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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[There are three cars on the Plane, all in a row. They all look very sleek and expensive, various top-of-the-line models that look as though they probably belong to some sort of overpaid business executive.]

[There is also a demon, in his customary suit and sunglasses. He walks beside the line of cars for a moment, as if sizing them up, and then pulls something from the pocket of his jacket.]

[...it's a switchblade. In one quick motion he flicks the blade out, kneels beside the first car, then reverses the blade in his grip and jams it into the right front tire.]

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[contract_star]

[Hei watches for awhile (still looking like shit) before he approaches slowly.]

Having fun?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks up at Hei for a second, then focuses on what he was doing again. He drags the blade along the curve of the tire.]

Working, actually. I suppose it's all the same.

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

[He can't resist pointless destruction, especially not of his fated enemy The Automobile. Needless to say, he approaches in the quiet twin way reminiscent of a true creeper, pausing just beyond strike range at Crowley's back and observing blankly.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[The demon appears to be unaware of One's presence for the moment, finishing his work on this tire before standing and moving on to the next.]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn's jaw hits the ground in a good way when he spots the cars. He grins...

... and then the switchblade comes out... and his jaw hits the ground in a bad way.]

Whoa! Whooaa, hey, what are you doing, man?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley pauses long enough to look up.]

Letting tires out, what does it look like?

[usagipino]

Crawly-Crowley! What are you doing?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[lskjdfs Crowley pulls the knife back and stands, hiding the blade behind his back with a slightly guilty expression.]

What—nothing. Why?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Goodness, Crowley, it has been some time since I've seen wanton destruction from you.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He looks up and smiles vaguely before focusing on his work again.]

They were asking for it, believe me.

[coolestscythe.livejournal.com]

[Why is everyone here so weird?] I hope they deserved it, at least.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

They did, actually, but that isn't the point.

[mercwamouth]

What are you, twelve?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He puts on a thoughtful expression.]

You know, I'm having the strangest sense of deja-vu...almost as if someone's accused me of that—oh no, I remember. Misaki, when I was gluing coins to the pavement. That was it.

[oilyhands.livejournal.com]

Not bad. There isn't anything wrong with ruining the whole thing, though.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley knows that voice! He doesn't bother looking up, just keeps on with what he's doing.]

Be my guest, if you like.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Reinette watches -- both amused and intrigued. She has never seen a car before]

That hardly seems polite.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He turns, then stands with a small smile when he sees Reinette.]

Ah, hallo again.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[OH YAY! CARS! ...OH NO, CARS BEING HURT! Juni is trying very hard not to look horrified] What are you doing?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Mm? [looks up]

Oh, hi Juni. Slashing tires, if you'd believe it. [he smirks a little]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...what are you doing?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Letting tires out. I'd have thought it fairly obvious.

[collareddog.livejournal.com]

[And here is Rico, resting her hands on the bonnet as she looks at him.] Hello, Signore. What are you doing?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[His mouth twitches a bit at the "Signore"; he stands and folds the blade of the knife away, pocketing the handle.]

Rico, hi. Just, ah...doing a bit of work.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Demon or shobogan? You decide!

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks up, and seems on the verge of asking what the hell a shobogan is when he thinks better of it. Doesn't seem to stop him mutilating the cars, though.]

Hallo.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[... Whoa.]

Ouch. That can't be legal.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He glances up briefly, then stabs the tire again.]

One would suspect not.

[ghostlighter]

[... eyebrow quirk.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks up and pauses in the destruction for a moment.]

Hi.

[bringme24601.livejournal.com]

Drop the blade, vandal!

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Yellow eyes roll behind the sunglasses]

Bloody...