[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]

[It's not fun if I can't steal it. fiiine...all for you agian :(

Crowley strech out an arm.] Hold my forearm.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[That'll teach you :|

And maybe a moment of eying you suspiciously before finally grabbing your arm.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Trough the fabric she might be able to feel the skin moving and changing so something sharp, then cold and finally hot as a burning grill.

On the top fo thaat, there are black hinny scales over his hand, but not enoguh to be noticeable for the other people around.]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[Alright, that gets her to jerk her hand back. She's only a little startled, really.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Crowley will just get back to nomnom his own cake and drink his Irish coffee.]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[You do that. And she'll go back to hiding behind her tea.] .....that was interesting.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Uhm..coffee ♥ Poor Ana.] Hn...it's easy for me.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[She'll live, I'm pretty sure.] I would guess so. All angels can do that?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

Angels can..do many things. [Vague answer is vague.]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

What else can you do? Can you perform miracles like everyone seems to think? [She's not gonna leave it be, of course.] ....what about your wings? What do they look like?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[I wasn't expecting any less form her.] We can miracle things, yes. [That's true at least.] And my wings look like wings of course.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

....do you think....I could see them sometime? [Just look at that curious little face, how could you possibly say no to it?]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Oh I could. But its easier to say yes and then avoid her.] I don't strip for free, lady.

[He grins. So not eying you cake...]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[Don't think she won't track you down :|

....and there's a sigh before she pushes the plate toward you. Fiiiine, take it.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[She would, don't she?

[Agd you have a pair of brow goin up as a thank you and he happily starts to chew the food.]]

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[She totally would.

Something tells her you're quite the high maintenance angel. She's not saying anything, though.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He was at one moment, now it's a high high maintenance demon, that's even better..,why are you looking at him like that?] You don't have more questions?

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[One of these days she'll find that out, too. Somehow.] Not at the moment. [Mmm, tea. You'll need to go and get her more pretty soon.] ....well, actually....what are demons like?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[She will, somehow. Oi you can go get your own tea.] There's more than one kind, they're hard to describe.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[But you're supposed to be a gentleman and get it for me :(] More than one?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[I AM A GENTLEMAN? O:] yes, you see..[Crowley drinks the rest of hi coffee before to continue.] There are the Fallen, they are demons who were created as angels and..well you know..the rebellion, the war, yada, yada..., and then there's demons who were born from the fire of Hell. This second ones have categories too, it depends on how where they created, who did it and what are they destined for.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[YOU ARE FOR THE DURATION OF THIS NOT!DATE :|] Yes, I've read about the war before. [She's totally not leaning forward more, not at all.] What sort of catagories are there for the others, though? What is it they do? Anything in particular?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[AH ALRIGHT, THANKS FOR LETTIGN ME KNOW...Bugging the waiter for more tea, :|] You ask a way to much, curiosity killed the cat, missy.

[thebooksaysso.livejournal.com]

[Thank you~ ♥] And satisfaction brought him back. Remember that part?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[B| hush!] And when they noticed they killed the cat again, but no one teach the kids that.

One of the categories are the half breeds like Balthazar.