09-10-2019, 05:14 AM
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*serval shaped being
This all being said, it's kind of ... jarring, to see people of similar appearances to hell's residents. Hellhounds, this ... half-rotting fellow. Crowley won't judge -- thus far, nobody has been quite like he'd expect them to be. Crowley regards Mirrorimage with an indulgent moment of incredulity. The moment that moment is up, however, Crowley slinks over, trying to memorize how Wormwood has greeted the newcomer -- who knows when Crowley is going to run into a stranger.
"Nothing wrong with staying silent," Crowley shrugs. It's easy to fall quiet when there's somebody more willing to talk than you are. Imagine being with somebody like that constantly. Maybe it's not worth it to try and speak over them, maybe you want to fly under the radar -- Either way, Crowley knows the feeling. "The name's Crowley." Crowley's face is ... relatively impassive, helped by the sunglasses shielding his eyes. There's something .. interesting going on here.
[glow=#000,1,400]all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]Crowley had seen some ... interesting characters in hell. Or maybe 'disgusting' would be the better descriptor? I mean, obviously, it was hell. But, well. Most of Crowley's ... coworkers ... were covered in open wounds, boils, and filth. And also they all had, like ... frogs attached to their head. It was weird. Crowley, of course, was an exception. He may be a demonic serval*, but he wasn't a fucking animal*serval shaped being
This all being said, it's kind of ... jarring, to see people of similar appearances to hell's residents. Hellhounds, this ... half-rotting fellow. Crowley won't judge -- thus far, nobody has been quite like he'd expect them to be. Crowley regards Mirrorimage with an indulgent moment of incredulity. The moment that moment is up, however, Crowley slinks over, trying to memorize how Wormwood has greeted the newcomer -- who knows when Crowley is going to run into a stranger.
"Nothing wrong with staying silent," Crowley shrugs. It's easy to fall quiet when there's somebody more willing to talk than you are. Imagine being with somebody like that constantly. Maybe it's not worth it to try and speak over them, maybe you want to fly under the radar -- Either way, Crowley knows the feeling. "The name's Crowley." Crowley's face is ... relatively impassive, helped by the sunglasses shielding his eyes. There's something .. interesting going on here.
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