[RL with Anathema- About witches and demons]

[dontfeartreaper]

[No one could tell that Crowley wasn't a social demon. Here he was, in front of Anthema's door waiting for the woman to get done with..whatever women spend so much time doing before an appointment and wondering why he agreed to this.]

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[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Ahahaha ♥ he's having cheesecake too. And will probably steal yours if you don't eat it fast enough, but yes, it's sweet of him.] Hnmm...

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[The fact you thought to bring her any at all is what surprised her ♥ But she's eating it, yeah, no touching.] So how are you lately?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He has his moments..blame me it on Aziraphale, he's used to do that for him.~]

I had to do a fast trip to hell and hundreds of pissed demons tried to cut off my head, rip off my spine and tear out my wings. They only did one of the three before I managed to get back. And you?

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[We all love Aziraphale for hammering some manners into you, yes~

She's not choking on her cheesecake at that, for the record.] I sincerely hoping you're joking.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[I teach him some things too. Be careful, cheese cakes can be deathly. ]

Nop. You wanted sincerity, don't you?

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[True, but were any of those things good?]

You....when was this? [STOP WORRYING HER LIKE THIS 8(]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Of course they were For some people.... I am people. ]

A few weeks ago. Didn't you noticed my absence? I bet that it was a boring week.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

A few weeks ago I was a bit preoccupied with trying to find a way back home. Are you alright now? Why were you even in hell in the first place?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

There's no way. [He shrugs.] I'm still here, that's good enough. I will tell you but...

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

So I've learned. [Maybe a little snippy.] But....?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Unfazed.] But I really have no fucking idea why.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

You just went down to hell and almost got yourself killed for no reason, then?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Crowley shrugs one more time, and while you're distracted steals a piece of cake.] Orders. [Nomnomnoms the piece of cake :3]

[Cori never really explained why it was that much important to get Daniel back.]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[as;dkjcb hey that was mine! >| Pulling the plate closer, stop that.] They sound like stupid orders.

[One of these days, Cori really does need to start explaining certain things.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

['Was' :P]

You gotta do what you gotta do. I'm not going back down any time soon if I can help me.

[I can't see that happening .]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[Jerk >8|]

Good.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[It was so yummy ^.^]

Why are you worried?

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[Next piece you get she's gonna start stealing some, too. Payback.]

Why wouldn't I be? You said you almost died, I think I'm allowed to worry a little.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[>:O]

Peopel don't usually worry for me. [He clears his troath.] not like I need it.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[>:|]

Hm. [Picking at what's left of her cake.] Well, someone does now. Don't do that again.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[T_T]

Yes mom. [No he cant' be nice, but he's somehow amused that you care.] And how you been lately?

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[Amused is better than nothing, I guess :|] Alright, for the most part.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Hhe cares, really :D] That's ..good. [Crowley doens't knwo what to say when he's not being sarcastic and/or badass :|]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

Thank you for asking. [He's getting there, she can help him work on it~]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He tries, he tries ♥]

And..how is the witchy works going? If you are going to dance nude in the forest give me a call. i jsut want to be sure that you don't get eaten ot something.