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anthony_crowley (anthony_crowley) wrote in ridgewayresort,
@ 2011-04-30 08:15:00

Entry tags:

anthony j crowley, heather lisinski, sirius black

Who: Crowley, Heather and later Sirius
When: Ten minutes after the siren went off
Where: Not where they are supposed to be
What: Enjoying the weather (Crowley), not soooo much enjoying the weather (Heather), trying to do some saving (Sirius)
Rating: How about middle?
Status: Incomplete

The storm tore at his cloths but did not damage them. Crowley grinned like a madman. It had been a couple of years since the last time he had seen a storm like this. Well, Armageddon had been quite creative in the weather department but he had been too busy saving the world (and his own arse) to enjoy it.

Crowley walked into his store. It sounded like an underground station. The wind rattled at the walls and the demon whistled with delight. He saw a movement and raised his eyebrows. “Hello there. Beautiful weather, eh?” Crowley smirked.

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irradiated_ants
2011-04-30 06:33 am UTC (link)

Shoving her way through the glass double doors, Heather was a little surprised to see someone in side. It would have been her last choice in hiding places, with the glass front. The voice... Voices stuck with her better than faces sometimes. "Hey, you're that guy that was inside Tony's body. It actually kinda reminds me of home, the bad part of home." Everybody had seen Wizard of Oz hadn't they? No she wasn't Dorothy, but this sure as hell wasn't Kansas either. She couldn't recall what his name was. Had she even caught it?

As the windows began to flex and figured it was a bad time for introductions. Booking no argument she snagged him by the arm and began hightailing it down one of the isles. "Trust me though, in front of those windows, when they go, is the last place your gonna want to be."

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anthony_crowley
2011-04-30 09:13 pm UTC (link)

"Guilty,” Crowley stated with an air of pride. Being guilty was never a bad thing for a demon. The whole thing had been quite inconvenient for him but at least he had been able to disappoint quite a few guests. Crowley watched the tiny woman in front of him until he got dragged away.

The demon had never considered bursting windows a worthy thread and highly doubted that they would even dare to choose the place where he stood as their escape route. The last piece of glass that had felt brave enough to attack him, had regretted it immediately. Crowley was sure. Being melted and then reborn as the camera lens of a hobby filmmaker who had a special fondness of recording boring and uneventful family dinners was not a favourable fate. Not even for a piece of glass.

Crowley shook his head. This was definitely a human who Arziraphale would be proud of. She tried to help a demon instead of saving her own arse. Well, she could also be considered very dumb in Crowley's mind. “So, why is it that you didn’t scurry down the tunnels like everyone else did?”

	anthony_crowley 2011-05-01 08:15 am UTC (link)
	"Now, why would I do that?" Crowley asked, smirking. He got to his feet and strolled towards the back of the shop. He grabbed two bottles of beer and returned to the woman. "Want one?" He offered her a beer and let himself sink onto the chair again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	anthony_crowley 2011-05-01 08:50 am UTC (link)
	"I do," Crowley said. It was his own creation after all. "Yes, you are very lucky indeed." "Don't thank me," he answered and meant it. Hearing the word 'thanks' from a human made him feel guilty. The bottle cap popped open and took a sip, enjoying the cool taste. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	irradiated_ants 2011-05-01 09:24 am UTC (link)
	"Is there some other way you'd prefer for me to show gratitude? Cause... I was raised to give thanks when it was called for." She was willing to bend. She needed to know compromise, considering the way things were going in this place. She took a sip from that long necked bottle. Already Heather knew she'd miss stuff like this. Once she gave it all up. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	anthony_crowley 2011-05-01 09:41 am UTC (link)
	"I'm sure there is nothing you want to thank me for," Crowley hissed in a rather unhuman way. His yellow eyes sparkled over the rim of his sunglasses at her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)