003 | Maybe You Should Lay Off the Sauce

[eyesofaserpent]

[He'd been surprised how few drinks it took to get him drunk. And of course in the drunken wallowing, he'd forgotten he'd lost all his powers and couldn't sober up at will, like usual. Cue a staggering Crowley slamming open the door to the bar.]

Where in the bloody... bloody hell are my sssunglasss--- sssun--- ssshadesss?!

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[eyesofaserpent]

Tried lookin' before I drank...

Even went back to my world... Jussst found thisss bloody crosss...

[He held up a silver cross that was clean and perfect, certainly not something that belonged on his world.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Have at...

[He clumsily thrusts the cross into Brax's hand.]

Bloody thing ssshould be burning me. Ssshouldn't be able to touch at all... Account of... Of... [He waves his hand vaguely.] of being holy and ssshit...

[piloted02]

[He shouldn't laugh. He won't laugh. He just simply believes that seeing a man who had come off as a bad ass so effortlessly and has insane biblical powers drunk off his ass is incredibly amusing.]

You alright, Crowley?

[eyesofaserpent]

[Crowley leaned heavily on the door frame and gave it a half-hearted glare.]

Not really... 'M weak... And my sssungl--- ssshadesss're gone. Poof. Disssaport--- Disssisss--- Vanissshed.

[piloted02]

[Suffering succotash? Duo moves over and offers an arm to lean on.] C'mon. Let's get you somewhere to sit.

Sunglasses, huh? You're not the only one whose missing something around here.

[eyesofaserpent]

[He eyes the offered arm a bit suspiciously for a moment before finally nodding and moving to lean on him.]

You're misssing sssomething too?