18-Written

[jimfromit]

[Well then, to business...because he's a curtious professional after all.]

[Filtered to Hank Henshaw]

It's done.

Results were...oh heck with it, I don't use this word often enough...results were impressive.

[Normally that would be all. However Jim wouldn't be Jim if he wasn't spaming the journal network in some way.]

Hellloo Paradisa.

Hasn't it been quiet lately? Maybe the castle is waiting for those kind brave souls on the expedition to return before hitting us with the next disaster? That would be sooo typical of this place wouldn't it?

Anyway I hope you all don't mind indulging me in a quick survey ...what do you people do for entertainment in between these events?

[Not that he actually cares or anything. He's just looking to kill time before Hank answers him.]

Comments

Moriarty

[cheerupemoborg]

He's the Mayor. He is, more or less, in charge of City Royale.

That makes him useful.

Hank

[jimfromit]

Ohhh I get it.

If we control the Mayor via the Willhunters, we'll practically have the run of the place.

Essentially it becomes our playground.

Moriarty

[cheerupemoborg]

Yes.

And he's just the start.

[jimfromit]

No doubt.

Since we know the willhunters work, the possibilitys are endless.

Who did you have in mind for a playmate after the Mayor?

Moriarty

[cheerupemoborg]

The City Council, for starters.

Hank

[jimfromit]

Makes sense...ensures the shift in the balance of power is as smooth as possible.

Do let me know when I can be of service again...I'm beginning to like the shape this story is taking.

Moriarty

[cheerupemoborg]

Don't worry, I'll have need of you soon... but you'll be going into overtime.

Think about what we just did, and imagine doing it for weeks on end.

Are you up to it?

[jimfromit]

The distractions will be most welcome.