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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley appears on the Plane, bundled in a long, stylish black overcoat with leather gloves on his hands. He's standing in front of a church sign, of the sort you see as you drive past most churches these days. It looks as though he's putting the finishing touches on the lettering of the sign.]

[When he steps back, it becomes visible:]



[He brushes his gloves together, grinning.]

((ooc note: There is actually snow around the bottom of the sign instead of greenery. It's very snowy in London right now :3 ))

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[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Wandering over in her nice coat and wearing gloves as well.] Ah, that's very nice. Who's Gretzky?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Famous hockey player. Probably the most recognizable name in the sport.

[He sighs and thrusts his hands into the pockets of his coat]

I think that'll do.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Come on, you can do way better than that. Like "Read the Bible - It'll Scare the hell out of you" or "Walmart is not the only saving place".

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I rather like that first one, actually. I may have to steal it from you.

Not that I particularly encourage reading the Bible, but... [a chuckle]

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, you won't be convincing me. If I wanted to read God's self-insert story, I could find the same crap on the Internet and with one hundred percent less induced guilt I should supposedly be feeling for being born. Pass.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Oh, a surprising amount of it is true, to be fair.

[he holds his gloved hands up a bit] Tends to burn a little in book form, though.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

I'll take a long shot then and guess that you mean that literally and those contacts aren't actually a prescription like I was hoping.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid they're real, sorry. I can show you the wings if you'd like?

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Sure, why not.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a smile]

All right.

[He steps back a bit, and the seams on the back of his coat split, allowing for a pair of massive black feathered wings to emerge from his shoulder blades. Once they're out, Crowley sort of wiggles his shoulders, stretching his wings.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[And where once there was nothing, there is now a Cy, sitting on top of the sign.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Looks up and smiles a little]

Ah, Cheshire. Haven't seen you about for a while.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

And here I was expecting leathery wings and claws.

{It's not something that House ever expected to actually see, and part of him is hoping that this is just his brain messing with him. But the other part of him thinks it's really damn cool.}

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I can do that as well, though humans generally don't react quite as well to that sort of thing. That and I'm always afraid I'll forget how to change back. Like making odd faces and having it stick, you know?

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it. Wilson has been saying that my house is stuck in eternal cynicism for years.

[brokenamethysts.livejournal.com]

[Tsuzuki walks up and examines the sign, grinning] Interesting slogan. [considers the sign again for a minute]

I probably have this wrong... Basketball?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne is *amuuuused* and then mildly distracted by-]

...woah. Is that real snow??

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Hockey, actually. It fit with the whole "saving" bit.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Mm?

Oh, yeah. It's snowing buckets in London right now.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[a chuckle]

I think Wilson should meet Aziraphale. I have a feeling they'd get on splendidly.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Wilson gets along with everyone. He always played nice on the playground.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

And Aziraphale's an angel. He's kind to everyone by default. If Wilson can carry on a decent conversation about literature they'd be friends for life.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Hey, your best friend isn't allowed to steal my best friend. I need someone I can rely on to make fun of.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

He's not allowed to steal mine, either—even if I have recently got a spare. Otherwise I'd have to find someone new to go to the Ritz with, and who knows how long that might take.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

Lucky bastard. I wish I had a spare. Then I could win twice as much when I make bets with him.