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Sep 16, 2011 15:36

[When the video feed clicks on, Jinx is sitting, absolutely wide-eyed, in her favorite chair at S.S. Kahve. In the far corner of the screen, an employee can be seen cleaning up a puddle of spilled coffee. Well, less spilled, more like dropped without a single ounce of remorse. What can she say? The little metahuman is anxious, excited, and still ( Read more... )

c: blaine anderson, c: claudio kilgannon, c: gabriel/the trickster, !: jinx, c: magneto, c: roxas, c: gamzee makara

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[Offline] kissesdarling September 16 2011, 23:51:16 UTC

[Why, look, Crowley in the room before you can blink. Demons are rude that way.]

Five more?

[This girl is going to die. For the love of God, people are stupid.]

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 17 2011, 00:05:35 UTC

[That gets her body told jolt more than the kid kicking her did.]

That's what the doctor says--do you people not know how to knock?

[Offline] kissesdarling September 17 2011, 00:24:13 UTC

You're as large as the fifth ring of Hell and the child is kicking you. Is your doctor an alcoholic?

[Ignoring the door thing. He can do what he wants. 8|]

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 17 2011, 04:58:06 UTC

No.

[Pause.]

He's a kid. But he knows what he's doing.

[Offline] kissesdarling September 18 2011, 04:44:00 UTC

Jinx.

[Crowley doesn't often use actual names -- but he feels inclined, for some reason, with this girl.]

You are suicidally difficult and stupendously self-absorbed, but you aren't stupid.

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 18 2011, 05:34:14 UTC

[Who's suppressing her brain to be optimistic? This kid.]

The last time I checked, looking through people was rude.

[Offline] kissesdarling September 18 2011, 15:09:45 UTC

I don't need to use any gift to see who and what you are. It's a trick of my trade. It's why I'm good and everyone else is dead.

[He appears remarkably serious.]

Has anyone bothered to tell you the truth?

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 19 2011, 07:52:11 UTC

[Of course they have, but she's too damn stubborn to listen.]

People have bothered to tell me a lot of things.

[Offline] kissesdarling September 19 2011, 16:30:59 UTC

It's people like you that make my job so fantastically easy, you know.

[He pulls up a chair with a wave of his hand, to sit.]

Desperately stubborn to get what they want and when it all falls apart -- there I am, to steal their soul to make it all happen like magic.

[He eyes her for a moment.]

I appreciate your existence, you selfish stupid girl, which is the only reason why I'm going to bother spelling it out in a way none of your foolish idiotic friends will.

You don't have five months. You don't even have five weeks.

What are you planning on doing afterwards?

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 19 2011, 21:23:14 UTC

What I want to know is why you're sitting here begging me to rip your spine out, tailbone up, through your esophagus!

[Well, she yelled that a little loud. Her eyes are also glowing just a smidge. Usually, she would be up on her feet, growling in his face. But the thought alone of pulling herself up that quickly made her feel dizzy, which proved so many points alone.]

[Offline] kissesdarling September 19 2011, 21:52:06 UTC

[Oh, the glowing eyes are interesting -- and Crowley watches them with some amount of curiosity.

And, suddenly, Crowley has something of an aura about him. It isn't loud -- subtle, just barely there -- but powerful. The slightest tinge of Hell and demonic energy and sheer strength, for just the barest instant.]

Attacking me would be the last thing you and your little bundle of joy ever did, and please, don't allow it to come to that. I hate washing infant blood out of my clothes.

[His tone softens, but becomes slightly colder. Gone is the pleasantry and light-hearted remarks. Crowley is now all demon -- and, just like that, he is standing in the corner, his hands in his pockets, eyes cold and narrowed.]

Children, humans, they're all such fools. No deal of Satan or God will save you if you don't want to be saved yourself. Your ability to deny reality is astonishing, but from one damned soul to another -- wake up and smell the soy chai latte, darling. You are waltzing down the fast-track to disaster, and while I do enjoy a good ( ... )

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 19 2011, 22:23:26 UTC

[Jinx has to remind herself that this was Roxas' coffee shop, and if she broke it, he would be unhappy. No one threatened the sorceress like that, especially not what she was carrying. Crowley could try flaunting his power all he wanted. Her normal response to such a display would be an eye roll and the middle finger. But he really managed to get under her skin.

So, she pulls herself up. One hand goes to her stomach while the other stays at her side, fingers curling and uncurling, sparks dancing at the tips.]

Let's get one thing straight. I'm clever, and I've got enough magic up my sleeve to make you guzzle piss on command by the time I'm through. If you ever manage to harm a single hair on my head? You'll be running for the rest of your suddenly shortened life from the very powerful people who happen to adore me.

[She narrows her eyes and speaks through clenched teeth, trying not to blow every electronic in the place.] So don't you ever threaten my daughter.

[Offline] kissesdarling September 19 2011, 22:57:56 UTC

[Oh, power. Fascinating. And Crowley arches his eyebrows slightly at the statements, looking... well, grossly unbothered. Oh, a teenager with a lot of power at her fingertips to go kill things with, so what. Castiel was more terrifying and he was nothing more than a cast aside child with an absentee-daddy problem.]

Jinx. I've survived monsters that would devour the Archangel Gabriel without batting an eyelash.

[Calmly, and Crowley raises his hand slightly, the aura emanating from Jinx abruptly contained to her side of the room, himself protected from harm.]

I've no interest in harming anyone or anything during my stay here, but a friendly warning is just that -- a warning. Do not take out your temper tantrum on me, of all people. I've little patience for princesses who don't get their way. Now --

[And Crowley slides his hands back into his pockets, but the barrier still remains, in order to give space.]I believe I said you weren't stupid. Don't hide behind the big bad angelic guard dogs you've collected for yourself. Speak to me ( ... )

[Offline] hexyoutotuesday September 21 2011, 22:32:53 UTC

[There's a part of Jinx that respects people for not taking her shit. There are so many boys who let her use them as a doormat. So many people in her life she had wrapped around her little finger. It's been a good, long while since someone's stood up to her like this. Under normal circumstances, she'd initiate a fight. King of Hell or no, Crowley is deeply underestimating her. But she can't fight. Not right now with the baby.

That doesn't mean she's in the mood for talking, either. Respect or no, Crowley threatened her daughter. Something in the back of her mind screamed that she couldn't just brush that off.

With a snarl, she dismisses her powers and snatches her designer purse up off the couch.]

Go fuck yourself

[With that, she moves to leave the coffee house.]

[Offline] kissesdarling September 21 2011, 22:39:06 UTC

[He doesn't move to stop her, but he watches her go, not blinking. Jinx is fascinating -- and the child in question is a doomed abomination, even by Crowley's standard -- but it'll definitely be something interesting. That's for sure.

Interesting being death and senseless destruction and Lucifer attempting to skewer the thing.

Not so different from home, then.]

Call me when reality hits.

[It's said absently -- but should Jinx turn to respond, the demon is already gone.]

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