Before dawn, Friday Morning

[vampire_darla]

Darla paused in her packing to write Mr. Crowley a note:
Dearest Mr. Crowley

Comments

[mparkerceo]

[To the pain! *fires up flamethrower*]

[crazyvampchick]

*yawns* Been there, done that. Can't you find a prettier way to try and hurt us?

[psycho_barbie]

[*looks at flames* But fire is pretty...]

[mparkerceo]

[Sprinkler system full of holy water? I bet it would make interesting patterns as you melt.]

[crazyvampchick]

*snuggles Darla very close*

[vampire_darla]

*very close*

[leeadama]

*films*

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Yes Lee...that's what girls look like.

[cameronmitchell]

((*sharpens sword for room trashing*))

[crazyvampchick]

*Sunshine waves at you from the duck pond*

[cameronmitchell]

*talks to Tex about bombing the pond*

[crazyvampchick]

*waves in a manner vaguely reminiscent of a squid trying to remind someone that she's never actually hurt anyone except some zombies*

Squid tentacles can too look innocent. Really.

[flash_serpent]

The Demon reads the note. Then reads it again. And once again...before he retreats to the basement to have a furious raging tantrum. His witch and now his vampire...humans were really beginning to annoy him.

Woe to anyone who crossed him or his while he was in such a foul mood. like Bel or Logan or...you know, those who take up torches and pitchforks.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Shows a modicum of self-preservation instinct and...uh...hides.

[flash_serpent]

One smart one. Be grateful you signed the contract, pet.