Lazaro wrote:
Looks out his window to the busy streets below, before turning back to his desk. Papers piled high surround his desk
What in the Nine Hells did I do to deserve this?
SIGH
What I'd give for some free time...
Never sign a contract to do all the paperwork on the souls the Master has acquired. It's all in the fine print. Ahem, and ummm... Sorry about that contract, it's one of mine.