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[Crowley appears a bit too calm for someone who is now on the clock. Especially for someone whose inmate is a cautionary tale of megalomania and terrifying necromancy mixed in with pride before falls and deals with the devil (although he thinks he can do something with that). Yes, he's actually kind of nervous, but he's reminding himself very hard that beneath it all Arthas is human.
That makes him no less dangerous, but it puts him on more familiar ground. Crowley likes humans. He'll just have to give himself a little time to synthesize "human" with "undead and homicidal."
When he gets to Arthas' door he knocks and opens it to the barrier Pounce put up, and leans against the frame with an unlit cigarette between his lips.]
Well you're fucked, aren't you?
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It's been six months and no one realized I was a warden? Ask someone to open one door for you and suddenly you're the bad guy. You don't have much faith in your fellow man, do you?
Probably prudent.
Anyway, just a note: [the camera catches Arthas' door, open to the hallway but blocked by what looks like a wall of purple fire.] The faceless voiceless authority has spoken and zombie Alexander the Great is mine. Get your own.
[Crowley appears a bit too calm for someone who is now on the clock. Especially for someone whose inmate is a cautionary tale of megalomania and terrifying necromancy mixed in with pride before falls and deals with the devil (although he thinks he can do something with that). Yes, he's actually kind of nervous, but he's reminding himself very hard that beneath it all Arthas is human.
That makes him no less dangerous, but it puts him on more familiar ground. Crowley likes humans. He'll just have to give himself a little time to synthesize "human" with "undead and homicidal."
When he gets to Arthas' door he knocks and opens it to the barrier Pounce put up, and leans against the frame with an unlit cigarette between his lips.]
Well you're fucked, aren't you?
[Public]
It's been six months and no one realized I was a warden? Ask someone to open one door for you and suddenly you're the bad guy. You don't have much faith in your fellow man, do you?
Probably prudent.
Anyway, just a note: [the camera catches Arthas' door, open to the hallway but blocked by what looks like a wall of purple fire.] The faceless voiceless authority has spoken and zombie Alexander the Great is mine. Get your own.
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:28 am (UTC)Are you here to let me out?
[The tone suggests: if not, go away.]
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:37 am (UTC)[He leans forward and tries to light the cigarette on the purple fire, fails, and frowns, then lights it with a gesture instead.]
What's with the lightshow?
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:47 am (UTC)[The lightshow isn't his, but there's really only one thread of conversation he's interested in here.]
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:53 am (UTC)Spam
Date: 2015-06-16 02:36 am (UTC)Talk to the cat. I didn't put it here.
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From:spam - i'm sorry this is so late.....
From:spam - why? <3
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From:spam - ty for letting me edit
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From:spam - had permission to skip this time
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:31 am (UTC)And he isn't a zombie.
[Rude.]
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:39 am (UTC)[He sounds entirely too amused.]
Not technically, but it's an easy descriptor. Like "smartass" for me, although I am so much more than that.
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:42 am (UTC)[Seriously. Don't. They are not zombies. She's not kidding.]
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:34 am (UTC)Private text
Date: 2015-06-16 01:42 am (UTC)I can only hope this will be a lengthy judging period.
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Date: 2015-06-16 01:46 am (UTC)Private text
Date: 2015-06-16 01:55 am (UTC)Not surprised you can keep a secret too, but I'm surprised you could keep one from me.
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Date: 2015-06-16 06:56 pm (UTC)That ain't a compliment, by the way.
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Date: 2015-06-16 07:16 pm (UTC)video;
Date: 2015-06-17 05:39 pm (UTC)[ But the barrier won't give him any sass, since Arthas is now well and truly Not His Problem. ]
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Date: 2015-06-17 07:54 pm (UTC)[Sorry for the speciesism. Crowley loathes cats.]
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Date: 2015-06-17 07:56 pm (UTC)[ Cats don't care if you like them. Cats don't care what you think. ]
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