Private Finished [AGoDR] At the steps of the throne

Thinking, he considered multiple options. "The Girl I'm bonded with. Prisma. I'll need her help for this."

It was assisted suicide, but as she wouldn't be a citizen, and would be out of the Police's Jurisdiction. If they tried, then once he was successfully converted, he'd play her lawyer, and as her king, put her under Diplomatic Immunity. As annoying as it was, he was fond of the girl. Gave him a reason to actually be nice to others.

Clearing his throat, he looked at the being in front of him. "Can you summon her here?"

Call him old-fashioned, but he didn't think young children needed phones. when he was their age, he used a chalkboard, and that was only when the teacher wanted it. not all their fancy gadgets. All that lead to Augustus never asking if she had a phone.

Hearing that Cornelius wasn't able to summon Regalia though put a wrench in his plans. with a face reddening from embarrassment, he nodded, pulling out his phone. "If you can do so, that would be appreciated."

"Yeah? Oggie, is that you?" The young girl's voice could be heard. She sounded tired, which made sense, considering how she was asleep on his couch when she left. Augustus shifted his weight, uncomfortable with Cornelius hearing the nickname. "Yeah, it's me. I'm in the Park right now, and I need your help with something. How Quickly can you get here?"

Looking up from the phone to Cornelius, he spoke in a calm tone, clearly hiding a bit of urgency. "Don't mention that name to anyone." That was a personal thing, and her only allowed her because she signed a contract. It wasn't binding, but he regarded it was a favour rather than total servitude. Guess it was time to use that favour.

Looking away from Cornelius, Augustus continued speaking, "I need you to get my Briefcase, yes that one I told you not to touch. Bring it to me in Oceania park."

The Briefcase was important, as it required the necessary paperwork for consensual murder. It was some of the forms he always had with him, along with permanent employment and Transfer of ownership. It was also important, as it held a knife he had custom made a few years back. it was bronze, so it didn't hurt him to touch it, but he was still deadly with it.

After a bit more conversing, he hung up. "She will be here soon, so I'd like to ask a few questions. Why of all people, the citizens of Manta Carlos? You had a greater chance of having a Demon for a King than anything."

Augustus nodded. When one was to be given a seat of power, it wasn't a good idea to speak badly of another group. "Nothing's wrong with a Demon, as it is. Across the Veil, Various groups would dislike the Idea of a Leader with, ahem, such negative associations."

Rubbing his eyes, he wondered if Cornelius would take residence here once Augustus took the throne. It seemed likely since everyone that steps foot here became a resident.