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Henriette Stillman ([info]not_that_henri) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-06-26 23:13:00

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Entry tags:henriette stillman, sonya blade

Who: Hennriette Stillman and whoever comes by (open post folks!)
Where: The Snake Pit, New Orleans
When: Thursday night, Friday night, both, whatever, before the Wedding Weekend

It was a normal enough night at the Snake Pit, couples and small groups scattered throughout, Rita the Python was on the shelf above the bartop, as always, the dancers had just begun weaving through the crowd.

Henn was in her natural habitat behind the bar, hair pulled up into a severe ponytail, a streak of red down the middle of her bangs. She was leaning forward, forearms resting on the bar, for anyone tall enough the position provided view of the edge of a tattoo across the small of her back. For the less-height-endowed there was a lot of cleavage to look at, as well as a tattoo of an anatomical heart with flaming wings on her chest.



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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-06-28 05:32 am UTC (link)
It was much the same way animals were able to sense one of their own, as once Sonya caught his eye, Crowley felt the spike of... Darkness in her, attributed to their kind.

Sipping his drink, he didn't push the issue, having long ago learned not to mix possible business, with what started as pleasure.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-06-28 05:41 am UTC (link)
..ok, he wasn't going to say anything, that was fine. Sonya had enough practice being cordial. On the other hand..it was so rare that she picked up on it and it wasn't Tsung, it couldn't even be Tsung in another form. He would've made himself known to her, unless he wanted to surprise her, to see how she would react. She remembered what Aziraphale said, about Crowley and Original sin: She took a gamble.

"If I were to say the name 'Aziraphale', would it ring any bells?" She didn't look at him directly, and it was hard to tell by her tone if she was asking a question or really making a statement.

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-06-28 05:47 am UTC (link)
"I know the name, indeed," That got him to turn and regard the other, looking her over.

"Might I inquire as to why you know the name?" He tried halfheartedly to get a read on her, and was left with nothing helpful, so he gave up. It wasn't imperative enough for him to put out a concentrated effort. And on the off chance that she was a demon, he didn't want to start a fight.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-06-28 05:59 am UTC (link)
He was left with nothing helpful because Sonya wouldn't allow it...she was all to familiar with Demons searching the soul and 'barricaded' her mind shut. She had a feeling though that the only reason it worked was because he wasn't really trying, if he was, he would've surely 'cracked' her.

"You may," She turned to full face him. " We met at random in a coffeeshop. One thing led to another, I told him most of my life's story as a challenge, he told me he was an angel. We agreed to go flying yesterday and he mentioned your name a few times. From what he said, you just remind me a little of my own husband."

She looked at him, studiously. " That answer your question?"

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-11 10:55 pm UTC (link)
The husband jab made him cock his head in question, but he simply nodded, taking another drink. "Indeed it does. Fine, then. That answers the question as to who I am. But who might you be?"

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-11 11:06 pm UTC (link)
Damn, she was gonna have to do the whole spiel again. She took a deep breath.

"Sonya Blade, here I'm a captain in the the US army. In my other world, I was a lieutenant and a member of Special Forces. Also, a Chosen Warrior to defend the realm against the forces of Outworld in a tournament. To save the somewhat boring and long details: I died, was resurrected and married the demon-sorcerer Shang Tsung on the condition that he restore my people and for the most part, my planet."

She looked at her now empty glass. "That about sums it up."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-11 11:09 pm UTC (link)
"I see. Might I just call you Sonya, then?" He took another drink, not intending to be rude, but to save them the trouble of going into personal stories. He didn't believe either of them were really there for bar-chat, in the literal sense.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-11 11:15 pm UTC (link)
"Sonya, or Blade, whichever. So long as it's not 'Dear-'"

She debated getting another glass of whiskey, then decided against it. Getting drunk around a demon/angel didn't seem like it would end all to well.

"So what brings you to this side of the States."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-11 11:18 pm UTC (link)
Crowley smiled at the reference, nodding once. "I understand how it could be trying. After six millenia, it hardly registers, so if I do, forgive me."

He didn't hesitate to refill his glass with a thought, making sure the bartender wasn't looking as he did so.

"I go where there is vice to be had, Blade, I don't pay mind to the location."

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-11 11:31 pm UTC (link)
"It's not so much tiring, but when it's followed by a so called 'request'...it gets old."

She said nothing about him refilling his glass, not when she'd been to bars where it's a good night if the bar keep doesn't have to clean up any blood.

"The liqueur's not bad either."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-11 11:35 pm UTC (link)
"Would you care for a refill?" He didn't move to do so, unless she answered in the positive. It was less to show off, and more a genuine offer; if she was some friend of the Angel's, he might as well play nice.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-11 11:45 pm UTC (link)
"sure, what the hell." She may've just grinned at the choice of words. She wasn't about to pass on the offer anyway.

"If you could humor me for a moment, how does a demon and angel become involved? Demon and human, I could sort of understand but from what I gathered with Aziraphale, I'm at somewhat of a loss."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-11 11:50 pm UTC (link)
He didn't react to her choice of phrasing, six millenia making the joke rather dry for his tastes. Still, she earned a reaction for the blunt question, making his brows raise as he turned to face her.

"And just what makes you assume the Angel and I are, as you say, involved?" Were they really that obvious?

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-12 12:03 am UTC (link)
"Call it a hunch, and of how he talked about you. Some of what he said, could only be from being 'involved' with someone without the risk bodily harm. He wasn't at all blunt about it, but after awhile I put two and two together."

She shrugged. "I'm not criticizing or calling judgment, have no right to considering my relationship to Tsung: I'm just curious."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:08 am UTC (link)
"We are adversaries, Blade. We've been on opposing Sides of a war for six millenia- the span of human existence, on this planet. After being the only other consistent presense in another's life, certain... Arrangements are made. Allowances given. It's hardly... involvement, so much as-

"An understanding," He nodded, taking a large drink from his glass.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-12 12:14 am UTC (link)
She had to laugh..not so much as laugh but rather a snort or snicker. She was too controlled at the moment to fully 'laugh'.

"Again, it sounds like what happened to Tsung and I: only it was for two and a half years instead of six millenia, and..well, during that time I think he was more or less a constant presence in my life. But there is are the arrangements, allowances, and understanding between us."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:16 am UTC (link)
He gave her a Look, but nodded once. "Then you understand," It wasn't that he was in denial, about his Arrangement with the Angel. It was simply... complex.

He couldn't be in a relationship with an Angel. There was no love. He couldn't manage such things, as a Demon.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-12 12:25 am UTC (link)
She nodded and raised her own-albeit empty-glass. "Completely." The ring on her finger, the only jewelery she ever wore on a day to day basis, glowed a dull red in the dimly lit bar.

She looked at it a moment. "Tsung has a..interesting..sense of humor. In China, red means 'good luck or good fortune' but it also means blood, since our first meeting was at the tournament, 'Mortal Kombat'-they didn't name it that for nothing."

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:28 am UTC (link)
Shaking his head, he waved his hand and her glass was refilled. "Distracted," He offered by way of explanation, not bothering to apologize. Noticing the ring, he turned his mouth in a sidelong frown, adjusting the shades in front of his eyes.

"I see. I don't precisely recall the first I met the Angel," Which was both true, and yet not. He remembered the Garden, the Gate, the first they met as a demon. But the Angel seemed to recall him as an Angel himself, his Former self, at least. Something he envied him fr, every day.

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-12 12:36 am UTC (link)
She took an experimental sip from her glass, nodding her approval.

"I think after that long a time span, dates start to become fuzzy and loose their significance. I doubt even Tsung can recall his true age, after the first thousand years, he stopped bothering."

She was called 'the Child Queen' by the Tarkatan warriors in Outworld, where 27 is barely 10 years old in their world'.

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[info]serpentinedemon
2008-07-12 12:42 am UTC (link)
"It was before there was a calendar, on Earth, which doesn't help matters. I suppose the first I recall was the Garden," As she seemed to be interested in stories.

"The creation of man, see. I was the one charged with the task of imparting the original sin upon humans. I succeeded, was demoted for 'taking the easy way out'. Everything revolves around bureaucracy, with those Below,"

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[info]sonya_blade
2008-07-12 12:53 am UTC (link)
"Well I guess that's where we get it from at any rate."

"Can't say my faith in humanity's been that strong in the first place, being in the army can do that."

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