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eyesofaserpent ([personal profile] eyesofaserpent) wrote2008-03-19 01:57 pm
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Oh, Great...

Who: Crowley, Christopher, Vicki, and ...?
Date and time: March 19, night
Where: City Park, Hospital
Rating: Worksafe, language
Summary: Crowley's unusually quiet, which may not be all that good...

Crowley grumbled and walked the park. It reminded him slightly of St. James park as there was a pond with ducks in it looking expectantly at him. Of course he didn't have any bread crumbs, that was the angel's duty. He was, in fact, eating an apple. He'd grown rather fond of the fruit over the many centuries.

And now that he was here, it seemed the angel was bound and determined to be locked in his bookshop. Joy. Now that Crowley had rational company that he, dare I say it, enjoyed, the bastard was hiding again. Crowley wondered just how bad it could be if they stayed here. He rather liked his world. He understood it. And this place was eccentric at best, downright bat shit crazy at worst.

He skipped a rock over the pond, narrowly avoiding a duck (that was now flying off with a start). He took another bite of the apple.

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Sadly I must take the gentleman's word for it. I only just found myself here recently," he spoke while getting to his feet. "My name is Christopher" He gave a small formal bow. "I don't know who this man is."

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
Vicki nodded quietly in their directions, "I'm Vicki. Vicki Nelson. I'm a private investigator out of Toronto. I'm here with ... Or, I was with Mike Celluci, Toronto Police. Don't suppose any of that matters right now." She breathes out slowly, offering her hand in Crowley's direction, then towards Christopher. She's managed to keep to her feet this long but now that adrenaline is mostly worn off she's looking just a touch shaky. Still, for as bad as she looked when she was down she must be a spitfire tough girl.

[identity profile] enchanter-chant.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Lets go there, they should have bandages and stuff at least." He took her hand to shake it, and then offered an arm if she felt she needed to lean on him.

Turning to Crowley he looked a bit surprised. "You have a car? can I see it later?"

[identity profile] vickie-nelson.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
(Taking this to a fresh reply so we aren't all text-squished)