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[demonicmiracle]

Hey, it's Anthony Crowley. You know what to do, do it with style.

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[demonicmiracle]

[There's care in the way Crowley takes the book back; it's not inclined to fall apart while he has ownership, but it's still an old, slightly singed book.]

Seems like it's your sort of thing, 'cept without it being something that'll kill a bunch of people.

[compellingstatement]

[Further things he can't... deny.]

Yes, well. I hope you enjoy your gifts. Seeing as I've been caught, I'll be... rethinking my strategy on them. I-I didn't mean to frighten you. Or unsettle you. Sorry.

[demonicmiracle]

Hardly frightened me.

[He has to put that out there. It's true, he was a bit concerned, a little weirded out, but not frightened, and even if he was, he'd discorporate before he let anyone think that.]

Just leave a proper note if you ever go around giving gifts to people. Wouldn't hurt to put a reason, either.

[compellingstatement]

There shouldn't have to be a reason. [Muttered low.

And louder once more:] I'll just print things out. Good afternoon, Crowley.

[Jon will see himself to the door.]

[demonicmiracle]

[There absolutely should be a reason when it's from an anonymous source.

But he won't argue the point.]

Ciao!