? 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

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Ah... Signore Crowley and Signore Aziraphale are a homosexual couple?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Smug shaved cat is oh so very smug.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[lskdjflsd Crowley looks like he's just swallowed his tongue]

What?!

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He's leaning a bit more towards anger now] What do you mean you don't know? That's not the sort of thing one does out of the blue!

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[E-Eep.] You're not?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[And demon is v. furious, sry kitty]

CYPHER!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Sits there serenely.]

Que, sirrah, sirrah?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Absolutely not!

That was— [pause...deep breaths]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

That's not the sort of thing one does at all, angel.

Someone's been tampering with me, and she's about to have her furless little ass taken to the cleaners.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[._.] Were you practicing?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Starts advancing on Cy]

You have crossed the line, CAT.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Bite your tongue, Crowley. Deep breaths.]

No, I wasn't practising. Someone's played a trick on me.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She stands, her eyes glittering with pure feline wickedness.] Mind the gap, Crawly. You don't want to fall in.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[o_o] A trick? Someone tricked you into kissing?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I won't.

[And things begin to...change. Wings emerge from shoulder blades. Fingers elongate into talons. Arms lengthen. Canines hook down into fangs. He's not done yet, but whatever he's turning into...ain't gonna be pretty.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

...something like that. Someone was messing around inside my head. [frowns]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

No? [She doesn't give preamble; there's no slow transformation. Just an outward slam of air and then a much, much larger shape where the little cat was moments before. The effect of shaved fur isn't nearly so comical; now it simply makes her look like some sort of lion carved from frost and snow. She's larger than she was when she came to the plane from the Road; more than that, white and blue light pulses around her like the slow heartbeat or breathing of some greater beast. Her claws are massive, seeming incapable of being sheathed even in her snowshoe paws; saber teeth curve down past her chin.]

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Z...zomg.] Inside your head? Like conditioning?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[So that's how it is? Crowley can do that too, little kitty~ Faster than the blink of an eye the man-shaped being is gone, and something far larger and far more horrifying is in its place. There are too many sharp angles and goddamn teeth for this thing to be natural—and as Aziraphale once pointed out, the maggots are a bit much. No one spotting this thing would think anything but "demon," though most normal beings, upon spotting it, think of little else besides wetting themselves and running away.]

[...looks like it's showdown time.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[ffff guilty look, thank Heav—thank someone for the sunglasses]

Like conditioning, yes.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Why would they condition you to kiss someone?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[sigh] It's...a long story. I did something to them, and this was my payback, apparently.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Oh. But you like Signore Aziraphale, so that's not so bad, right?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

It's not that simple. I wish it were.

You immediately jumped to the wrong conclusion—why shouldn't anyone? I suppose he has, even.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But you can just explain, can't you? [ D8 ]