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Tweak says, "You Think You're A Man"

Anthony J Crowley (snakelikesmile) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-03-07 14:28:00

Entry tags:

alexia winters, anthony j crowley

Who: Crowley and Alexia
What: A business meeting; which is to say, Crowley has no idea
When/Where: This evening, Alexia's London Flat
Warnings: No idea.

Crowley had been on the way to pick a... teaser, for a client, when he slid the tape into his casette player. The repetition of his name, admittedly, had Crowley worried- he hadn't been quite sure that Alexia would approve of his friendship with the Prince; he glanced around, paranoid, thinking he was about to be accosted, or worse, sent right back to Hell.

He visibly relaxed at the mention of a promotion, having to laugh hysterically at the end of the tape, when Sinatra resumed control over the stereo, sounding a little preturbed to have been upstaged. (The man always was a bit of a diva.)

Shutting the car back off, he took the time to send a quick message to his Angel and the goddess, unsure just what he was being sent off to do. However, Alexia had said he'd be waiting, so he quickly shut the device off (his business associates could figure out what to do with the child themselves), willing himself to the door of his Lord's flat. He didn't bother knocking, knowing Alexia would know he had arrived, and answer when he felt like.

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fallofman
2009-03-07 09:42 pm UTC (link)

"No, there's nobody I can actually consider using that I don't already have." Alexia said with a shrug. "They trust you, Crowley. They'll take your word, and they'll take your orders. They don't know me, so I'll be giving my orders to you directly. Don't recruit more than you yourself can handle." This was, of course, not just because the people didn't know Alexia, but because if anything were to happen where he was called away or sent back to Hell, Crowley would be the one in charge Above the pit. "It's a shame, however, that we can't harvest from other pantheons. It would be fun to know what a proper Greek meal would taste like," mused the redheaded demon, licking his lips before summoning his own cigarettes, lighting it with no flame, not visibly at least. "Oh well, we're not here to eat, we're here to plan, yes? Do you like this arrangement thus far, Cerenus? Do you have any further ideas, any better ones?"

It was odd of any King to ask the opinion of the underling, but Alexia was admittedly a scatterbrain when it came to long term plans - that's why it had been 6000 years and nothing really panned out for him, Above or Below.

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snakelikesmile
2009-03-07 09:57 pm UTC (link)

He smiled wryly at the mention of a 'Greek meal'; some of them- especially the Olympians- were soft enough that if he tried, really tried, he could likely find a way. At least against the body they inhabited at the time. But he wouldn't make the offer, knowing it would sound almost too cocky. So he decided to go with the question, instead.

"You would know if I didn't like things, Ashmedai. I'm not exactly the most emotionally complex of us. But I can't think of anything better at the moment, no. The party I'm helping the antichrist throw will give me a chance to see some of those that still oppose you. I know that the Nazarene is on invite by the whelp himself, and that a friendship between the two of them is in the works. I was worried at first, but the boy seems set in his ways enough, that it could be ripe for exploitation, if we play it right. I have a feeling he's thinking the same thing; I'll bring it up, when the moment is right," And if they could get Jesus neutralized, they would have America- and one of God's only true followers in the place- taken care of.

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fallofman
2009-03-07 10:04 pm UTC (link)

"The Christ-child is of no real concern to me, one way or another. If I were in a better mood, I'd try to convert him. However, this party you're fixing for Thorn, I may or may not come and crash. It seems like a good time to mingle, though I have things I need to do elsewhere. I've got to settle a score with some Tibetans, and a few African villages to destroy and eat. I haven't had a good meal in a while. I'm sure you understand. So have your way, Crowley. Enjoy yourself. Report back when you can." Sliding back up to a sitting position, Alexia took a drag of his cigarette and moved in a near crawl to kiss Crowley's cheek. "You're doing beautifully, brother-mine. You can be at ease."

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snakelikesmile
2009-03-07 10:10 pm UTC (link)

Admittedly, when someone like Alexia slithered towards him, shortly after not mentioning eating, Crowley tensed; it quickly melted at the kiss, making him smile slightly, with a nod. "Thank you, Brother. I'll make sure the party is worth crashing, in case you care to, but if not, I'll let you know how things fall into place. Do give my love to your Sadako when you see her next." He took one last drag off his cigarette, standing, prepared to take the dismissal the last statement seemed to be.

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fallofman
2009-03-07 10:15 pm UTC (link)

"You know me far too well, brother." Alexia said with a wink, tapping Crowley's temple lightly with a nail. "Go ahead and get back to work. You do know you're allowed to distract me at any time, should the desire strike. I'm more than open to a little fun whenever you're in the mood." He nudged Crowley before standing himself, seeing the other Demon to the door. It was only proper.

"Send my fondest to Zira as well, pet. Tell him he's got to grow a damned spine before I take that noodle he calls one out of his body and replace it with an eternally hot rod of steel." He might have been joking, but the intent was there to keep the point as pointed as possible.

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