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May 09, 2010 19:45

"So are you denying you were involved?"

"Wasn't that the gist of what I was saying?"

"But - if you'll forgive me for saying so, my dear - isn't that rather the sort of silliness you enjoy?"

"Are you suggesting I don't take the election process seriously?"

"Oh, and that gaffe was a part of the election process, was it?"

"Well, public transparency is important in these things, don't you think?"

"You don't feel it was a little... juvenile?"

"Aren't most little old ladies from Manchester bigots anyway?"

"Non-sequitur, I'm afraid. My serve."

"Bugger."

One angel and one demon, feet discreetly tangled under the table, sharing a tall pitcher of something that looks like fruit juice but is, in all probability, considerably more alcoholic.

From the sound of things, they're feeling rather sociable tonight.

(Of course, if you should need to catch either of them alone, you're not entirely out of luck. One of the many benefits of an ethereal constitution is that refreshments that are merely considerably alcoholic needn't slow one down for quite some time. It's more or less a certainty that each of them, at some point or another, will be sallying forth to Bar herself to replenish supplies.)

[OOC: Two occult beings for the price of one! Tag either or tag both - just mention which in your comment.]

aziraphael, crowley

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