mother i'm being hunted [INCOMPLETE]

Mar 02, 2009 15:44

Characters: Fallen/Crowley {sauntersthrough}, Fenrir/Klavier {asmodial}
Date/Time: February 29, just after midnight.
Location: Fallen's bed. (OOOOOOOOO no not like that B|)
Rating: Um. It's Fenrir so let's say R. At least.
Summary: Fenrir's playing around in Fallen's head again. Backdated because both I and math tests fail. Warnings for, um, FENRIR.

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He was at the wall again, low to the ground, but East wasn't there this time. The angel Aziraphale? No matter. He wasn't there, and there was a sense of relief in the air, of loss but relief at the same time. There was no need for concern or guilt.

Maybe a little guilt.

The landscape was overbright, grass too green, sky too blue, and Fallen shivered with a sense of expectation. Reptilian and low-slung, he waited, listening to the birds and waiting for their cries of alarm. He blended in with the grass but at the same time he knew he shone through like the center of the universe in his own mind, even more so because East wasn't there. If East had been there, there would be equality, at least, but now -

He realized he wasn't afraid.

~original: klavier (legion), ~good omens: crowley (fallen)

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