Calamus 002

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[An angel with white wings unfolded appears on the plane, poking determinedly at something that appears to be an iPhone. It makes a very odd picture, as he's wearing flowing robes, sandals, and a sword at his hip. After a moment he scowls and looks around.]

All right, where are you, Crowley? I've managed to access these... lewd messages of yours, but how do I get rid of them? Do you realize where I was?! That ring-thing kept playing every five minutes, they were all staring, and then I tried to make it stop and that message about whatsispants getting... getting... sexually excited started playing to the entire room!

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[extutela.livejournal.com]

...none of the above.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...he's grinning]

The opera? Singles night at the oasis?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[GLARE] Just... show me how to make these... leave.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Unable to hold back his snickering, Crowley approaches and takes the phone from him.]

And to think I spent all that time trying to get you to laugh. Your gratitude is overwhelming, angel. Really.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He did laugh at several. NOT THAT HE WOULD ADMIT IT. EVER.] Yes, well.

[That is as close as he will come to admitting his amusement. And horror.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He presses several buttons on the screen, then holds the phone where the angel can see it.]

Look, this is your voicemail. When you're listening to your messages there should be a voice at the end to tell you your options. Press 7 and the message will erase, and it'll go on to the next. That's all there is to it.

[And no, he's not about to tell the angel that he's just set the ringer to ringtone and vibrate. That's a surprise~]

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[He will delete them later. Because there are a couple he wants to save. Cough.] Thank you.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[After handing the phone back he crosses his arms over his chest, still looking entirely amused at the situation.]

The rest of your lot were jealous, were they? Probably think you're getting some on the side. I did my best with the voice on the spoken bits.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[GIVING CROWLEY A DUBIOUS LOOK. He thinks he knows the answer, and yet he must ask.] Some what?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Would you like the polite explanation or the practical one?

Perhaps a demonstration?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

A... [SUSPICIOUS] Crowley, if it's something obscene--

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[For a split second he's SORELY TEMPTED...]

[...but then he just chuckles and shakes his head.]

Angel, you're hopeless. Never mind.