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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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[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head and drinks more himself.] It's... not so bad. Any more. At first I missed it a great deal, but I've been rather busy since then.

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For all of it, I mean. The whole bloody stupid mess.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He rubs the back of his head.] Well. I would say 'thank you' but I don't really think that's the appropriate response.

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[a pause]

...I suppose somewhere in the back of my mind I realized there must be others. Of us. Multiple realities, multiple versions of people. I never really thought about what that would mean for those others.

[a short, humourless laugh]

Still can barely wrap my mind around alternate realities, and now I'm trying to rationalise why it should be fair that we got out of it and you didn't. How is that fair?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

It's not fair, perhaps. It's ineffable. [There's a tiny, tiny smile.]

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[Crowley looks over, and after a moment laughs again—this one's actually got some feeling behind it]

I guess it was ineffable meeting you here, then, so that's all right.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Sigh] Do you think so?

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...you don't?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

That's not... I don't know. I'm not sure.

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[drinking again]

What happened to never second-guessing ineffability?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He inspects the wine, looks like he's going to take a drink, and then sets it aside.] I wonder sometimes if I've simply gone mad. A field of stars, a version of myself who never experienced the apocalypse, a bar, a kitchen, books... you.

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[Crowley looks down, toying with the bottle in his hands some more]

Doesn't seem so bad, if it is madness. Except for that last bit, of course. [he chuckles]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Woah actual amusement again.] Yes, well. I suppose I can tolerate the last bit.