055 - There were no survivors (None found alive)

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She appears on the plane looking worn, but healthy, dressed in plain white scrubs. More than that, she seems totally calm. There’s a couch--it looks almost clinical in its state of neat disuse. Misaki tosses a doctor’s coat over the back of the couch and lays down on the couch itself, resting her arm over her eyes. Her hand has a loose bandage on it and, believe it or not, there’s a faint edge of gray showing at one temple.]

[It’s been a long week. And it’s not over yet.]

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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Don't mention it.

Looks like someone's been giving you a hard time. [He reaches a single finger out and ruffles the lock of hair with the grey in it just a little.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Puts a hand to the side of her head protectively.] What are you talking about?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Nothing~

[sipping his coffee innocently]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[GLARE.] Of course.

Indulged your pyromaniacal tendencies on any innocent bystanders recently?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[cocks an eyebrow]

I'm sure I haven't the slightest idea what you mean.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Of course you don't.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Thinking of taking up a new profession, are we?

[topic change? what topic change?]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Your topic changes confuse her tired brain.] ...What?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He nods toward the doctor's coat on the back of the sofa]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. Apparently teleportation doesn't include clothing.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Teleportation? Interesting side effect aside, what have you been doing teleporting?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Er.] Sometimes my job necessitates faster means of travel than we otherwise have available.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

So you get naked for the job, do you? [he may or may not be leering]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[...Crowley. If you only knew the week she's had, you wouldn't have touched that with a fifty-foot pole and a stunt double. As it is, she's on her feet and slamming her fist into the side of his head before she even stops to think about the fact that it's Crowley, and Crowley is an asshole. On purpose.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[And because he's been perched on the arm of the sofa, he's going to be falling back onto the floor now. Misaki may not hit as hard as Hei but it's hard to keep one's balance when you're being assaulted.]

[...he probably deserved that.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[...oops. She stands there, surprised at herself for about three seconds before auto-composure kicks in and she crosses her arms and looks down at him. Her voice is as casual as if she didn't just PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE.]

You really have no sense of timing, do you?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley sits up, rubbing at his left cheekbone. His sunglasses are lying a couple of feet away on the ground.]

Was trying to lighten the mood, actually.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Well that's. Uh. Awkward.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[After a moment he reaches for his sunglasses and stands up, straightening his suit and brushing himself off.]

Seems I've traded one of you attacking me for the other. You're a very violent couple, you know that?

[Yes, he's teasing again.]

[...mostly.]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

We live very violent lives. [She sort of catches the 'mostly' in that. And it bothers her, though not in a surface-irritation sort of way.]

[She sits back down and rubs her face.]