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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Everyone remembers Crowley's white leather couch, right? Cause here it is again, with a rumpled blanket on top of it. It looks sort of like someone's been sleeping on it. That someone, presumably, being Crowley himself, who's just shown up with the couch in a plain white t-shirt and black silk boxers, sans sunglasses and with bed-rumpled hair.]

[...and really big black feathered wings coming out of his shoulder blades. The shirt's torn on the back pretty badly.]

[Crowley looks...confused. Concerned? Whichever it is, he's sort of turning in circles at the moment, almost like a cat chasing its tail. After a moment of this he gives up and falls back on the couch, dropping his face into his hands.]

...bugger.

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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[hadn't thought of that]

I dunno. That would certainly make life more complicated all-around, wouldn't it? If it hasn't happened to him at least he can move about the city for us.

...though how he'll do it without me to drive him around is beyond me.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I think it would be nice to have wings. [Rests her cheek against his wing, stroking one of the feathers next to her face.] Even if it's hard to go through doors and things.

Oh, but if his came out too, does that mean he can't come to dinner?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[trying to hide a smile] It's not bad, I guess. 'S a bit hard to judge, having had them since I was created.

Not necessarily. He'll be able to get here just fine, it's going out around people that's the problem.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Is it hard to live so long? [Eyes half-closed.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Hard? Not really.

[a sigh, and he speaks more quietly]

It's only getting close to people that makes it difficult.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. [Mmph. She rubs her eyes.] I like being with you, even if it's just for a while.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a sad smile THAT SHE CAN'T SEE >>;]

Yeah. [and he ruffles her hair a little]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Eep, ruffled hair. But she is nodding off again.] I want you to meet signore Jose some time, signore. I want you to be able to visit when I go home.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

...we'll see. Though I'd like that, as well.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[...blinkblink.] Ah... I guess I'm a little bit tired after... [Sleeping.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[sigh]