Network Post: Crowley
Get your freaking out or pissing yourselves or impotently threatening me out of your systems while we're not face-to-face. Let's be civil. Have me round for tea or buy me a drink. I promise I won't bite unless I feel like it.
Once this curse has run its course, you should talk to Q. You know how he gets. He’s wondering if you secretly harbor some of dark, negative feelings about him. I, of course, told him to shut the fuck up. Also I told him it was probably a sex thing. And that it would be shitty to message you or talk to you further while you were under the curse so you should be safe.
I don’t need to know and I won’t be offended if you don’t reply to this because you’ve handcuffed yourself to a bed somewhere. But if you do reply what I really want to know is an idea of your favorite foods, drink, etc. so I can suitably impress you when this is all over and you need a friend. I enjoy having the upper hand like that.
This is me checking in to see how you're handling Howard's arrival.
» I am glad you're back living here.
» This is just to check in on how you're doing.
» I know you saved someone at the ball.
» And I saw the entry by the "king of hell."
Perhaps it is a week without talking is finally getting to me, but I am feeling more open than usual.
Is there anything you would like to talk about?
It seems that your employer has arrived.
>> What happened to keeping in touch?
>> How are things with the other guy?
>> Ride a moose or a mountie yet?
If when this is all said and done and you return home to find an animal, I apologize in advanced. I'll try to be reasonable if it gets to that point. Perhaps a fish.
How is surveillance treating you?
So... you doing okay?
So, now that Crowley's back, if anyone wants a crash course on how to defend yourself against my world's variety of demons, let me know. Also will do a refresher course for anyone who already knew the drill but hasn't had to think about it in a while. I always have extra holy water, salt, and pictures of devil's traps that you can use as a stencil for putting them anywhere, for anyone who needs them, as well as anti-possession amulets and tattoo designs. I also have the words to an exorcism and a recording of it that you can play on your phone, it works just as well that way.
Most importantly: don't make any deals. Period, end of story. If you run into any kind of trouble with him, please let me know immediately and I'll handle it.
Hello.
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Did you get out unharmed?
Would you prefer I reside somewhere else tomorrow evening?
Are you solid yet?
Guess what?
I'm sending you to Pie de la Cuesta, Guerrero, Mexico. In January 2003, conspiracy theories say there was a suspicious chemical spill that left the town evacuated for several months. Conspiracy theorists suggest otherwise. A lot of similarities to ours and Paraguay's "chemical spills."
Fort Neill Resettlement Bureau Management,
It is with regret that I turn in my two week notice of resignation as receptionist. I shall place an advertisement over the Network for the position, and will gladly train the replacement. Thank you very much for the opportunity to work with you, the experience was amazing.
Effective immediately, I shall be resuming my former duties as Mr Stark's butler. I've given the Resettlement Bureau my two week's notice, and shall be moving into Mr. Stark's mansion. Mr Stark has been told that I am your guardian, and is perfectly alright with you moving in, as well. It will be a bit of an adjustment, especially for the next couple of weeks, but I do not intend to shirk my responsibility to you.
So, I'm in a little bit of a bind. Peggy moved out and today so did Jarvis. I'm still only six inches tall right now so I can't really get around by myself just yet. Anyone got a spare shoebox I can sleep in? Promise I don't take up much space. It's completely temporary, people's curses are lifting every day. I'll promise to be out of your hair as soon as I'm back to my normal height.
Jarvis moved out with Howard. Howard has extended an invitation for me to stay with him while I'm unable to open doors. I don't like the idea of you moving out. It doesn't sit right with me. You invited me to stay with you when I got here, and I'm grateful for it.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, the place is yours. It should be yours, if you want it. I'll let you know when I can report back to the base. No change yet.
Are you better yet?
Do they still teach magic at the school some?