Anthony J. Crowley (i_sauntereddown) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2009-12-11 08:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | anthony crowley, elle bishop, harleen quinzel |
Storming the Castle [Elle, later Harley]
Crowley stood at the base of the castle with an expression on his face that might have been interpreted as a smile were it on anyone else. On him it just appeared predatory. In a way, he supposed, it was. This castle, this entire experience was like prey to him. He and Elle had come here with the explicit purpose of causing trouble. Big trouble. Epic trouble.
They were going to take on a building whose base was strong. Solid. It reminded him a bit of the castles of Britain, only during their early years where they still had that new castle smell to them. That magnificence. Before the dark and dank set in.
Though, if he had his way, he and Elle would make quick work of this new monarchy. They were, in all essence, storming the castle to take the crown away from whomever it was that had it. Crowley didn't know who had the crown. He hadn't been paying that close of attention.
All he really knew was this was going to be worth the effort. It was infinitely better than killing ducks in the park, that was for sure. This was a rare opportunity in this city to do something other than lounge around lazily.
It certainly beat scaring his plants.
He looked at the doors... gates... whatever you wanted to call them, turned to look at Elle and nodded. She would know what that meant. It was time for action.