6 [Accidental Video]

[kissesdarling]

[The NV isn't showing much of anything, because it's in Crowley's coat pocket, though you can definitely hear some muffled cursing. It isn't in English, and it's actually quite offensive, if anyone knows Latin, but don't worry, it probably isn't directed at you. A scraping of a gate, a thrown aside trash can, and it sounds as if Crowley is walking

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[servingfather]

Having yourself a bad day there, Crowley?

[There's so much amusement and sarcasm dripping from his voice.]

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[kissesdarling]

[Fuck off, this is your fault for not loving your stupid idiotic brother, you prat.]

I'm having a wonderful day, full of rainbows and two-headed puppies.

Yourself?

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[servingfather]

[His feelings towards Lucifer have nothing to do with his brother's feelings towards you.]

Oh your day must have been terribly awful with those things involved.

Mine has just gotten better, thank you for asking.

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[kissesdarling]

Delightful.

[You asshole.]

I'm happy for your continued good will. Truly. I'll send a fruit basket.

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[servingfather]

[Hey, nobody said there was going to be peace with pieces of filth.]

And I'll be sure to dump the ashes into the depths of the ocean.

Really Crowley, things could have been so much better for you here if you'd just behaved a little.

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[kissesdarling]

[There's a long silence before Crowley turns on the video feed. He's in his apartment now, and the massive hellhound is on his rug behind him. The demon's eyes are narrowed.]

I've had enough with bowing. It's completely last century.

But thank you for the advice. I'll treasure it always.

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[servingfather]

[Nope, not switching over to video. He's perfectly fine sticking to audio.]

Now who said anything about bowing? A little hospitality can go a long way but you've been attempting to dig yourself into my side like a tiny thorn since the moment I arrived which changed everything that could have been.

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[kissesdarling]

[Crowley snorts softly to himself.]

Let's not fool ourselves, Michael. I'm a demon -- you're the most powerful archangel God could provide.

A little hospitality would have done nothing but insult you. I may as well not lie about my feelings.

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[servingfather]

While it may be true that I think of you as the scum stuck on the grating of a sewer I would have also mostly ignored your presence here and let you get on with whatever you think you need to do to give your pathetic life purpose. But now that you've purposely put yourself in my line of vision there's not really anything holding me back.

No pretend niceties.

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[kissesdarling]

[Crowley slides his hands into his pockets, keeping the NV on him by levitating it.]

I wouldn't have it any other way.

[The demon is tired. Exhausted, really. And it's been a horrendous day. And this showboating arrogance is only pissing him off further, but he has no energy to banter and put up with this crap at the moment. Not when he has things to do.]

Faking it gets rather tiresome. Don't you think?

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[servingfather]

[His voice is quiet and even without a single trace of kindness, amusement or even malice. Now this is just business between the Lion of God and the King of Hell. Congratulations.]

Then know this, demon. Cross my path again and today would have seemed like a stroll down to the crossroads.

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[kissesdarling]

[Crowley does not flinch.]

Fascinating.

[His voice is quiet, even, and he doesn't even blink.]

You threaten to torture and kill me, but only privately.

What do you have to hide?

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[servingfather]

There's absolutely nothing to hide, Crowley. In fact, I'd even make a public announcement to the entire island if I didn't know how much of a coward you are by hiding behind your locked conversations and Enochian Sigils.

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[kissesdarling]

[It takes every ounce of Crowley's self-control to resist the urge to say You're such a stupid bitch and hang up.]

Don't be jealous of my talent with your language, sweetheart. It's hardly becoming of an angel.

[Oh so very dryly, and Crowley rolls his eyes slightly to the side, to glance off camera.]

My rampant dislike of you and your kind isn't exactly a secret. I preach it proudly. So, go on, make your bloody public announcement at how badly you want to kill me, waste your time with theatrics and idiocy. I'm flattered at the attention.

[And his tone slips into something a little cooler.]

But don't be surprised when you receive a heavy smacking from the hand of God for wasting your time on me when I've done nothing to do but tell you the truth.

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[youllsayit]

[Happy eavesdropper, or happiest eavesdropper?]

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[kissesdarling]

[One day, he will kill you, and it will be the happiest day of his life.]