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// A Certain Magical Sunset - Act 2 - 13 - Interlude - Aleister Crowley 
// Story: A Certain Magical Sunset 
// by Babroniedad 
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Interlude - Aleister Crowley



Aleister Crowley smiled.  White hair billowing out from his head, a beatific smile graced his countenance.  Hanging upside down, suspended in his vat in the windowless building, he was genuinely happy.

“So, Constance!  How fare our guests?  I trust our new resident goddesses are being treated well?  I do hope they find everything to their liking.”

“They are settling in well, sir,” replied his assistant.  “They appear to be quite focused and are integrating quickly with their fellow students.  They have asked permission to host several of their family and friends for a day, showing them the sites.  I hope this will further endear them to our Academy and goals.  I‘ve already issued the approvals and put the appropriate resources at their disposal.”

“Excellent.  We will keep our new allies happy.  With the goddesses on our side, we are sure to prevail.  Not that there was any room for doubt, but it does pay to take every advantage.  Prudence wins the day,” nodded Alistar.

“Just so, Director,” agreed his assistant.