-58- All This Useless Beauty

[luckyvalentine]

[the journal falls open to a loud rattling sound and a small crunch of metal, accompanied by blaring Queen. Guess where Faye is!]

[an obviously drunken titter] --Oops.

[she shuts off the engine and hops out to sit on the slightly dented hood, taking her journal with her]

Oh well. He deserves it. Honestly... [a dramatic sigh] They all deserve it. And

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1/idk I'll tell you when I'm done

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is well used to being in tune to the sounds of Queen. This is because nine times out of ten, it means someone is messing about with his car]

[onlyanapple]

[And the crashing sounds make it even clearly that som...

That was Faye]

[onlyanapple]

[Drunk Faye

And she's STOLEN his car. And from the sounds of it, wrecked it]

[onlyanapple]

[Bollocks. This meant he had to go where she was to deal with this problem, before she destroyed it MORE]

[onlyanapple]

[...But what if she wants to jump him again?]

[onlyanapple]

[Or worse...

What if she tries to have sex with him...in the Bentley?]

done!

[onlyanapple]

[No. No he can't abandon his baby because of his own fears. He has to pull through, FOR THE BENTLEY.

He'll wear extra layers just in case, though.

And in a few moments, have a Crowley striding out of the castle towards the car. He looks very unamused]

Valentine!

[luckyvalentine]

[yep, there's the Bentley, kind of crashed into some hedges and maybe a tree, with Faye lounging triumphantly and drunkenly on its hood. She's currently inspecting her face in her compact mirror and doesn't look up when she hears his voice]

There you are.

[onlyanapple]

[Oh Someone look at the state of that car]

What did you do to my CAR?!

[luckyvalentine]

It's nice out. ...And my ship can't carry much.

[don't mind all the shopping bags in the back of your car]

[onlyanapple]

That doesn't mean you can just go out and go...go shopping in my car?

[He points at her] Get off and get your stuff out of there so I can fix it.

[luckyvalentine]

[she lowers her mirror and looks up at him blankly, revealing a definite bruise under the corner of her mouth, and a smartly split lower lip]

I was just trying to feel better, okay? You don't have to get all... huffy.

[onlyanapple]

You should have known I'd get huffy when you took...

[Oh he sees those injuries]

...Who did that to you?

[luckyvalentine]

Isn't it terrible? Ugh... [mournfully mumbled into her mirror]

[onlyanapple]

[He'll step a little closer, forgetting his whole 'keep Faye at arms length' plan thanks to stupid concern for her]

That's not telling me who did it. [He'll reach out to touch her face, because, well, he's used to healing her by now. It's become an almost automatic reaction]

[luckyvalentine]

Mm-- [careful there, Crowley. She blinks a little when he touches her face, bringing back the memory from the lobby as she eyes his hand. Ah yes, now she remembers.]

[after that thoughtful drunken pause, she huffs another sigh] I found out what happened, too. I figured out the big bad mystery; who tried to kill me.