Date: 2009-06-07 01:34 am (UTC)
He was hurt, and getting cold, he was only wearing his trousers, or what it last of them after the fight with Hastur.

The demon open his golden eyes and looked up, noticing Corinthian. Why he was there was a mystery to him, therefore, he was not real. it was probably Hastur playing games again. He wasn't expecting the Duke to discover the trick that quickly.

Crowley closed his eyes and then seemed to shrink in on himself, knowing what was going to happen next. He curled up more, burying his face in the grass and shaking slightly.

"Jusssst go Down alone and let me go, basssstard.....I like it here..."
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