Terms

[hazlogs]

11/23/2015

Currently the moon is in the waxing Full (Ahroun) Moon phase (80% full).

Your phone rings. The way that phones normally ring. There's no number or ID on this call though. Not even "UNLISTED." Probably a conversation best held in private, one might imagine.

Salem answers it after a couple of rings and a bit of throat-clearing (not that's going to make his voice any deeper). "Hello?"

"Salem," comes across the line. It's Nick's voice, easily identifiable over the clear connection. Heck, the clarity is so amazing it's almost like he might be in the room here with you. "I talked with a guy, and I've got some terms in place. You might not like some of them, but... I did what I could where I could."

"I'm... almost afraid to ask," Salem says. "What terms?"

"I deliver you unconscious and ensure you're unconscious or you and I are both dog food," comes the first term Nick relays. "Plus side? I get to watch to ensure nothing weird gets done." More downsides are up next. "You don't get to know where you're going, and I have to ensure that too. Failure equals dog food for you and me." A beat. "I've got the payment covered for both you and Slug."

"Me /and/ Slug?" Salem asks, sounding a little surprised.

"His face and eye," Nick replies. "He's worried he's a liability with one eye. I think he fears blindness. And less scarring means he can pass better among humanity without being recognizeable." He then belatedly adds, "Oh, and I'm incinerating any leftovers or DNA so those can't be used as ritual connections to either of you later on. I suspect both parties would like a clear break after the transaction is completed."

Salem nods slowly, not that it can be seen over the phone. "...All right. And, yes, a clean break would be best all around. I suppose the question now is, ah, when?"

Nicodemus says through the phone, "Road trip. Starting on the crescent moon and ending before the new moon. That would give enough time and is timed to accomodate both you and Slug in one trip. Unless you've got a better idea or that time is not convenient? We could do waning with waxing as a backup."

"No, that sounds good," Salem says. "Is there anything I can do to prepare, or help you in the meantime?"

"Don't ask for wings. Those cost extra," Nick says. You can almost see the smirk.

That actually makes the Philodox laugh. "No wings, understood."

"Do me a favor and tell Slug, would you?" Nick asks. "I need to get back to the grind over here. Talk to you both later. And if you have any belated concerns, e-mail me. I'll try and check that every so many days."

"All right," Salem says. "Thanks."