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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Oh dear...

I appear to have misplaced my Shaw. Has anyone seen a red book anywhere?

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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*stretches his wings a little, shrugging his shoulders*

Well... it's been a long time. I wasn't quite prepared for that. Humans have *no* appreciation for how hard it can be for one to scratch their own back.

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*chokes on absinthe*

*stares*

*laughs so hard it hurts*

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

What?

Crowley, what?

*glares, and does another shot*

Oh dear me, this is going to my head...

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*also does shot*

That'ss ssort of the plan, angel. If I get drunk enough, and have managed not to pisss off Lady Luck, I might not remember thiss little... incident come tomorrow.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Incident? I see no incident.

Ooh, Crowley! I can still say incident! Inebriated. Anoninimity. Oh, wonderful! More absinthe!

*pours shot*

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

I... yess. No incident whatssoever. What incident?

You're right - for the amount of abssinthe we've drunk , we're sstill dissturbingly lucid.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Disturbingly. Yes. Mmhmm. Absinthe. More. Now. Please?

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

*sits down, face full of laughter*

You two have no idea how amusing that looked to an observer. Remind me to congratulate the prophetess.

Absinthe? Excellent. And since true forms appear to be the mode...

*releases wings and blazing red eyes*

Crowley, the angel is fluttering at you. Look at his eyelashes. I'm quite disturbed.

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*splutters incoherently*

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

Now look at the mess you've made of the table.

What? He is.

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

Ssir. Pleasse.

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

Mm. Kassandra is a very interesting girl.

Well, it's left you two in an interesting state, hasn't it? I hate to break it to you, but I doubt the alcohol is going to make it go away.

*plays with glass and smiles, which looks far more sinister than usual with the red eyes*

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

Yess, well, I'd assk you for ssuggesstionss, but I doubt I'd want to hear what you have to ssay.

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

I'll give them to you anyway, if you like. Actually...I'm sure your mind can come up with all sorts of things without me saying a word.

What are you imagining, Crowley?

*watches the demon and smiles faintly*

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*chokes on absinthe*

*regains composure*

What am I imagining? The imposssible.

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

I won't tell the archangel if you don't.

Considering your mental state at the moment, none taken.

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*quiet hiss*



Not that I have a clue what you're talking about anyway.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Sir, would you like anything? I suggest not the absinthe.

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

A little late, girl, I've already had a few sips. But if you've got some Chianti, that would be nice.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Well, if you start seeing funny things, better try to get it out of your system.

Aside from the spectacle those two made. That definitely happened.

Your Chianti, sir.

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I'll be fine.

Hell below, I thought I was hallucinating for a moment when I walked in.

Thank you.

[kassandraloxias.livejournal.com]

I beg your pardon -- pardon me -- has anybody seen my --

::quails a bit at red, red eyes::

...snake?

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*tries to stand up, and fails*

Anthy? You sstill around? We could usse another bottle of abssinthe.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Of course, of course. Here you go. There's plenty more when you need it.

*sits back and watches surreptitiously*

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Oh. Three bottles?

Hee! Where on earth did they go?

*looks under table*