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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]

[He orders a vanilla milkshake for them to split. His foot brushes up against Jormy's.]

[midgardserpent]

[He ducks his head again, shy at the touch, but he responds in kind, brushing his foot against Crowley's as his hand sneaks across the table to touch the other man's.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[He covers Jormy's hand with his own and offers him a shy smile.]

[firstofthefallen]

[Oh hey guys, may wanna look up for a minute. Your milkshake is here, and the waitress just smiles down at the two of you.

Please ignore how forced the smile may look for once. Also ignore the rising smell of burning flesh, courtesy of the drone waitress Lucifer had to kill to get the uniform. Let's all just have a pleasant moment here.]

My, are you two enjoying your time?

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr looks over and blinks at the smell. He glances around and then up at the waitress and his eyebrows furrow as he looks at the "waitress."

Something's wrong.]

[eyesofaserpent]

[The hair on the back of his neck rises as he recognizes Lucifer's silky smooth voice. He's in trouble. Again. Bloody hell, this sudden possessiveness is entirely frustrating! What ever happened to letting Crowley do what he wants?]

Er... Yes, Lord.

[firstofthefallen]

Oh, how wonderful.

Could I get you anything else?

Some burgers, perhaps?

[Because hey.

They have some fresh meat just cooked in the back, Crowley.]

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr leans back in his chair and glances between Crowley and the new arrival. He raises an eyebrow at Crowley inquisitively.

Who's this?]

[eyesofaserpent]

No, Lord Lucifer... We have everything we want. [Except some privacy away from your crazy.]

[He looks apologetically at Jormungandr.]

[firstofthefallen]

Oh, do you?

[What's that, you want privacy?

Naw, not happening. Lucy will just be pulling a chair up and leaning over the table.]

Tell me, Crowley. Won't you introduce me to your...acquaintance?

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr is not impressed. He stares at Lucifer, completely nonplussed.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Er... Right, this is Jormungandr, the Midgard Serpent.

[Shut up. Snakes like other snakes. It's nature. ineffable. Right?]

[firstofthefallen]

Is he now?

[Lucifer's eyes flick briefly, uninterestedly, disdainfully unto Jormungandr for a moment before immediately going back to Crowley.]

Is he the one from your world, then?

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr's gaze does not waver as he answers for Crowley in his soft, deep voice.]

No.

[eyesofaserpent]

Er... You don't know much about Norse mythology, do you?

[firstofthefallen]

[And her gaze lingers on you for a moment, Crowley. And it isn't the possessive, crazed look she's been shooting your way. For the moment, there's genuine anger.]

Jormungandr, the World Serpent, child of Angrboða and Loki and enemy of Thor. After being thrown into the ocean with the rest of his siblings, he grew to such a size that he could encircle the planet and seize his own tail, and when he should let go it would spell the end of the world. That's the basic facts of who he is.

Is there a point you're trying to make Crowley, or should I recite further into his history and the Norse conception of what'll occur in Gotterdammerung?

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr rolls his eyes. If he were given to speaking much, he'd point out that his siblings weren't thrown into the ocean with him, but it's a detail. He doesn't really care.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Alright, fine. You do. Then why would you think he's from my world?

[firstofthefallen]

I didn't think he was I asked if he was. I would assume YHWH's pantheon isn't the sole pantheon in play at your world. ...Is it?

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr crosses his arms and waits patiently for this conversation to be over.]

[eyesofaserpent]

No, we're it. Demons and angels and humans. No one else.

[firstofthefallen]

[And that? Even with the effects of the flower still active, that statement forces Lucifer into full on silence. Perhaps not quite shock, but it's close.

That shouldn't be possible. Even in the worlds were the supernatural powers were at their weakest, even the names of the most obscure demons and pantheons still possessed power. Could still, in some way, shape, or form, manifest themselves. Belief, after all, was what sustained demons, and monsters, and gods. Even YHWH himself. And even if they were forgotten, there were still so many ways the memories of those old gods were remembered, ways that could make men remember in the back of their minds that they existed. And so, continued to exist they did.

Lucifer, finally, gets up from the table. Perhaps pursuing you, making sure that you remain untouched and hers is important. But to hear of a world where ONLY the Judeo-Christian demons and angels existed...that's almost horrific. She needs to think about it.]

I see.

Enjoy your milkshake.

[And she'll be leaving now.]

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr watches Lucifer go and snorts, rolling his eyes. Well that was stupid.

Then he blinks.

Wait a minute...

(that daisy might just be wearing off)]

[eyesofaserpent]

[Well, that is entirely an unexpected reaction. He stares after Lucifer for a moment before turning back to Jormungandr.]

Er... Sorry about that...

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr is trying to figure out what it was that brought him here with Crowley. And what was with all the hand holding. And everything. He's not really sure what caused it.

His brow is furrowed in contemplation.]