13: The unluckiest number
May. 13th, 2011 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scaresplants[Well, the curse this week is highly amusing for Crowley. After all, even though he could perfectly sense people's desires on his own, seeing people's thoughts was even better. The SFC turns on and Crowley smirks- his own bubble is filled with dark smoke and something that looks like a little green snake, twirling in its depths.]
Seeing people's true thoughts- isn't that funny to see? I bet a lot of you are hating every moment of this- but not me. This is like my own personal holiday over here.
C'mon, don't be afraid to show your faces. I want to have a good look at what is going on in your minds...
[Crowley chuckles and then presses a button, intent on filtering to one of his best friends in the city.]
Hey, Nodoka. How are you d-
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
[The demon stares, then presses the button again.]
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
Hold on. What's going on with you? Are you malfunctioning or something?
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
[Suddenly, Crowley understands, and his face shows it- his bubble flashes images of him and Nodoka together, and the snake inside matches Crowley's look of utter shock.]
B-but...it couldn't be. Not Nodoka. Not her. N-not now.
[The demon sets his face in determination, completely unaware now that the SFC is still filming him. He presses the filter button again, this time for a different number.]
Um, Aziraphale? Just...can I come over and hang in your place for a while? It'd really he-
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
No. No no no no. This has to be some kind of bloody joke.
[Crowley presses the button again and again, with numerous "ERROR"s sounding out before he stops. Oh, this is just too cruel. For the first time in a long time, Crowley actually looks scared- almost like a child who has been left behind in a world he doesn't understand. The bubble darkens, and the snake inside curls up in a corner, peering out with shining yellow eyes.]
[After a long pause, Crowley laughs, though it's without any feeling.] So this is what I get when I let myself get attached. I see how it is.
[Another laugh, and a dark look settles on the demon's face. Pictures of him and Aziraphale flash in his bubble, happy and carefree.]
Thanks a lot, Vatheon. I-I wish I had never come here. I'm just your plaything, aren't I? A plaything which you build up and make happy before your tear their whole life apart like a kid tearing down his sandcastle.
[A demonic grin.] And you know what? I don't want to be your damn plaything anymore.
[And with that, the SFC suddenly turns off. People who come by the area later will discover a mangled SFC on the ground, crushed to the point where it doesn't look like an SFC anymore...]
[It'll take a while for him to get in the mood to reply.]
Seeing people's true thoughts- isn't that funny to see? I bet a lot of you are hating every moment of this- but not me. This is like my own personal holiday over here.
C'mon, don't be afraid to show your faces. I want to have a good look at what is going on in your minds...
[Crowley chuckles and then presses a button, intent on filtering to one of his best friends in the city.]
Hey, Nodoka. How are you d-
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
[The demon stares, then presses the button again.]
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
Hold on. What's going on with you? Are you malfunctioning or something?
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
[Suddenly, Crowley understands, and his face shows it- his bubble flashes images of him and Nodoka together, and the snake inside matches Crowley's look of utter shock.]
B-but...it couldn't be. Not Nodoka. Not her. N-not now.
[The demon sets his face in determination, completely unaware now that the SFC is still filming him. He presses the filter button again, this time for a different number.]
Um, Aziraphale? Just...can I come over and hang in your place for a while? It'd really he-
ERROR. NUMBER CANNOT BE LOCATED.
No. No no no no. This has to be some kind of bloody joke.
[Crowley presses the button again and again, with numerous "ERROR"s sounding out before he stops. Oh, this is just too cruel. For the first time in a long time, Crowley actually looks scared- almost like a child who has been left behind in a world he doesn't understand. The bubble darkens, and the snake inside curls up in a corner, peering out with shining yellow eyes.]
[After a long pause, Crowley laughs, though it's without any feeling.] So this is what I get when I let myself get attached. I see how it is.
[Another laugh, and a dark look settles on the demon's face. Pictures of him and Aziraphale flash in his bubble, happy and carefree.]
Thanks a lot, Vatheon. I-I wish I had never come here. I'm just your plaything, aren't I? A plaything which you build up and make happy before your tear their whole life apart like a kid tearing down his sandcastle.
[A demonic grin.] And you know what? I don't want to be your damn plaything anymore.
[And with that, the SFC suddenly turns off. People who come by the area later will discover a mangled SFC on the ground, crushed to the point where it doesn't look like an SFC anymore...]
[It'll take a while for him to get in the mood to reply.]
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Date: 2011-05-13 03:32 pm (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2011-05-13 03:39 pm (UTC)Haha, I'm laughing over here. I'm laughing a lot. Hahahahaha.
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Date: 2011-05-13 04:19 pm (UTC)[very briefly, he thinks of Spirit.]
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Date: 2011-05-13 08:26 pm (UTC)[video]
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Date: 2011-05-13 05:57 pm (UTC)voice
Date: 2011-05-13 08:24 pm (UTC)I don't need your pity.
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Date: 2011-05-13 06:38 pm (UTC)[pause--]
Wanna get drunk?
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Date: 2011-05-13 08:25 pm (UTC)Sure, why not.
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Date: 2011-05-14 09:45 pm (UTC)video;
Date: 2011-05-17 03:59 pm (UTC)[Here he is, just hanging out on a bench. Do not pay attention to a newspaper on the ground spontaneously combusting and putting itself out over and over again.]
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Date: 2011-05-13 08:40 pm (UTC)Whatever suits you, I guess. Just as long as you don't bring your psychotic brother with you.
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Date: 2011-05-13 09:11 pm (UTC)Tony?
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Date: 2011-05-17 04:02 pm (UTC)[He doesn't know what to say. Losing the two people closest to him now makes him entirely afraid that Effy will leave him too.]
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Date: 2011-05-17 08:02 pm (UTC)voice
Date: 2011-05-17 10:03 pm (UTC)Sure. It'll help.
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Date: 2011-05-14 01:32 am (UTC)[ He doesn't know what to say. The pain of losing someone important to you thanks to this city, it's as fresh as it was several months ago. ]
At least they're safe now.
[ But that's just a small consolation, he knows. ]
Want me to come over? I found a bottle of bourbon here that might be a good idea and... maybe you need some food.
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Date: 2011-05-17 04:04 pm (UTC)[A long pause, before he sighs.]
I think I'll just go with the bourbon, thanks.
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Date: 2011-05-18 04:42 pm (UTC)[ He doesn't even know where to begin on this topic. Two for one. The city dealt a cruel blow this time. ]
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Date: 2011-05-19 03:13 pm (UTC)[A sigh. He'll be over in his house hating VAtheon forever, don't mind him.]
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Date: 2011-05-14 02:36 pm (UTC)[ That's all he'll say. ... It's hit him a bit harder than he'd prefer to admit, yeah. ]
... You've no one to blame here but the city, for everything. Really, whose choice was it to end up bearing the brunt of these ridiculous attachments?
[ ... He feels the same way. Hah. Saya, Matthew, Aziraphale... but he won't admit it. No; but... the one angel he liked. ]
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Date: 2011-05-17 04:06 pm (UTC)There's always something you can do. Doesn't mean that you know what it is.
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Date: 2011-05-18 04:59 am (UTC)[ Meaning you are not the only one who is extremely bitter and hurt. ]
Right now, Crowley, the only thing you need not do is be... rash. This isn't right. But if you are rash, there will be repercussions. Can you say they would've wanted that?
[ His tone isn't taunting. It isn't... anything. Merely neutral. ]
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