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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Hello Plane! There is a rather attractive, dark-haired young woman (with great cheekbones) sitting at your bar, drinking your liquor. She's everything you would imagine a starlet/celebutante to look like: flawless hair, manicure, tiny little designer dress, expensive shoes and fashionable sunglasses.]

[She's currently sipping absently on a martini of some nature, looking extremely bored. Or tired. It's hard to tell through the sunglasses, really.]

[Feel free to bug her? Him. Whatever.]


((ooc: THIS IS NOT AN EXPERIMENT. Demons can change shape. And...yeah. Really that's all I got. Just poke the girl!demon, will you? XD; ))

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[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She's distracted by the powerful odor of spilled alcohol on the corner. She lips at it, sneezes and backs up.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Looks up from where she's started to mix herself a new drink]

I'm not getting you drunk, if that's what you're after. You can just forget it.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Her ears twitch in his direction, but she gives no other indication that she understood what he said. There's a bowl of peanuts on the bar that has her attention. She noses at it, trying to tip the nuts onto the counter, but he whole thing falls behind the bar and out of reach.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley sighs and snaps her fingers. The bowl is suddenly back on the bar, full of perfectly good peanuts again (the same ones, of course). She takes a few seconds out of making a new drink to grab the bowl and scatter the peanuts across the bartop.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Aaand this is Ianto intercepting. He pushes Aniki's nose out of the way, and starts dropping the peanuts back in the bowl.] You realise horses can't eat peanuts, don't you?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She tries to get at the bowl over his shoulder, huffing a little.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley—er, ANDREA, pops up from the other side of the bar, looking confused.]

Why not?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Tries to push her back, and shifts the bowl a bit further away.] They can't digest them. Clogs their intestines.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She snuffles at Ianto's hair and gives it an affectionate tug.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[S/he puts on a winning smile]

Lucky for us you came along then, isn't it? I'd hate to have hurt the poor thing.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto pretends the tugging doesn't bother him, and rubs his hand down her neck.]

Well, I thought I'd better read up on them a bit, since she's not really her usual self at the moment. Wouldn't have known these were bad for her otherwise.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Sigghhh. She eyes the peanut bowl again.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

That was smart of you.

Er. What's she usually like, then?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Produces a pack of Polo mints to distract her from the peanuts. He starts to unwrap it whilst he talks to Crowley Andrea.]

Human, usually. And not quite this affectionate. She's called Aniki.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She sniffs at the mints. Wtf? They smell fascinating though.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Aniki...

Wait, you mean she...she's a human, and she was turned into a horse?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He holds out a hand with a couple of mints on for Aniki, and offers the pack to Andrea.]

A few days ago. Not too sure about the cause. The Twins seems the most likely explanation.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Crunch crunch. ...oooooh. That is YUMMY. She tugs at Ianto's sleeve.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Right...the Twins like to mess with us, I remember hearing that somewhere.

[She takes one of the offered mints] Thanks.

So how long will she...be like this, then?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs, and pulls his sleeve free so he can give Aniki more mints.]

Days... couple of weeks, maybe. Nothing usually lasts much longer than that.