[Very funny, the idea of him being any sort of priest. If he were feeling up to joking around he'd pull up to a church first thing and act like he belonged, just to make Law wonder even more, but the whole demon topic on top of the situation already being completely bizarre has him a little on edge.]
Must be our town just ahead.
[Is instead all he can really manage to say. His lips set into a firm line.
Better not be any damned demons. Better just be some sort of angry ghost, or some old forgotten curse that needs breaking.
They pass a few quiet farms, paddocks absent of horses or cattle, and he slows the car as buildings spring up around the dusty roadsides. Homes, worn down businesses, the dead shell of a gas station with no prices on the sign out front. But there must be activity here sometimes, because there's a little diner near the center of town with a neon sign reading OPEN, and Y'ALL COME ON IN painted above the doors in flaking pink paint, and a couple of shops have lights on inside and cars parked out front.]
Charming. The whole place feels like it's antiques everywhere you look, who needs a store to sell them.
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Date: 2022-07-02 01:55 am (UTC)Must be our town just ahead.
[Is instead all he can really manage to say. His lips set into a firm line.
Better not be any damned demons. Better just be some sort of angry ghost, or some old forgotten curse that needs breaking.
They pass a few quiet farms, paddocks absent of horses or cattle, and he slows the car as buildings spring up around the dusty roadsides. Homes, worn down businesses, the dead shell of a gas station with no prices on the sign out front. But there must be activity here sometimes, because there's a little diner near the center of town with a neon sign reading OPEN, and Y'ALL COME ON IN painted above the doors in flaking pink paint, and a couple of shops have lights on inside and cars parked out front.]
Charming. The whole place feels like it's antiques everywhere you look, who needs a store to sell them.