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[The livery stables are disgusting. As if it wasn't enough to have huge, stinking live horses around, they have to deal with their inanimate remains and bulking spectral forms. He was happy to leave them but displeased to find himself in the Guardsmen's Tower, though luckily it seems diversions work as well with ghosts as live people. He tarries for a bit in the Banquet Hall, unable to resist spooking a few of the ghosts (if you'll pardon the pun). The ballroom proves trickier, and the crowd fights him before he gives in to the dance.*
It's in the Menagerie that he really loses his nerve. He thought it was filled only with particularly evocative statues, but that was before noticing the life in their eyes. That's when he decides to leave -- made more difficult by the swarm of astral serpents and the thump of approaching footsteps.
This is all too oddly familiar for comfort.]
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[When Crowley broadcasts it's from a cell in the guest rooms. Behind him the Stern Woman reads aloud from her book, intoning his sins. Not all the speech is audible: "lies," "temptation," "corruption," and "damnation" are repeated. He seems entirely unconcerned by this, even relaxed.]
Right, that's it, I'm throwing in the towel. I got past the guards, the overexcitable diners, the dancers**, and the spectral worms and giant robot in the freakish statue gallery. [He grimaces; that was one of the more disturbing places he's been.] Why is it always giant robots with you people?
This place is safer than anywhere else I've seen. I'm staying here. [He powers up his iPod and puts on a pair of earbuds.] I'll go back to the Mezzanine later. Text me if I miss anything.
*It's not as stupid as it sounds.
**This occasion marks the first time since 1886 that Crowley was grateful he knew how to waltz.
[The livery stables are disgusting. As if it wasn't enough to have huge, stinking live horses around, they have to deal with their inanimate remains and bulking spectral forms. He was happy to leave them but displeased to find himself in the Guardsmen's Tower, though luckily it seems diversions work as well with ghosts as live people. He tarries for a bit in the Banquet Hall, unable to resist spooking a few of the ghosts (if you'll pardon the pun). The ballroom proves trickier, and the crowd fights him before he gives in to the dance.*
It's in the Menagerie that he really loses his nerve. He thought it was filled only with particularly evocative statues, but that was before noticing the life in their eyes. That's when he decides to leave -- made more difficult by the swarm of astral serpents and the thump of approaching footsteps.
This is all too oddly familiar for comfort.]
[Video]
[When Crowley broadcasts it's from a cell in the guest rooms. Behind him the Stern Woman reads aloud from her book, intoning his sins. Not all the speech is audible: "lies," "temptation," "corruption," and "damnation" are repeated. He seems entirely unconcerned by this, even relaxed.]
Right, that's it, I'm throwing in the towel. I got past the guards, the overexcitable diners, the dancers**, and the spectral worms and giant robot in the freakish statue gallery. [He grimaces; that was one of the more disturbing places he's been.] Why is it always giant robots with you people?
This place is safer than anywhere else I've seen. I'm staying here. [He powers up his iPod and puts on a pair of earbuds.] I'll go back to the Mezzanine later. Text me if I miss anything.
*It's not as stupid as it sounds.
**This occasion marks the first time since 1886 that Crowley was grateful he knew how to waltz.
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Date: 2015-03-02 04:34 am (UTC)I got a weapon in the basement.
[She nod at an iron fire poker, lying on the floor next to her.]
And I ran into different people sometimes, but we always got separated. The monsters in the bedroom... I don't know. I was all, like, tempted by them a little bit, but I wasn't in there for that long so they didn't catch hold of me; not totally. And then I found Mason, and I knew I needed to get him out, 'cause he was really far gone. So I did.
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Date: 2015-03-02 04:54 am (UTC)[Smart thinking. A fire poker might not make too much of a difference on many of the beings here but at least it gives her some hope. He needs to find a weapon of his own.]
Who? And who's coming to meet you? [He nods and may squeeze her a little bit.] Sorry you guys went through that. Especially Captain Coma over there.
What did the monsters try?
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Date: 2015-03-02 05:00 am (UTC)What did they try on me or on him?
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Date: 2015-03-02 05:38 am (UTC)On you. Did you see everything that happened to him?
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Date: 2015-03-02 05:41 am (UTC)And nah, I didn't. He'd been in there for a little bit when I showed up, I think. With me, they just tried to give me food and wine, kissed the back of my hand, tried to get me to go off with them-- that kind of thing. I think it was food, booze, and sex with them.
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Date: 2015-03-02 06:51 am (UTC)And that's not your thing?
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Date: 2015-03-02 06:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-02 07:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-02 03:27 pm (UTC)And I still ain't kissing you.
[She attempts a smile, trying to lighten the mood.]