LET'S [test] DRIVING

[cava]

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN, YOU KNOW THE DRILL. Here's a few options, all stolen shamelessly from previous iterations.

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters or whatever they're called.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> Arts and Crafts Fair. WILL THE KITSCH OVERWHELM YOU


or make up your own whatever this is basic and just for the purposes of getting a new test drive up.

Comments

[dancingonapin]

[Well she wasn't the only one in the bookshop adding to her library. Dr. Francis Fell enjoyed hitting up every imaginable bookshop in the city during his Saturday afternoons while he was off from work, both to help with his classes and for personal enjoyment. (Something about bookshops, especially the small ones, reminded him of home.) He'd, however, been in the next aisle over, picking up stacks upon stacks of new religious works, from any religion you could possibly conceive, save for perhaps the occult. Those books were a little harder to come by. In fact, those were the books he'd been wanting to hunt down more of these days.

When he spots Rachel browsing the Sci-Fi/Fantasy novels, the look on his face could be mistaken for something like recognition, though really it's surprise by her goth attire. Perhaps she could help? She looked occult enough to him!] Excuse me, miss, you wouldn't happen to know of, or perhaps have seen any books on the occult in this shop? Specifically if you've seen anything new, or perhaps anything about Satanism. [His cousin's birthday was coming up, that would actually make a nice gift.

[titansno]

... I am going to ignore that last part.

[and a little frown. just as she moves on to help anyway.]

Anyway. I don't work here, but. Yeah, I think there're a few Aleister Crowley books in the next aisle? I saw them a few minutes ago...

[She bends down, retrieving another book from the shelf behind her. Whoever placed these sections had some weird thinking.]

Letters on Demonology and Witchcraft. Sir Walter Scott. Not exactly new, but you can't go wrong with it.

[dancingonapin]

What... Oh, I didn't mean anything offensive or presumptuous by what I said, I really am looking for some Satanist literature. I'm a theology professor, you see... [He looks a bit sheepish as he stares at the book that she pulled from the shelf.]

Ah, yes, I already have two copies for personal use. I teach a lecture on demonology and angelology at the university.

You said there were Aleister Crowley books, though...? That may be interesting.