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[Crowley has kept his new powers virtually under wraps, using the new abilities to please himself alone: he adds a few more rooms to his cabin, updates all of his cutting-edge furniture, and does a few truly hideous things to houseplants that dramatically thrive in terror.
Now he's gotten bored, and has decided to treat the Barge to a bit of music. On loop.]
Enjoying the soundtrack? I'll change the song if anyone can suggest a better one. ["Better" here meaning "even more annoying."]
[Port spam (current)]
[Paris is a nice return to normality for Crowley. He's been before, and walking the familiar streets is almost comforting. No magic to worry about, no monsters beyond those he shares a boat with, and the food is exquisite - he missed that. The limitless credit cards he wished up for himself are serving him well, and he takes the opportunity to spoil himself.
Fancy cigarettes. Good wine. New suits. A Maserati Granturismo.
He careens down the crowded city streets at 120kph, getting away with it simply because humans know it's physically impossible; he rents a floor of a five-star hotel; he haunts the most expensive restaurants and shames the waiters; he hits nightclubs and usually walks out with at least one gorgeous young Parisian.
It's a good port.]
[Crowley has kept his new powers virtually under wraps, using the new abilities to please himself alone: he adds a few more rooms to his cabin, updates all of his cutting-edge furniture, and does a few truly hideous things to houseplants that dramatically thrive in terror.
Now he's gotten bored, and has decided to treat the Barge to a bit of music. On loop.]
Enjoying the soundtrack? I'll change the song if anyone can suggest a better one. ["Better" here meaning "even more annoying."]
[Port spam (current)]
[Paris is a nice return to normality for Crowley. He's been before, and walking the familiar streets is almost comforting. No magic to worry about, no monsters beyond those he shares a boat with, and the food is exquisite - he missed that. The limitless credit cards he wished up for himself are serving him well, and he takes the opportunity to spoil himself.
Fancy cigarettes. Good wine. New suits. A Maserati Granturismo.
He careens down the crowded city streets at 120kph, getting away with it simply because humans know it's physically impossible; he rents a floor of a five-star hotel; he haunts the most expensive restaurants and shames the waiters; he hits nightclubs and usually walks out with at least one gorgeous young Parisian.
It's a good port.]
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Date: 2015-05-24 06:11 pm (UTC)Sure, I guess...
[Then again, what kind of grown-ass man in a snappy suit encourages a teenager to steal a car?]
Wait, this is some kind of sting or something, isn't it?
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Date: 2015-05-25 12:35 am (UTC)I just don't think you can do it.
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Date: 2015-05-25 02:26 am (UTC)No...
[His eyes snap back up to Crowley's face, and he scowls.]
I could do it. No problem. Actually, it's almost too easy.
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Date: 2015-05-25 07:07 am (UTC)[Crowley smirks back and crosses his arms.]
I'll bet you'd pass by a full wallet lying on the sidewalk, wouldn't you.
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Date: 2015-05-25 11:56 pm (UTC)[But then he's turning and vaulting into the Maserati's driver's seat. He does have to duck down to fiddle with the wires he needs to hotwire the thing. His hands move a little too fast to be normal, and way too slow for his tastes.]
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Date: 2015-06-01 09:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-02 12:05 am (UTC)Must have some sort of fancy new security system. Fuck.
[Tabby or Todd could figure it out, probably. Not him.]