Anthony J Crowley (snakelikesmile) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-11-09 23:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | anthony j crowley, aziraphale |
Who: Anthony J Crowley, Aziraphale
What: Reactions, reacquaintances.
When/Where: Tonight, after Crowley and Zira's respective talks with Alexi/ Their new place in Monte Carlo
Warnings: Swearings, talk of unpleasantness, inevitably NSFW-ness
It might have seemed insignificant, to the pair of them in the room when it happened, but Crowley felt the Agreement come into being, as surely as if it had been his own. It wasn't much, a vague sense of something, the way a mortal might feel when trying to recall a dream. That's what it was, he realized. Him coming back to himself. Crowley took a deep, unnecessary breath, letting it go in a long, uncharacteristic sigh.
The pretty young thing he had been speaking with gave him an odd look, and he shook her off, standing from the bar and walking back towards the elevator. He waited until the door shut, at least, to simply will himself to their new suite, dropping unceremoniously onto the couch.
He'd done it. The Angel had really done it. He wasn't sure if he should be happy, Angry, or very, very scared. Right then, he was managing all three just fine.
He summoned his drink to follow him, snatching it out of the air before it could land on the table, to take a nice long drink. As a demon, he really should embrace change better, but considering his track record, healthy paranoia wasn't too out of line.