[locked to Aziraphale]

[wily_serpent]

*Crowley looks even more annoyed than is usual for him (since arriving at camp, at least). He's grinding his teeth as he stalks through the library, clearly looking for someone or something. He gives one of the rebelling encyclopedia a malicious little kick before barging into the room that seems to pass for Aziraphale's office, where he finds the angel, doing... something productive and good, he's certain.*

Don't discorporeate me, and whatever you do, DON'T say "I told you so." Or anything else remotely resembling sage wisdom.

I fucked up.