In the year 232 AD Porphyry was born

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley wasn't surprised by waking up from a long sleep. After all, it wouldn't be the first time he'd done it, and it wouldn't be the last. Unlike the vast majority of castle residents, he'd had a dreamless sleep, one of the pros of being a demon. They didn't have a true imagination. Not enough to conjure up a dream or a nightmare, anyway.

Still, he'd checked the journal to find...nothing. For days, except a few worried comments from people in the town. So this was a castle thing then. Right. He'd probably better check that people aren't dead or something. That would have been unfortunate. There were people he liked here.

And so the demon decided to go check if people were alive or not. Not that he cared. He was just curious. Yeah. Unfortunately for Crowley, he'd decided to check up on Faye, who's nameplate was most decidedly not there any more and who's room was very empty. Fuck. It had happened again]

For anyone who gives a damn, Faye Valentine has gone home.

[He closed his journal and headed back to his room, preparing for his usual plan of drinking until he could pretend he didn't care about anything any more. Drink away the hurt and the bubbling anger at this stupid damn castle that just ruined everyone's lives. ...Except his booze cabinet was empty. This was unusual, but hey he knew a lot of assholes who stole things, so he made the extra trip to the Nines...only to find the booze there gone too. When he speaks into the journal now, he's angry. Very angry]

Right, so where the fuck has all the alcohol gone? Because if someone thinks this is funny, I'm not laughing. You can probably tell from my tone that I'm not laughing. But if you can't, let me clue you in. This is the tone of voice used when someone or something is going to be set on fucking fire if there isn't a reasonable explanation for this.

Comments

[scinlae]

[ His answer makes her laugh. ]

Simple and effective ─ against those with a less stubborn disposition.

[onlyanapple]

Yes, it's the stubborn buggers you have to watch out for.

[scinlae]

It would be simpler if they simply left, or lost their will. [ THEN THEY WON'T BE ANNOYING AS HELL. ]

But that would be boring.

[onlyanapple]

And who wants a boring existence? Not me.

[scinlae]

I'm sure you'd shrivel away into nothingness if your existence ever become boring. [ She grins and takes a long drink from her glass. ]

[onlyanapple]

I really would, and the rest of you wouldn't be far behind me. After all, however could you all exist without me?

[scinlae]

Quiet easily. [ Teasing. ] I existed without problem for over twenty years, I am certain I would survive if you shriveled away.

[onlyanapple]

Oh, I don't know, Morgana. Back then you didn't know what you were missing.

[scinlae]

Your lack of faith in me hurts, Crowley, truly I am wounded.

[onlyanapple]

That's me, wounding the population since year.dot.

[scinlae]

Utterly heartless. [ She downs most of her wine perhaps a little too quickly. ]

[onlyanapple]

[He makes a mental note of that action] Are you surprised?

[scinlae]

Not in the slightest. [ And she refills her glass. ] Better to have no heart at all than to have one, nothing can harm you then.

[onlyanapple]

Ahh, but that's where they get you, you see. Because even when you think you have that pesky heart business sorted out, it jumps out to screw you over all over again.

[scinlae]

If only there were a way to rid oneself of it once and for all.

[onlyanapple]

If you ever figure that one out, please let me know.

[scinlae]

You will be the first to know.

[onlyanapple]

There's a good girl.