Drink Count: 29 || Take a look in the mirror and cry Lord what you're doing to me

[eyesofaserpent]

[Aziraphale is gone. Or, well... A drone, more rather. He gets a sense that this might be permanent. It's been several days now and Crowley's gone by 852 Goldberg to check and see if the angel has come out of it yet. But even his wings are gone.

It breaks his heart to see Aziraphale like this. He can never bear to stay long when he comes to check on him. It's like his whole foundation is shattering more, the longer he stays with this shell that was once the angel he desperately loves.

And now also his not!wife is a drone. What the fuck, universe?]


A. [Park: Around Noon]

[Crowley is sitting alone on a bench and feeding the ducks some bread.]


B. [Olney's Tavern: Evening]

[Cowley's behind the bar and drinking a lot more than he usually does. And not even the cocktails he normally drinks, but just scotch on the rocks. Even his wings are starting to become a reflection of his mental state, the normally sleek and immaculate appendages are untidy with the occasional falling feather.]

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[eyesofaserpent]

.... It's a good thing he'd been out at the time. If his Bentley had been burned...

"Er.... Where are you living?"

[windows_hyliaedition]

"My current residence is '852 Goldberg'."

[eyesofaserpent]

"Oh.... Er.... Yeah, I can't imagine Shana taking Wilhelmina's droning well..."

He frowns, tossing some more bread.

"Sorry I haven't been home. I'm Crowley, your 'dad'."

[windows_hyliaedition]

She bows her head, expression and tone both unchanging as ever. "Greetings to you then. I am called 'Fi'." ...

Like an F-Sharp. Exactly like an F-Sharp actually. Hoh.

[eyesofaserpent]

"It's, er... Good to meet you.It's a shame it's under such terrible circumstances."

[windows_hyliaedition]

"Indeed. The timing is not at all appropriate, from what I have observed since arriving here.

"Is that why you have come to this precise location to feed the water fowl?" They are birds. They live in water. That is a good enough name for them then, yes.

[eyesofaserpent]

"I..." He looks down.

"I've lost a very close friend. This is something we would do from time to time."

[windows_hyliaedition]

"You have my condolences." Might have been a little teensie bit of emotion in that one. Huh.

[eyesofaserpent]

"Thanksss."

He appreciates it, really. Even if he is kind of bad at expressing it.

Fi's world only has weird monster toad things. =n= ...ohandLoftwings.

[windows_hyliaedition]

Well at least he's not the worst.

Looking back to the ducks now... "...What are they called? These birds." ...Fi why doesn't your world have ducks, what-

awwww

[eyesofaserpent]

He looks at the ducks, blinking behind his shades.

"Er... They're called ducks."

I suppose they have song birds too, but I have never ever seen a duck in Zelda. :|a

[windows_hyliaedition]

"I see." Hn. "They did not exist in the world I came from."

[eyesofaserpent]

"Weird. They're pretty common on my Earth."

[windows_hyliaedition]

"That is quite likely the reason. I am not from 'earth'. The land I am from is quite different- though there is a race similar to humans present upon it for example, humans themselves do not exist."

[eyesofaserpent]

"Yeah, I suppose that would do it. What are you then, if you don't mind my asking?"

[windows_hyliaedition]

"A construct created to act as a guide to the Goddess' chosen hero by way of her blade- I was to lead him through the predestined fate, whether at his side or as his sword. Following the completion of this, I was to spend the rest of eternity in slumber."

[eyesofaserpent]

He stares at her a moment.

"You're a talking sword?"

[windows_hyliaedition]

"Incorrect. However, I understand where the thought comes from. Technically, we are separate- however, at the same time one cannot exist without the other. I may rest within the blade, but I may exist outside of it. If one is destroyed however, so will the other lose power or life."

[eyesofaserpent]

"Huh... What do you normally look like outside the sword?"

Ack, this took way too long sorry- ;-;

[windows_hyliaedition]

"I am blue." Eh? "My form is coloured to match that of the Master Sword- my legs are wrapped in stockings of a darker shade with ribbons of green, and I am otherwise garbed in a dress of a somewhat lighter blue. I have no arms, and instead what would resemble sheets of fabric, one coloured to match the dress, the other to match the blue of my skin. What portions of the body are not covered in fabric resemble a crystal or coloured glass, giving off pale light.

"Is this a sufficient description?"

Ha ha, no worries. I'm running pretty slow this weekend myself.

[eyesofaserpent]

Angels and demons are not really well known for their imagination or creativity. So he tries and fails to imagine what that would look like. Finally he gives up with a shrug.

"Sounds interesting. I'll probably see you like that later if this town is so gracious as to return your normal shape."

Alright~

[windows_hyliaedition]

"Indeed. ...Though I do worry about how well I will be able to function without arms, given the nature of where we are currently."

[eyesofaserpent]

"Well, there is that."

[windows_hyliaedition]

"I suppose that when the issue arises in full detail, I will deal with its potential consequences then."

[eyesofaserpent]

"That's really the only way to deal with it."