11-10-2019, 06:52 AM
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Anyways.
Crowley had noticed faded markings on the trees, yes, but he hadn't really minded them. Who knew if they were still relevant, if they were so old? Needless to say, it was largely luck that had Crowley avoiding most of Tanglewood's dangers. Which was .. probably where all of Crowley's luck was going, to be entirely honest. Nobody in their right mind would call Crowley lucky.
"Hadn't occurred to me to worry about them, honestly," Crowley admits, almost sheepish. He's apparently decided not to worry about whatever Feza's going on about, because he doesn't acknowledge her. He does, however, step closer to look at the markings Aurum is drawing in the dirt. Half-heartedly tries to commit them to memory. Chances are he won't really worry about them, but he should probably be able to recognize them when he sees them. "Didn't think they were still in use, honestly," He shrugs. Lots of things faded from use over time. Sometimes it just happens that they're .. actually pretty helpful. Crowley, for all his luck in avoiding danger, did in fact have some troubles with navigating, initially. He knew it pretty well by this point, at least. It helped that Crowley didn't need to sleep, as much as he enjoyed to. So he could spend some time getting used to the territory, instead.
[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;"]Tanglewood was .. sort of in chaos. Crowley wasn't sure what to make of it, personally. His bubble of awareness largely only extended to three people, because he hadn't really .. encountered everyone else. Try as he might, it was impossible to make himself care the same amount as everybody else seemed to. It didn't effect him much, and none of it was even close to the worst thing's he'd seen in history. He wasn't apathetic, it was just ..Anyways.
Crowley had noticed faded markings on the trees, yes, but he hadn't really minded them. Who knew if they were still relevant, if they were so old? Needless to say, it was largely luck that had Crowley avoiding most of Tanglewood's dangers. Which was .. probably where all of Crowley's luck was going, to be entirely honest. Nobody in their right mind would call Crowley lucky.
"Hadn't occurred to me to worry about them, honestly," Crowley admits, almost sheepish. He's apparently decided not to worry about whatever Feza's going on about, because he doesn't acknowledge her. He does, however, step closer to look at the markings Aurum is drawing in the dirt. Half-heartedly tries to commit them to memory. Chances are he won't really worry about them, but he should probably be able to recognize them when he sees them. "Didn't think they were still in use, honestly," He shrugs. Lots of things faded from use over time. Sometimes it just happens that they're .. actually pretty helpful. Crowley, for all his luck in avoiding danger, did in fact have some troubles with navigating, initially. He knew it pretty well by this point, at least. It helped that Crowley didn't need to sleep, as much as he enjoyed to. So he could spend some time getting used to the territory, instead.
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