"Done." Balthazar says instantly, but he's looking at the Doctor, not Jack. "We'll discuss the details of that later. What's important is, after all, the matter at hand."
With that smile, he could hardly fill his words with less sincerity if he tried. Still, he has a suddenly brisk way of moving that implies at least some sort of action taking place. He picks up the phone on his desk and utters four or five guttural, gratingly alien syllables into it -- hellspeak, people like Constantine called it. Mothertongue, Balthazar would say in his mockingly cultured 'normal' voice.
"Once we've hired the appropriate psychopomp and located suitable vessels, I'm sure you'll wish to oversee the procedure; shall I contact you, Captain? Doctor?"
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Date: 2007-04-16 02:08 am (UTC)With that smile, he could hardly fill his words with less sincerity if he tried. Still, he has a suddenly brisk way of moving that implies at least some sort of action taking place. He picks up the phone on his desk and utters four or five guttural, gratingly alien syllables into it -- hellspeak, people like Constantine called it. Mothertongue, Balthazar would say in his mockingly cultured 'normal' voice.
"Once we've hired the appropriate psychopomp and located suitable vessels, I'm sure you'll wish to oversee the procedure; shall I contact you, Captain? Doctor?"