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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.

Comments

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Really. Hence the, ah, black wings and such.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Aren't demons supposed to run around and curse things and do bad shit to women? Oh, and snort fire and be ugly. Or something. I wasn't really paying attention when I signed up to be that cult's demon god.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley...blinks.]

A cult's "demon god"?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I needed a job, and rich people were bored, so yeah. I flew around in a badass costume and groped hundreds of naked women.

It rocked.

... Then I got fired 'cause I fought my best friend in front of the worshipers and my employer couldn't compete with the sheer awesome. [OTZ]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[bliiiiink]

Er...my job does not, in fact, entail "groping" women.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

That sucks.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...if you say so, Ikki. If you say so >>;]

Mostly my job is to make things a little more miserable for humanity. Bring about Armageddon, turn them to the Dark Side, name your cliché.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Wow.

[a pause]

Kinda failed the first one, don't ya think?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks surprised by that]

What?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

The world's still goin'. Obviously.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Ah, that. It's really more of a long-term project.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Still, you'd think someone trying to bring about the end of the world would be less... I dunno. You're nice enough. Not with a capital N, either.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[A frown]

All right, all right. Don't go spreading it around.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Awww.]

Don't worry. I totally understand.

[No really, he does. He hides various things from his teammates all the time, like how scared he really is, or how much he trains on his own despite "being a genius", and such.]