Calamus 002

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[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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[contract_star]

[Someone is lurking. And barefoot and sandy.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[LOLING SO HARD.] That sounds like Crowley alright! He reminds me of Issun, sometimes~

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Normally Ianto would make some sort of snarky comment, and possibly help him.

Now though he's decidedly more interested in his wings. He's crouched behind him, watching them intently.]

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

[There's something ironic about an anthropomorphic frog thinking that a human with wings is strange.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Let's see, judging by the outfit...I'm going to guess either a formal ball, a wedding, or Jerusalem circa the birth of Christ.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

...none of the above.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Yes well. He's still distracted by this stupid phone thing.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He has no idea Ianto is there, distracted as he is by the phone.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He pauses, bemused.] Issun?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Poke poke poke. And then he tenses, looking around--and oh hi.] Ah... hello.

[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.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He creeps closer, eyes not leaving the wings for a second.]

[contract_star]

[Hei takes an automatic step backward the moment he spots him.]

I don't want to fight or anything...I just wanted to apologize.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He slips the phone into some discreet pocket.] I don't believe I'm the one you should apologize to.

[contract_star]

I'm aware of that, and I'm working on it. I haven't seen him lately. But in any case...

[He bows formally.] I apologize for overreacting.

[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.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[And he turns and spots Ianto.] Er... hallo.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[A loooooong pause.] Apology accepted, though I want to make abundantly clear the fact that I will kill you should I find out your hurt him in any way again.

[contract_star]

I understand.

Though you should know that if he comes after me like he has in the past, I'm going to fight back.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[...damn. Busted. Determined to actually get his prey this time, Ianto jumps for his wings.]

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, can't help you. He is wondering if he's hallucinating, but that's a common thing for him lately.]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Stare] ...That's an I-thingy isn't it?

[remare.livejournal.com]

Oh, are you having trouble with your computer, si---{oh wait, she noticed the wings}

Wah~~ Are you an angel?