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[dontfeartreaper]

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality..

[Crowley is sitting on the couch, reading one of Corinthian's novels because he couldn't read Vogue around the man, and listening to Queen.]

..Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy..

[No, no sympathy. Never for the devil Crowley though with cynic smile. Maddie was dozing in a chair next to the couch.]

Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind...CROWLEY?

[The mentioned demon went stiff at the sound of the voice.]

WE KNOW YOU ARE LISTENING CROWLEY. YOU BETTER BE.

Hn...?

YOUR LAST VISIT WAS ENJOYABLE CROWLEY, BUT THERE'S SOME THINGS WE STILL HAVE TO DISCUSS.

YOU HAVE TO COME HERE. IT'S NOT A PETITION.

...Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I've got to go...

[No sympathy for the devil, indeed.]

Comments

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't want to talk about this, he rather answer with a sarcastic comment again. But Cori deserves better and he knows it too.]

I can't avoid it forever.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Even if he's glad to get a real answer for once, it doesn't make him any happier.]

Don't. [He's allowed to be selfish after what happened last time, dammit.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[And for once, he will not snark back and complain that Corinthian is giving him orders.]

It' s not like I want to go.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

Then don't go. It's not like they can force you. [The "Right?" at the end isn't said, but it's clearly hanging there.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Crowley is good at reading between lines. He is silent for a long whole minute or two.]

I don't know how it work now, it's not like before. Something happened in hell. [He lowers his voice.] It was different with Lucifer.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Cori is silent, too, for several long moments. After some time he finally moves to sit on the couch, Maddie cradled in his lap.]

Who the fuck cares what happened in hell. Something might happen to you, too.

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

Demons fucking care of what happens, it affect us all. And angels too, they're in Hell now!

[He's a bit exasperated, don't blame him.]

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

Then let the angels fucking deal with it. If the Morningstar himself can stop giving a damn about the place, I'm sure anyone else can, too. [He doesn't blame him in the least, he's feeling it, too.]

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Crowley wince at the mention of the name and stand up, running a hand through his hair.] If only it was that easy.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Tensing, and almost looking like he's going to stand, too. Crowley, don't go--]

....how long?

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Are you crazy? He's not leaving anytime soon if he cant' avoid it.]

I don't know. Could be a week, a year...depends on how bad the situation gets. That was the first advice.

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[You better not, he's getting sick of you running off ;;]

....hn.

i lov emy icon keywords, dunno why

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't want to go ;; rlly..hell is a pain >:]

I..they can't get here. I think. You will be safe.

I do, too, seriously ;;

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He can agree with you there, definitely :<]

I'm not the one to worry about.

so appropriate >:

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Crowley would love some skin contact, you know ;A;]

....

/huuuugs Crowley >:

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[....ffff he's putting Maddie aside, get back over here then ;;]

/clings

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He moves to the couch and sits. He's not used to hugs even if he wants them. He will never ask for one.]

/snuggles ;_;

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He's knows that well enough. He can have an arm wrapping around his shoulders though, do what you will with that.]

/sighs in relief ;o;

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He will lean in the touch and move his head closer, under your chin.]

it's alright bb ;3;

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[That's right, relax some. At least for a while. He doesn't want you going anywhere.]

promise? ;_;

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't want to be tortured the rest of the eternit either.]

I promise <3

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[He's gonna shank anyone that tries to touch his demon, he really will >|]

Good /hugs again

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[That's so touching :) My hero. We totally need David or Artur showign up aroudn here agian. Crowley sighs.]

Enough with the drama, let's get out for a bit. I feel like driving.

/cuddles~

[afracturedglass.livejournal.com]

[Crowley totally needs to talk to David next time big bro posts to CWC, Cori would've definitely mentioned him at some point~ And he sits back, rubbing the demon's arm.]

Sounds like a plan to me.

=)

[dontfeartreaper.livejournal.com]

[Crowley would like that, and he's enjoying that contact away too much.]

Good,..unless you have other plans in mind...