Drink Count: 11 || "Take Me In, Tender Woman," Sighed the Snake

[eyesofaserpent]

A. [Action: 915 Bilko Boulevard, morning]

[Oh look, there's a package on the porch for Crowley. Well, to be honest, Crowley picks it up with a glitter on the lenses of his sunglasses. So far, Mayfield's gifts to him have been good, so he really has no reason to be wary of this box. He takes it to the kitchen to open it and... He feels a rush of energy that tingles on his skin and knowledge dropped into his mind about what he has just regained: his ability to change his shape.

So, just to test it out, he suddenly takes the form of a snake and flicks his forked tongue in amusement. In fact to any of the residents of 915 Bilko were to walk into the kitchen, they would see a snake that gives the impression of being mighty proud of himself.]

Hallo.

[Oh yeah, this snake can talk.]


B. [Action: About town, afternoon]

[Crowley's trying out a different shape. He's slinking around town as a woman with raven black hair, cherry red lips, and shades. He's wearing a slinky, low-cut, white with black polka dotted pencil skirt dress and black snakeskin Louboutin stilettos. He looks like every teenage boy's wet dream: the quintessential pinup girl.

Crowley still seems rather pleased with himself, parading around town like this. Go ahead. Approach him. He won't bite. Not even you, Loki.]


C. [Action: Olney's Tavern, evening]

[Well, he's not behind the bar. He isn't allowed behind the bar tonight because he's a woman. In fact, he keeps getting disapproving looks from the patrons of the tavern.

Crowley found out he was stuck a couple hours back. It was like he forgot his favorite shape. Really, it is just a set back, though a very frustrating one. Clearly, it's been too long since he changed his shape.

He drummed his perfectly painted red fingernails on the counter before taking a sip of her Apple Crisp.]

Bollocks... I really buggered this up, didn't I?


((ooc: To anyone selecting B or C, I will be responding with eyesofafemsnake so I can use the pretty icons.))

Comments

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Not really so much anymore. Ever since the apocalypse didn't happen, I've been fresh out of a job. It's difficult to stop cold turkey. But I've managed well enough.

Here in Mayfield I may cause a small amount of mischief, but I blame that on whoever had the brilliant idea of trapping me in this town with Loki and without Aziraphale.

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

Ah. Then you, ah, may want to watch your posture, that angle and that dress are not compatible.

[ Which translates to Crowley you are this close to flashing him, said in the most prim and gentlemanly tone he can manage. ]

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Oh? [He looks down at his cleavage and snorts.]

What? Worried I might seduce you, Rupert?

[He leans back in the chair, sipping his cocktail.]

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

I would at least hope you'd do it over better whisky.

[ He flicks his empty glass a brief, longing look. ]

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[He laughs and gets up, setting his own glass on the table.] Oh, all right, I'll go grab the good stuff.

[He doesn't yet have his ability to travel unnoticed, but he does manage to slip behind the bar unnoticed and duck down. After about 30 seconds he pops back up and back over to Giles's table with a dusty old bottle of scotch.]

I hope this will suffice.

[He goes about picking a cobweb out of his hair, though there's another he doesn't notice near his shades.]

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ Giles almost calls him back at the automatic flash of guilt to be inconveniencing a lady, before realizing how utterly ridiculous that is. He simply smiles his relief as Crowley returns. ]

Thank you.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Not a problem. I'll make sure the bottle gets put on some drone's tab. They never notice.

[He opens up the bottle and pours some into Giles's glass.]

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ He picks it up gratefully. ]

So, ah, you mentioned something about averting the apocalypse?

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Er... Yes. Kind of messed it up there for a bit, but it all turned out alright in the end.

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ Giles drinks his Scotch with the same faint air of relief, slightly less flustered when he puts down the glass. This, at least, is a subject he knows. ]

I've seen some very close calls, in my own world.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Somehow I'm not surprised. Close calls seem to be a common theme in life.

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

When all of humanity is at stake, I'd not mind a break every now and then.

[ Giles shakes his head and has another gulp of whisky. Six threats to the world defeated in the five years he's been an active Watcher-- or did the murdered hellgod make seven? Some were worse than others, granted, and that fight was the worst of all. ]

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[He nods. He knows what he is willing to give up to save the world.]

Humanity is, if nothing, resilient.

[watchedher.livejournal.com]

[ He toys with the glass and considers. ]

Do all demons share your views on humanity, where you're from? At home, I know of thousands of species, some deeply violent and others entirely pleasant. But those sorts tend to be rather few and far between, I'm afraid.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

No, no... I'm probably the only one. My kind wanted Armageddon. I'm the only one who's been up here from the beginning. I'm the only one who's really seen it all. I think they say I've "gone native".

[He shrugs.