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Tweak says, "Fire the arrows!"

- (demonfireball) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-02-21 19:41:00

Entry tags:

anthony j. crowley, obi-wan kenobi

Who: Obi-Wan and AJ Crowley
What: Waking up is hard to do. Oh wait, I got the lyric wrong.
Where: Their marital bed XD
When: Tomorrow morning, as in the morning after Crowley's (re)arrival
Warnings: Very. Un.Happy. Demon.

Anthony Crowley had spent the better part of his first day back in Colligo mocking everyone else. He should have known better. He had been around the block a time or two, this wasn't his first rodeo. He knew, at least as well as anyone, how Colligo worked. Who or what ever was in charge and running the city liked to mess with the inhabitants, at least the ones who were not locals. Pairing them off in faux marriages seemed par for the course, really.

He'd returned in the usual way, through the library portal. he'd tried to strike up a conversation with the guards as they tossed him in to the streets. He'd noticed right away that people seemed to be traveling in twos or fours. He didn't think it particularly troublesome, at least not until he'd found out his angel was paired off along with everyone else. His angel was forced to share his breathing space with someone who liked tea and books, and probably wasn't adverse to that damned tweed coat the angel cherished so completely.

Still, he'd taken great joy in the fact he was not paired off. He'd mocked anyone and everyone he could, including the angel (that was a case of mock or throw a temper tantrum,a nd since the so called marriage was hardly the angel's choice, he'd gone for mocking). And at the end of the day. he'd retired to the apartment he and the angel were meant to share, surrounded by reminders of Aziraphale's presence.

.....

He rolled over with no memory of going to bed. He didn't technically need sleep, though he indulged in sloth from time to time. He stretched and flung an arm out, unconcerned until the back of his hand collided with a solid mass. He shot up straight in the bed, looking at the man beside him who was very definitely not the angel.

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do_what_i_must
2011-02-22 01:30 am UTC (link)

Obi-Wan had been asleep. Deeply asleep, again, which was something he thought he'd forgotten how to do, ever since the second year of the war or so. And yet this place continued to do things that... well, that made no sense.

His second "husband" had vanished the other day, and Obi-Wan had been utterly confused until he realised that this meant he was actually free of the "wedding" trap. He'd enjoyed his day of not being bound to someone, and gone to bed expecting to doze for a while, perhaps drift in the Force for a while, and wonder about how he could help Yvaine. Except the city had other plans.

The next thing he knew, someone was touching him, and that was not allowed, not when he'd been sleeping and dreaming about... nothing? Still, the instant he was touched, he was startled awake. Moving with Force-enhanced speed, he grabbed hold of whoever it was that had woke him, and reached out his hand to catch his lightsaber hilt with his other hand. "Do not wake me like that" he snapped, still slightly confused as to what was going on. He had been sleeping far more deeply than he was used to, after all.

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demonfireball
2011-02-22 03:07 am UTC (link)

Raising his hand in front of his face, Crowley groaned at the sight of the thin gold band. "Well fuck." His eyes flickered to check for the ring he knew he would find on his partner's hand. He shook his head and reached up to scratch idly at his jaw.

"I rather thought you were someone else, dear boy. Do not take it personally." Not to mention he hadn't meant to slap the fellow at all. He'd rather expected the angel's side of the bed to be empty, as Zira was off playing husband to someone else entirely.

"I ought to have known better than to taunt the masses. I knew I was asking for trouble." At least he'd had one day of relative freedom.

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do_what_i_must
2011-02-23 12:02 am UTC (link)

Obi-Wan couldn't help but look at the other man's hand, then groaned when he saw the ring. Without even thinking about it, he sent a quick pulse of the Force to where he'd grabbed the man, encouraging any bruising to dissipate quickly and all healing to speed up, then let go. He was no Force Healer, but he could do that much, at least.

"I should apologise. I don't normally react in such a way," he replied, after listening to his bedmate talk, "but I'm not normally so... I don't usually... you took me by surprise. I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, by the way. I don't think we've met?"

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demonfireball
2011-02-24 11:14 pm UTC (link)

"The apology is not necessary," Crowley replied. He'd reached out to Obi-Wan first, after all, and he hadn't expected to smack anyone, because no one ought to have been in the bed with him. He felt his lip curl into a sneer at the thought of Aziraphale in bed with another, but there was nothing to be done for it. And, Crowley was certain, it was temporary.

"Crowley's the name. Not to be confused with the pompous ass at the casino." Another sneer turned his lip. Crowley shook his head. "For your sake I hope you've not had the displeasure of meeting him."

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