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eyesofaserpent ([personal profile] eyesofaserpent) wrote2008-02-21 05:23 pm
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Looking for some Booze [open]

Who: Crowley & ____?
When: Early Evening
Where: City Center

Crowley was pissed.  He was alone in this strange city.   Somewhere in his mind he wondered if Adam had something to do with all of this.  He didn't think the anti-christ would have, but he wasn't about to put it past him.  Maybe he got bored.

What Crowley needed now was a stiff drink.  He got out of the car and leaned against it.  Where was Aziraphale when he needed him.  At least if he were there they could get drunk together.

[identity profile] claire-baxter.livejournal.com 2008-02-22 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Claire saw the unfamiliar man leaning against the car. She was walking home from the grocery store, a bottle of Jack she'd grabbed swinging in one hand. As usual, her outfit was carefully selected. Today it was simpler than usual- a little black dress and killer black heels. She tilted her head when she saw the man.

"Howdy," she said. She put out a hand. "Claire Baxter. You look about as happy to be here as I am."

[identity profile] claire-baxter.livejournal.com 2008-02-22 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"My story?" she asked. "It's terribly boring unless you find falling into a mirror after extremely regrettable se- er, actions- interesting." She shook her head and opened the bottle, taking a small sip. "What about you? Oh and I'm as happy as a clam. At low tide."

[identity profile] claire-baxter.livejournal.com 2008-02-22 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
She laughed. "That's a shame," she said. "But, yes, having an awesome ride makes it much better." She held out the bottle of Jack with a friendly smile.

[identity profile] claire-baxter.livejournal.com 2008-02-23 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
She was watching him with interest.

"So where are you from?" she asked.