Another Christmas Scrooge [Open Log]

[yellow_snakeyes]

Who: Crowley and whoever wishes to harass him. 8)
What: Idle chatter, probably.
Where: The mall pond-turned-ice-rink
When: Early December
Why: Crowley needs CR. 8|
How: [bracket style] because I am lazy. 8D

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/pooooke

[wingsofsilver]

[You do that and you're gonna get zapped off that bench high into the sky. Of all the shitty things of Christmas, skating is one thing Gin doesn't mind because it's fun.

Yes, Gin knows what fun is and how to have it. Le gasp.

He's ducking and literally skating circles around the couples, the blobs with tentacles and way too many skates, even the one eyed twig that looks like a straight line. As he does this, his hands are tucked behind his back making it look easy as silver hair and a red scarf stream out behind him.

Care to join in?]

Re: /pooooke

[yellow_snakeyes]

[Oh man. Oh man. Giant tentacle beast is even more tempting now that he's spotted Gin out there among the skaters.]

[But he resists the temptation for the moment.]

[Leering from afar can be fun too, after all. 8)]

[wingsofsilver]

[He isn't sure when it is but he does eventually become aware of a set of eyes on him. It doesn't take long to pinpoint the source because there are very few who even look with him, much less bother to leer like that, so when his eyes land on you he smirks.

Being that he's actually in a good mood, he'll actually slow to a stop by the edge in front of you.]

Just going to look all day?

[yellow_snakeyes]

[He's leaning back on the bench with his arms draped along the backrest. Yes, he's still smirking.]

[Takes note of Gin's good mood and wonders if he feels like spoiling it. So he figures he might as well chat a little and see how things go~]

Not all day.

Did someone say scrooge?

[invisibill]

[Danny had been intending just to head straight home after his long day of playing Santa for alien blob children. Talk about experiences that he would never be able to unremember. Spending some time brooding over everything that was wrong about this Christmas sounded like a great idea.]

[But when he passed the icerink on his way, he found himself stopping and watching in spite of himself. Funny how those things work out.]

y hallo thar fellow srcooge 8)

[yellow_snakeyes]

[Well that's a weird aura. Not that he hasn't seen his share of those since coming here. But still.]

[He senses a fellow Scrooge, but instead of showing some kindred spirit, he's gonna be an ass. 8)]

Why so depressed there, kid?

Re: y hallo thar fellow srcooge 8)

[invisibill]

[Danny blinks and looks up from the skaters]

I'm not depressed. Who said I was depressed?

[yellow_snakeyes]

No one. You look like it.

[onehotkappa]

[Hakkai's at work and Gojyo is busy dreading his own job, which starts later in the day; so with nothing better to do he wandered out and ended up at the mall.]

[he'd ended up at the stand selling hot chocolate, and after flirting with the woman selling the drinks for a few minutes, he'd ended up with a mug more than twice the normal size, almost for free]

[he wanders off again, and spots Crowley, walking over to the bench to sit next to him. He's grinning, holding his mug with both hands as he takes a sip]

Waiting for someone to fuck up and fall over?

[yellow_snakeyes]

[Oh hey it's Crowley's favorite redhead.]

[griiiin]

Something like that, yeah.

[onehotkappa]

Someone's gonna accidentally cut limbs off with those things.

[no, he's never actually seen ice skating before; he's kind of amazed because why the fuck would anyone even wanna try that?]

[yellow_snakeyes]

[Small snort of amusement]

That's not very likely, actually.

[Thankfully. He likes carnage-free days, thankyouverymuch]

[lucifer_aeterna]

[Lucifer walks by, notices Crowley, and, with a polite smile, sits beside him on the bench, not bothering to ask permission first.]

I see you've been keeping busy.

8)

[yellow_snakeyes]

[Oh. Crap. ...Is he being serious or sarcastic? It kinda sucks that Crowley can't tell.]

...'S better than being bored.

[lucifer_aeterna]

[He leans back a little, watching the skaters without noticeable reaction.]

True.

Quite an interesting collection of beings on this ship, don't you think?

[yellow_snakeyes]

Very interesting collection, yeah.

[Back to watching the skaters, 'cos it feels safer than looking at Lucifer.]

You been keeping busy?

[curious_copycat]

[Polly is wandering along the mall, when she notices the skating rink. Fascinated, she moves over to stand beside Crowley's bench, watching the people whiz by.]

[Without quite realizing who she's talking to, she asks:]

How do they do that?

[yellow_snakeyes]

[Well that's certainly an interesting aura that's suddenly popped up right next to him.]

[He looks up at Polly because it seems she is addressing him, and raises an eyebrow.]

Do what? Skate?

[curious_copycat]

[Polly finally looks over at him, then smiles in recognition.]

Hello, Mr. Crowley!

[She takes a seat.]

Skate? That's what it's called?

[yellow_snakeyes]

Oh. Hey. [He watches her sit down, then looks back out at the ice skaters.] Yeah, ice skating.