Fic: Lucky Hand

[todd_fan]

I figure it’s time to give these fic-writing brain cells a bit of an exercise, ready for the go_exchange which is looming ever closer. So here’s a lil’ ficlet I wrote the majority of in work.

Title: Lucky Hand
Fandom: Good Omens
Word count:1,100
Summary: Playing poker with a demon.
Warnings: None, seriously. This is the most harmless fic I’ve wrote in a

Comments

[quantum_witch]

Sneaky bastard, saving someone's life while stealing them blind. At least he's still demon enough to keep the poor guy's money. Unless Aziraphale guilts him out of it.

[todd_fan]

Oh yes, I mean, he has to have something to kid himself that he's done a bad deed.

Aziraphale would probably want him to give it to a charity of some kind. Bloody angel.

[b_c_draygon]

Oooo, this is clever! I love how, all the way through, it seems like Crowley's doing something bad - when in fact he's doing the guy a favour. :) And I like how you didn't actually state what ship you meant, but there's no question about which one it is.

Thank you for sharing!

[todd_fan]

Thank you, yep. I wanted people to come to their own conclusions with it :D

[shinobi_mi_chan]

Oooh, nice! *Well* done! Crowley's such a little demon.... saving someone's life like that! I loved it. :D

[todd_fan]

Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[lanenk]

Ooh Tricksy demon... That was very cleverly done.
I had a feeling he had something up his sleeve but I didn't figure it out till the very end.
<3

[todd_fan]

Thank you, I'm glad. I wanted to keep people guessing until the end.

[ladymouse2]

Ah! As soon as tickets for departure to a new life were in the pot, I wondered if... I liked your extremely subtle reference to the year alone as well as the physical description of the four great smokestacks of the doomed liner.

With any other demon than Crowley, of course, this loss would blight those human lives; but with him...

I like that Crowley seems to pull this save on a whim, NOT from an obligation to his counterpart, that he has certain little self-delusions to justify his "good deed in evil clothing" and that he remains unabashedly on top of things, sleekly charming as befits the model of all other Tricksters.

He's always breathtaking when he's being the ultimate Mysterious Stranger passing through someone's life, whether playing poker per se or not, holding all the metaphorical cards and who, having bent the branch, glides smoothly and without explanation back out of that life.

[todd_fan]

Thank you, I really wanted to go with subtley with the whole thing.

I love your fic comments, you're always so descriptive and get it right on the button. I'm glad you enjoyed :D