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They weren't even subtle about it.
If they would just realize a threesome with Catherine would solve all their problems, they could have sex and then they could just kill each other and no one would care.
[He says it like it's such an obvious solution.]
If they would just realize a threesome with Catherine would solve all their problems, they could have sex and then they could just kill each other and no one would care.
[He says it like it's such an obvious solution.]
[He takes her salamander - he wants the head - and his mouth firms just a little.]
Incredible.
You know. They're not all that stupid.
Incredible.
You know. They're not all that stupid.
Everything they do is tailored for a short life. No wonder we can't understand them.
I don't think they care as much about that part.
Morality, sometimes. Family. Friends. Practicing their art.
My mortal likes sex. Almost as much as I do.
[Which: impressive.]
Do you like him, Pru?
[Which: impressive.]
Do you like him, Pru?
How sweet. No wonder you're so attached.
[ Prudence doesn't think liking sex is a particularly odd trait in teenage boys, mortal or warlock, but if Nick is happy then she supposes it doesn't really matter. ]
He has a cute face. As long as he remains low maintenance, I'm sure I'll enjoy him just fine.
[ Prudence doesn't think liking sex is a particularly odd trait in teenage boys, mortal or warlock, but if Nick is happy then she supposes it doesn't really matter. ]
He has a cute face. As long as he remains low maintenance, I'm sure I'll enjoy him just fine.
He's fascinated with magic.
[His hands trail down her arms.]
If you ever want to share-
[His hands trail down her arms.]
If you ever want to share-
Poison pop?
[That's not going to be enough and he knows it, but start low.]
[That's not going to be enough and he knows it, but start low.]
[At some point during the day, a black wrapped parcel appears on Prudence's bed, an envelope on top. Inside the parcel is a very tacky t-shirt from Duplicity's (animal) zoo. In the envelope, there's a simple note.]
Took a trip to the zoo the other day, thought I'd get you a gift while I was there.
[The note is signed with a black serpent, exactly the same as the 'tattoo' at Crowley's temple, so he figures she can guess who it's from.]
Took a trip to the zoo the other day, thought I'd get you a gift while I was there.
[The note is signed with a black serpent, exactly the same as the 'tattoo' at Crowley's temple, so he figures she can guess who it's from.]
[ Suffice it to say she puzzles over the gift for a day or two, wondering what it means. What kind of message he's trying to communicate here. Whatever it is, Prudence finds it utterly unfathomable.
She astral projects before him -- wherever he may be -- holding the t-shirt out like one might hold a feral animal, far away from themselves. ]
What the heaven is this, Crowley? [ She points to the logo, demanding answers. ] Some sort of secret society?
She astral projects before him -- wherever he may be -- holding the t-shirt out like one might hold a feral animal, far away from themselves. ]
What the heaven is this, Crowley? [ She points to the logo, demanding answers. ] Some sort of secret society?
[She really ought to call before she astral projects, but fortunately for both of them he's up on the terrace roof, in the process of repotting one the plants Martin left behind. He looks up at the sound of her voice, brushing soil off his hands.]
It's from a zoo, you know, with all the animals? S'called a souvenir, it's meant to be tacky.
[That's his excuse, at least.]
It's from a zoo, you know, with all the animals? S'called a souvenir, it's meant to be tacky.
[That's his excuse, at least.]
Edited (lost some words) 2020-05-19 05:23 (UTC)
[ Call? Call?! Look, Crowley, she hates using the phone. She hates having a phone. This is how witches call each other.
Well, one of a few ways, all of them about equally ridiculous.
She considers the shirt again, squinting dubiously. ]
A zoo for animals? Exactly what would be the point of that?
Well, one of a few ways, all of them about equally ridiculous.
She considers the shirt again, squinting dubiously. ]
A zoo for animals? Exactly what would be the point of that?
To... see the animals?
[Zoos have existed for so long, even if they're not at all like they used to be, so he's genuinely caught off guard for a second.]
Have you not been to a zoo before?
[Zoos have existed for so long, even if they're not at all like they used to be, so he's genuinely caught off guard for a second.]
Have you not been to a zoo before?
Don't be absurd. Exactly when would I have ever been to some mortal animal house? I can see animals anywhere.
[ She crosses her arms, head shaking like she's explaining something obvious-- or still not quite grasping his meaning. Perhaps both. ]
I've spent my entire life within the walls of my Academy and the woods surrounding it. [ Well, and now here. ] That is my home.
[ She crosses her arms, head shaking like she's explaining something obvious-- or still not quite grasping his meaning. Perhaps both. ]
I've spent my entire life within the walls of my Academy and the woods surrounding it. [ Well, and now here. ] That is my home.
[Crowley knows that witches live a somewhat sequestered existence, he understands that they're a secret from the rest of humanity, but this is the first time it's clicked just how shut off they were.]
Well, they're a bit of fun, is all. You get to see animals you don't usually see, like polar bears, and gorillas and tigers. Pretty tropical snakes from far off countries. [He liked the snakes.] That sort of thing. The one here isn't as good as some back home, but I'd take you if you ever wanted to go.
Well, they're a bit of fun, is all. You get to see animals you don't usually see, like polar bears, and gorillas and tigers. Pretty tropical snakes from far off countries. [He liked the snakes.] That sort of thing. The one here isn't as good as some back home, but I'd take you if you ever wanted to go.
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