Ood? Now there's an odd lot. [Crowley, no.] Not sure on that one, though.
[Crowley couldn't help but let her infectious mood act as a buoy. She was excitable and adventurous and full of joy, which was as exhausting as it was refreshing. It also made him feel old.]
Alien wedding? Can't believe the angel and I missed that one. Though, the lava surfing. You might be better off for having missed that. Lava's tricky business. Melts the skin all off. Nasty sight.
[He was poked. He was much like a cat in that he really didn't like physical contact unless it was something he initiated. But Rose just continued to poke, pet, and hug him. He also took note that he hadn't done anything to really stop her, either. So maybe it didn't annoy him as much as he'd like.]
But that's just it, isn't it? I am a wily serpent. I could be-- [Oh, he gives up. She'd made up her mind and he was learning that changing it wouldn't be an easy task, if at all possible.] You think I'm fun to be around? I have it on very good authority that I am, [Prissiest, uptight imitation of his best friend's voice when he quotes him,] no fun.
You need better mates if I remind you that much of them. I suppose if you're not extending this trust to all demons and aliens you see on the street, you might be more sensible than I thought.
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[Crowley couldn't help but let her infectious mood act as a buoy. She was excitable and adventurous and full of joy, which was as exhausting as it was refreshing. It also made him feel old.]
Alien wedding? Can't believe the angel and I missed that one. Though, the lava surfing. You might be better off for having missed that. Lava's tricky business. Melts the skin all off. Nasty sight.
[He was poked. He was much like a cat in that he really didn't like physical contact unless it was something he initiated. But Rose just continued to poke, pet, and hug him. He also took note that he hadn't done anything to really stop her, either. So maybe it didn't annoy him as much as he'd like.]
But that's just it, isn't it? I am a wily serpent. I could be-- [Oh, he gives up. She'd made up her mind and he was learning that changing it wouldn't be an easy task, if at all possible.] You think I'm fun to be around? I have it on very good authority that I am, [Prissiest, uptight imitation of his best friend's voice when he quotes him,] no fun.
You need better mates if I remind you that much of them. I suppose if you're not extending this trust to all demons and aliens you see on the street, you might be more sensible than I thought.