integrity: [Season Seven] (♆ Nothing but monsters.)
Crowley ([personal profile] integrity) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull2012-12-06 12:54 am

29 [Video] | Forward dated to the 7th.

[Crowley is alive.

This is a shocking fact, seeing as he fully expected to die. He even set up his so-called last will and testament, to set aside his funds and business transactions and all other sorts of things, in preparation for his death. However meaningless this universe is, Crowley is nothing but pragmatic. And as he sits in his chair, in his office, nothing seems out of the ordinary, save for a few things.

Once, he is holding a glass of liquor, which is hardly unusual. What is unusual is that his fingers grip it unusually tightly, almost as if he is convinced he is going to drop it. His eyes are lacking some of the spark that they usually hold, resigned and weary and ready to quit, though Crowley does not quit. He holds himself as someone who has lost a great deal but is far too stubborn to actually roll over and take it -- and as Crowley takes a sip of scotch, he clears his throat and speaks, his words slurring only slightly. He has great practice in speaking while intoxicated.]


I saw God yesterday, while I was stabbing my friend to death.

[Crowley considers that for a moment before he decides 'screw it' and finishes off his glass.]

I suppose I should get an attorney for that incriminating statement, but I'm having difficulty caring, as God is the one who put him out of his misery. The same one who allowed our world to dissolve into chaos and misery and let's not forget what He allowed His own poor stupid useless children to do to it, they killed one another because Daddy never hugged them. And you know what the best part was?

[Crowley huffs a soft laugh as he puts the glass back down. His fingers twitch to themselves and, perhaps in a delayed reaction, the demon swipes his hand across the table to let the glass hit the ground and shatter. It was only crystal. He can just buy another.]

He was right in front of our faces the entire time, God, the witless wonder that thought it would be funny to create an entire dimension dedicated to souls shredding each other for punishment and thought it would be hilarious to let Lucifer break out of his Cage and thought it would be hysterical for Castiel to --

[But Crowley stops himself, because that is getting into something of a deep and personal moment for him, and one can't have that. Instead, his tone lowers to something soft as he pushes himself up, hands keeping himself steady at his desk.]

If you want to speak with the useless twat, our Savior, His name is Chuck Shurley. Pray to Him if you want to know why Castiel lost his mind and the Leviathan ate your friends. I'm certain He has all the answers in the world for why they existed in the first place.

[And Crowley shuts off his feed by knocking his NV off of his desk.]
momchester: (+ stepford smiler)

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-06 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
John.

[This is the bright smile of shut the hell up if you know what's good for you.]

I'll handle it.
failedparenting: (10id: dude this morphine is awesome)

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-06 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Seriously Mary is this because of the big 3-0 or something why are you so mad.]

It's not your deal to make.
momchester: (= mr. white it's past seven)

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-06 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
[She is not above exploding his NV with her mind. Not today.]

John. Stop antagonizing the angry, grieving King of Hell please, and let the grown ups talk.

[It's a cruel thing to say. It is. She's grieving too, Jo and Cas, and kicking out selfishly in ways she'll regret and apologize for later.]
failedparenting: (10id: dude this morphine is awesome)

[private]

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-06 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[John's kind of in shock at Mary's reply. It's so out of left field and plain nasty, he's kind of horrified.]

What the fuck was that?
Edited (mobile bahleeted the title) 2012-12-06 15:31 (UTC)
momchester: (- ugliest effing skirt i've ever seen)

Re: [private]

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-06 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
That was me trying to get you to knock it off. He's drunk and grieving- do you really think this is a good time to negotiate? I don't tr-

[She stops herself. That's not a sentence she should finish right now.]
failedparenting: (67r: That's gonna cost you)

[private]

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-06 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Mary.

[Real talk time, man.]

I love you, so much, but please can you let me deal with things by myself for once. Please.
momchester: (- nobody was talking to you)

[private]

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-07 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
Why? You're just gonna get yourself hurt. Again.
failedparenting: (73:)

[private]

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-07 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
No, I wasn't. And even if I was? I'm 53 years old, I think I've earned the right to make my own decisions.
momchester: (= can't have a lesbian at my party)

[private]

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-07 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
Like Jo and Cas and Sam made their own decisions this week? John, the whole world's going crazy. God is the best man at my best friend's wedding. John, I went to church this Sunday and prayed to an alcoholic with three different girls named "Jasmine" in his phone.

[She stops, aware that she's ranting.]

Crowley isn't in his right mind. I would appreciate it- it would make me feel a lot better if you would hang up on him and finish talking about this when he's sober. Please.
failedparenting: (26s: waiting)

[private]

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-07 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Mar, if you think they're being serious about this god thing, you need to go get some sleep.

[Also how do you know who's on his phone]

We're all stressed, okay? I get it.But I'm not....I'm not gonna die on you. I promise.
momchester: (- if you can't even eat her poop?)

Re: [private]

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-07 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Gabriel agreed with him. I've never seen him like that. Ever.

Just... please? For me? Would you normally deal with someone who's drunk?
failedparenting: (02: We're pretty much screwed)

[private]

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-07 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
What.

[No, we're not dealing with the second part right now.]

That's impossible.
momchester: (- marital strife)

Re: [private]

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-07 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I know. I'm asking Jinx about it as soon as I can.

But John, I'm serious.
failedparenting: (16: Brainstorming)

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-08 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
Baby, please don't worry about me. It gets nothing done.
momchester: (- make my day.)

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-08 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
It- no, you're still talking to him. You don't give a damn.

Never mind. Do whatever you want.
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[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-12-08 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[He groans. Of course, she was just looking for a reason to be mad at him.

He's not even mad or upset anymore. He's just tired. So, so tired at her constant anger and frustration and this attitude that he's always the bad guy.

He loves her so much, but sometimes he wishes she would take her own advice.]


I give a damn about you. I don't expect you to understand why I'm doing this, but I do.

[And he knows he's only opening himself up for a "You only care about yourself" but he's so emotionally drained, it's all he's got left.]
Edited 2012-12-08 15:43 (UTC)
momchester: (= preparing to give a fuck...)

[personal profile] momchester 2012-12-18 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[She wilts a little, not sure what to say. She's fighting a stupid battle, she knows she is, but she can't stop herself. Cas is dead, Jo is dead, Sam is hurt, and God is- is- some little shit with a drinking problem, and there's no way to refute it.

She takes a harsh, rattling breath and runs her hands through her hair. It's not fair to pile on John for this. He's being stupid about the deal, sure, but so is she.]


I don't understand. I don't understand why you felt the need to make a deal at all, instead of just giving it to him.

John, I just- I want to make sure you're not doing something dangerous here. He's not in his right mind.

[She's not even really angry. She's just scared.]