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]

Always a good idea.

[He waves to the bartender on duty and calls out:] Barkeep! Two Singapore Slings!

If I have to go over there and teach him how to make a bloody cocktail from the bloody fifties, I'm going to tear him a new asshole when I'm behind the bar again...

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Hm. Do personality changes come with the form or have you always been so violent?

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

When it comes to drones and cocktails? Nah, no change.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Picky about your drinks?

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Easily bored. And those drone idiots behind the counter don't know how to make anything more recent than a bloody Seabreeze.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Perhaps I could rustle up something more to your tastes? This was my job for three years, after all.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

I do on a regular basis, mate. They just won't let me behind the counter looking like this.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Discrimination? Surely not. Perhaps you ought to show them the proper way to treat a lady.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

"A lady has no place behind a bar." I'm lucky they haven't thrown me out of here in general. I can feel the disapproving looks of some of the drones on the back of my head.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Then, does the lady, perhaps, require a gallant and charming defender?

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[Crowley laughs.]

I suppose, if you want. But for the most part, I think I have things managed.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Pity. I so rarely have the chance to be gallant and charming...

[Their drinks arrive just as Grimsley stands up.]

Ah. Why don't you help yourself to both? Since it appears you have things well in hand... I believe I should be on my way.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Oh... Well, alright. I'm sure you've plenty to do.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

There is nothing more important than shamelessly teasing you, my dear Crowley, but I do believe I had another date tonight.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[He arches a brow.]

A date?

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Indeed.

I must find something to do to entertain myself, after all. And drone girls do blush quite charmingly.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[Okay, both eyebrows have shot up.]

And just what do you do with them?

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

...My good man. Nothing like what you're thinking, I assure you.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

Then do enlighten me.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

A movie, a nice meal, some fine wine... Is that too much to ask?

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

I would think not.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Precisely. And no, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to watch Casablanca.

For the sixth time.

[eyesofafemsnake.livejournal.com]

[He snorts at that and sips his drink.]

Well, I'll be rooting for you, mate.

[tenebrousking.livejournal.com]

Here's looking at ya, kid.

[And out the door he goes.]