C-HOH-015
Barista: Alex Gálvez
Date: Jan-12-2020
Receipt: C-HOH-015
Subject: House of Horus
I made a scene. A real, proper, capital-S Scene.
The House of Horus got their warning—loud, bold, undeniable. I may have implied that if they keep digging, they’ll bring the whole damn thing down on their heads. (I may have also implied that there were forces beyond their understanding lurking just beneath the surface, but, hey, not technically a lie. There always is somewhere, right?)
But you know me. I didn’t just say it. I showed it.
First, █ ███ ████ █████ ██████ ██████. █ ██████ █████ ████, █ ████████████ ██████ █████████ █████, ███ ████████—█████ ██ ███████, █████ ████ █████████, ███ █████████ ████ ████ ████’██ ██ █ ████████ ████. ████, ████ ███ ████████ ███████, █ ████ ████ ████ ███ █████████ ██ ███████ █████. ███ ███ ██ ███ █████ ████ ██ ███ ██ ███ ████ ████—████ ██████ ██ ████ ██ ████ ████ █████████ ████ █████ ██████ ███. ███████ ████ █ █████ ██ █████████ ████-█████ ████ ██ █████ ████ █████.
Then came the pièce de résistance—███ ███████, █████████ ███████. ████ ███████ ███ ████ ███████ ████ ████████ ██████ ██ ██ ██████████. ███████ █████ █████ ████████, ███████ ███████ ████████—█████ ██ █ ███ ███ ███████ █████ “██████ █████████” ███ “███ ████ ██████████ ███ ███.” Had a few of them ready to run before their lead man pulled himself together. Which means, naturally, they’re going to do the exact opposite of what we told them to.
That’s the beauty of people like them. Tell them to stop? They double down. Tell them they’re in danger? They puff up like they’ve got something to prove. Tell them they can’t have it, and they’ll throw everything they’ve got at getting it. ██, ███████████████, ██’██ ███ ████ █████ █████ ██ ████ ████—███████ ████, █████████, ███ ███████████ ████ █ ████-███ ████.
And because I’m so good at my job, Eoin and I made enough noise to get the Decodex Department’s attention. Which means this is officially someone else’s problem.
Better yet? I think I kept the Cafe’s fingerprints off of it. Mostly. ██████ ████’█ ████ ██ █████ ████ ██ ████. ██ ███? ████ ███████ ███ █████ ███ ██████ ███████ ████████ █████ ███ ████████ ███ ███ ██████.
In short: everything’s going to plan. Which is to say, everything is going terribly, disastrously, and █████████ wrong.
█████ █████ ██’██ ███████. ███ █████.
Decaffeinate Receipt
“Doctor Fate wannabe washing his helm at the hellish laundromat #51.”
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