Friday, February 10, 2012

Alvin

Seen on the Brown Line to Kimball at about 8:20 p.m., February 9th, 2012 

Alvin Parker is a busy man. His briefcase is stuffed full of contracts that ne needs to deliver, and his boss doesn’t like to be kept waiting. They were supposed to meet at Starbucks ten minutes ago, but Alvin got stuck with a difficult client during his last appointment of the day. She was trying to weasel her way out of Section IV, Clause II. Some people just refuse to accept the legally binding nature of a contract when it comes to their souls.

Alvin Parker is the private attorney of one Lucifer Mephistopheles, also known as Beelzebub, The Father of Lies, The Devil. You didn’t think Satan dealt with every soul transaction himself, did you? There are millions of people looking to strike that sinister bargain every day, and the process requires piles of paperwork. Satan only deals personally with the most important clients—high-level politicians, Popes, the occasional celebrity. If it’s just your run-of-the-mill, desperate sinner, he sends Alvin. Alvin calmly explains the terms and conditions of the standard contract, hashes out the extra details, and collects the bloody signatures. He also has the authority to monitor the clients and confirm they’re keeping their part of the deal. If not, he alerts his master, and Alvin stands by as Satan gleefully carries out his retribution.

Alvin frowns and glances at his watch.

He’ll have to understand, he thinks. He’s not going to ruin me over this…

Alvin has his own contract with Mr. Mephistopheles, and though he feels he negotiated the best possible terms for himself, the consequences of his failure would still be horrific, to say the least. He’s just not in the mood to suffer. When the train finally reaches Paulina, he dashes off to deliver the contracts and meet his fate. 

I couldn't find a good way to fit it in this story, but Alvin was also wearing pinstripe pants and a fedora with a feather in the hat band. I could have written about how sharp the man looked, but I chose not to...

Anyway, swing dancing at Code Blue tonight. Then weekend. Hopefully weekend will involve sleeping.

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