he's (misterenigma) wrote in rooms, @ 2015-05-07 10:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | *journal, death, eddie nigma, helena wayne, jonathan crane |
eddie/muerte/hels/evie/crane
[Hels]
[Because Eddie remembered this time. Well, less remembered and more put a note on his phone?]
Bruce is back. You should talk to him. Or something?
[Muerte]
[A few pictures of the East Village neighborhood in NYC. He sends her info on a building along a line of shops. Info includes a number she can call to get the tour.]
I'm about to close a deal on this, but I want you to come look at it and give the Muerte (Emily? I told them your name is Emily Graves. I'm very clever.) stamp of approval before I pull the trigger. Go there alone, get a feeling for it without me leering. Check out the area. Have a slice. Etc. I saw a middle aged man with a pink mohawk playing with his kid at the park and I thought to myself this is the place for a comic book shop.
[Evie S.]
How are you? Daisy?
[Crane]
[The cursor blinks and blinks. Finally:]
Just making sure you're not dead yet. Do demons let you write in your journal?