"Congratulations. You want a slice of cake with two letters from 'we'll all miss you at the office' on it?"
manofmyword
...The Joker laughs so hard he has to temporarily stop the car.
"You're such a charmer," he says, half-giggling every word. "C'mon, we're almost at my place, if you wanna give me cake you can do it there." And he resumes progress toward the back of the garage's top level, where he parks.
"You're such a charmer," he says, half-giggling every word. "C'mon, we're almost at my place, if you wanna give me cake you can do it there." And he resumes progress toward the back of the garage's top level, where he parks.
from_scratch
Cam lets himself out of the car. He seems to know how cars work, despite being a demon from the future.
manofmyword
The Joker leads him to some stairs, and up the stairs to the roof of the garage, and across the roof to where someone's living room window has been slightly modified to swing open like a big glass door. In he climbs, whistling.
from_scratch
Cam follows him in. "This where your friend is due to meet you? At some point?"
from_scratch
"All right. I would like to get on finding the nuke relatively promptly, but I guess I don't know what I'm going to wrap it in yet."
manofmyword
"Part of the reason I wanna introduce you is so you can have somebody along who knows the city and the situation but isn't as eye-catching as I am," he says. "Even if I took the makeup off, these scars are pretty famous by now." He taps his cheek illustratively.
from_scratch
"I could fix 'em - but I'm not sure I am disposed to and since I'm not an angel it'd be more unpleasant than getting them in the first place was."
manofmyword
"Getting them in the first place wasn't exactly unpleasant," he says serenely. "Fixing 'em up would probably be just as much fun. But I like 'em, anyway, and I get by okay like this. I'll ask you for it if it seems like a really good idea for some reason, but I'm nnnot jumping at the chance."
manofmyword
It's clean, but cluttered - playing cards litter the floor, although most of them have been swept under furniture, and there are piles of assorted sharp objects on two of the three small tables in the living room. (The third doesn't have room for anything other than one ancient-looking TV.) There are mysterious stains, scratches, and scorch marks around the front door. The kitchen, adjoining the living room and separated only by a long counter island, is by contrast completely immaculate.
mylegalname
Someone who may or may not be the promised 'Johnny' emerges from the bathroom, takes a few steps down the hall until he's just inside the living room, spots Cam, and stops.
He looks at the Joker.
He looks at Cam.
He looks at the Joker.
He looks at the Joker.
He looks at Cam.
He looks at the Joker.
from_scratch
Cam waves a hand. "I'm Cam. Hi. Plausibly nice to meet you."
Nom churro nom.
Nom churro nom.