dontfeartreaper: (I was one of them too)
dontfeartreaper ([personal profile] dontfeartreaper) wrote2009-06-03 11:15 pm
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Black wings were spread wide on the air as certain shirtless demon was preening his feathers. The glasses were next to his shirt, carefully folded on the rock near the one he was sitting on. An innocent mind would say that he chose the place because the vegetation blocked him from unwanted oglers, or maybe because the water of the pool on his bare feet was pleasant. At it will be right, but let's mention too that Crowley chose it because of the carnivore plants that grew here and there around the clearing.

He couldn't clean his wings on his hotel room for many good reasons, or at least Crowley thought that they were reasons enough to not do it. One, the wings reached almost from one end of the room to the other and it was pain to take care of them when you had not enough space. Two, he couldn't get rid of the feathers because even if they were not attached to him anymore he couldn't burn them or make them vanish, and the hotel staff will probably ask why looks like he killed a dozen of ravens in his room. And three, Hastur was on the hotels too because there was no way to scape from the dammed resort. Crowley knew because he tried. Much. Now there was no place to go...on the other hand, he could always go down , but even if his superiors never talk about that thing that never happened every demon in hell knew and Crowley had no wishes to explain why that thing that never happened never happened.

The demon pulled the last old sheath off of a new alula feather and allowed it to drift to the water, the next second it was gone.

I did..drunk!post on my lj XD

[identity profile] dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
“Right,” said Crowley with a suitably outraged eye. “Well, maybe if you didn’t insisted on pushing me away from the beginning before things reached their breaching point I wouldn’t have been so bloody insistent...”

The demon trailed off, not really quite sure what else to say. A place to be would be helpful, a place to stay. Like his apartment-he barely used it, but it was his apartment- in London or Aziraphale's books store.

Crowley sighed in the most exasperated fashion he could manage.

“I’m fond of you too.”

Hahah, I saw! XDD

[identity profile] afracturedglass.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"What the hell was I supposed to do?" he snapped, finally looking only to fix the demon with a dark look. "Finding myself fuck only knows where and having someone like you suddenly trying to drive me fucking insane--"

He cut himself off quickly, took a deep, shaky breath. This was sounding familiar. How many times have they argued about that now? The stress was wearing on already frayed nerves, but he suppressed it as best as he could.

That last comment caught him entirely by surprise.

"....excuse me?"

STYX WANT ME TO GO TO SLEEP X( she's mean...no, she's a good friend >> I loled at your keywords

[identity profile] dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
He was not entirely shocked when Corinthian suddenly looked as though he were about to do a scarily accurate impersonation of Michael in full smiting mode.

He was expecting an angry reply, but his words...they made him even more curious than he already was about what happened with the Corinthian to end sentenced to be human. he will need to ask about that..later.

"What, do you want it written in stone?"

Bawwww Styx :( She does have a point though. XD ffff thanks, I had some fun with them~

[identity profile] afracturedglass.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
He started to reply, but then seemed to think better of it, and merely turned his attention back to the cat that had been warily eying the two since their outbursts.

After a moment placed Maddie aside and stood, walking out of the room. "I'm getting some smokes. And more sheets. Do you want anything?"

yeah, she does. I will go to sleep..>> eventually. They're amusing, Crowley needs to interrupt him

[identity profile] dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
The cat wasn't that happy of being left alone, she wanted more petting...In vengeance, she attacked and played with the rim of a wing, pawing a large feather. Crowley ignored her.

"No, I'm not even hungry." That was probably not a good thing.

OOC: ohhh kind of marching icons ♥.

Eventually is fine too XDD Heee, yes, yes he does~

[identity profile] afracturedglass.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
And you get on my ass for not eating. "Alright," he replied nonchalantly, collecting his wallet off the table. "I'll be back soon. There's beer in the fridge if you want any."

^^' I'm a lost case. Heelll yeah. Should we end it here? it's becoming and epic rl XD

[identity profile] dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Actually, some alcohol will be good." The demon's face softened slightly. Somehow, his relationship with Corinthian become different than he had expected, it was probably Somebody's idea of a grand cosmic joke.

[identity profile] afracturedglass.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
(( I'm noticing that every thread these two have gets epic long. XD It's kind of amazing. Yeah, we can end it there~ ))

[identity profile] dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
((But epic long is looovee~ And now you can post about Corinthian complaining because Crowley is living with him XD...and I'm going to sleep >>)

[identity profile] afracturedglass.livejournal.com 2009-06-14 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
(( Sleep well~! <333 ))