? 005 ? / Feather 02

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale is currently on the Plane, sitting in front of an old table that has seen better days. There is what obviously looks to be an old book sitting in front of him, and he's currently wearing gloves as he carefully leafs through the pages]

[Crowley has been roaming the Plane ever since his encounter with Cy, looking for...well, something. He's sure he'll know it when he sees—oh hey, there's an Aziraphale. The demon immediately starts toward the angel, without saying a word.]

[Aziraphale looks up from his work, though even at a glance he can tell things arent as they should be] Crowley, are you ok?

[Crowley remains silent, clearly moving toward the angel with a purpose. Almost like a stalking cat. Or snake, take your pick]

[Aziraphale stands, looking rather concerned now] I do hope this isn't another one of your pranks, because I'm getting worried now.

[Finally reaching where the angel now stands, Crowley places both hands on either side of the angel's face, just under his jaw, and kisses him. Not just a little kiss, either...we're talking dramatic movie kiss here, people.]

[Aziraphale is surprised, enough that for a few seconds he does nothing. He finds himself returning the kiss, if rather awkwardly, before quickly pushing the demon away. He seems torn between embarrassment and anger] W-what did you just do?

[Something in Crowley's face seems to clear after being pushed away, as Cy's hypnosis fades. He stands there, slack-jawed, and for his part torn between embarrassment and horror.] I...don't know.

((ooc: Green is Aziraphale, blue is Crowley~))

Comments

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

...a psychic cat, may I remind you. And I fail to see the humour in the situation.

[madamemoiselle]

Because it's you, right? It's really funny as another person. Ne, psychic cat or not, it's still that you got tricked by a cat~

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

And tricked by a cat or not, if this ruins a thousand year old working relationship, I feel entitled to be a bit put out.

[madamemoiselle]

Oh, if it ruins your relationship, I say it'd be better to kill such a troublesome cat! But that's just me, I guess.

Ne, is it that bad that you kissed?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Gives Diva an unreadable look at the "killing" bit]

I don't often go around kissing my friends. Or anyone, for that matter.

[madamemoiselle]

What, is that so bad?

{Laughs} Really, no one? But kissing is kind of fun, or at least if you have a partner that's good at it.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Ngh.

I'm a demon, may I remind you—kissing is rather opposite of my job description.

[madamemoiselle]

Ah, but what if it were a cute girl like me?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[bliiiiiiink...oh Diva, you throw quite a curveball]

I'm fairly certain it would still qualify as "kissing."

[madamemoiselle]

{Laughs} Just curious! Some people change their minds when it's me rather than their not-quite-friend.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Not to say that you aren't attractive—I have eyes, after all—but I think I've had quite enough of public displays of affection for the time being.

[madamemoiselle]

Of course~ Ah, but I'll be sure to watch out for that cat from now on. I know not to make it mad~