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[eyesofaserpent]

(( Post forward dated to February 13th/14th ))


A. [Phone, Evening of February 13th]

[Crowley returns home from the bar to find that bouquet of flowers on the mantlepiece still. He steps over and plucks an iris from the vase and sniffs it before any alarm bells have a chance to ring in his mind. His brow furrows. What....? He feels a need to walk over to the phone and pick it up and dial the town.

He takes a hesitant breath before committing demonic suicide.]

Hallo? This is Crowley. I, er... I have a confession to make... Er... Where do I begin? Aziraphale and I have been good friends for a decidedly long time. And I don't know for sure just how long ago this started... Maybe it was when we stopped the apocalypse... Maybe even before then...

But, er... The truth of the matter is... I'm in love with Aziraphale.

[He pauses, as if waiting to be smote by God Himself. Or Lucifer.]

Er... Right.


B. [Action: About Town, throughout the day of February 14th]

[Here is your chance to find Crowley around town! He nibbled on some mint from the bouquet, so he is likely to flirt with you. Be careful though, There might be a jealous Lucifer following behind Crowley.]

Comments

[eyesofaserpent]

[Crowley arches his brows as he spots that look on Grimsley.]

Hallo there, mate.

[kingofshadows]

Hello, hello.

Astonishing, running into you again so soon. And may I congratulate you on the realization of the depths of your romantic feelings?

[eyesofaserpent]

[He pauses.] Ah, er... Don't mention it.

[kingofshadows]

And to think you said you weren't capable of the higher emotions.

[eyesofaserpent]

You humans are just rubbing off on me, like always.

[kingofshadows]

Give yourself a little credit. I should think you've had it in you all along.

[eyesofaserpent]

Oh sure, make my day.

[His wings ruffle in annoyance.]

[kingofshadows]

You are an exceptionally charming man, after all.

[Twitchy wings go with twitchy fingers. Grimsley finds to some slight surprise that he has no apprehensions whatsoever about touching them. Just had to wait til they were in range.]

[eyesofaserpent]

It rather sounds like you're talking about yourself, mate.

[He smirks, leaning slightly toward Grimsley.]

[kingofshadows]

Oh, well. I thought I'd try to be charitable today, given your... new-found emotional needs.

[Leaning in is a wonderful thing. Grimsley raises his hands in an exaggerated shrug.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Oh, hush. I'm not some delicate flower.

[kingofshadows]

[Smoothly, he reaches out and runs a hand softly over Crowley's feathers. They are as fluffy as he had imagined them to be.]

Yeah?

[eyesofaserpent]

[He flinches his wing away]

Hey, now.

[kingofshadows]

[He will reluctantly lower his hand.]

As soft and fragile as a flower. You really shouldn't try so hard to hide them.

[eyesofaserpent]

You're only saying that because you want to put your hands all over them.

[kingofshadows]

Please. I'm insulted you think I would be so transparent.

I'm not partial about where I put my hands all over at all.

[As the master of the Dark-type, Grimsley is, of course, a master of subtlety.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Oh really? Not at all?

[kingofshadows]

So long as they're on you, of course.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He considers Grimsley for a moment before finally spreading his wings out and wraps them around him.]

Is that better?

[kingofshadows]

[That was a surprise. Grimsley almost backs away before he realizes what Crowley is doing. The coloration on his face deepens a bit. He responds quietly.]

...They're beautiful.

[So much for being good at flirting. Now that he's been given permission, he almost seems shy about reaching out to stroke them gently.]

[firstofthefallen]

[Oh well hey, Crowley, look who it is. He had decided to back off for a bit, or at least give you the idea he had backed off. Really, he's still been following in the shadows. And he hasn't been very happy with what he's seen.

But the wings, Crowley? That's just going too far. He'll be stepping up now.]

My.

What's all this, then?

[eyesofaserpent]

Bollocks.

[Crowley flinches at the sound of that voice. He slowly pulls his wings back.]

It's, er... Nothing, Lord. Just some harmless fun.

[kingofshadows]

[No don't leave him wings. Grimsley turns with an annoyed expression on his face that slowly changes to one of thoughtfulness.

...Lord?

Well, he was going straight to hell, anyway.]

We were conducting a survey. On... the seductive powers of a demon's thrall.

Perhaps you'd like to contribute some data.

[firstofthefallen]

Oh, an intriguing survey.

[There's playfulness in his voice, but for once? It's to mask that he's truly angry. How dare you. How dare you touch something like Crowley's wings. Those are his and his alone to enjoy.]

I think, perhaps, I could help contribute on the dangers of such a survey.

[eyesofaserpent]

Ah, er... Dangers? You really needn't trouble yourself with such a thing. Grimsley did nothing wrong.

[He steps between Lucifer and Grimsley, acutely aware of just how bad this situation might become. Grimsley is only human.]