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paradisalogs2012-02-25 01:45 pm
luckyvalentine) wrote in paradisalogs2012-02-25 01:45 pm
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Here I stand head in hand
Who: Crowley and Faye
What: Definitely not going to make sure he's okay
When: Feb 14th
Where: Crowley's room
Rating: PG-13?
She doesn't head over there right away. She first watches the journal, gives him a chance to go wandering on his own. She keeps an eye out in the halls, periodically wanders past his usual haunts. Then, when there's no sign of him, she lets a few more hours go by--judging how long it would have taken for him to have done nothing about the holiday and her to have gotten annoyed about it. After that, a couple more hours for her to have theoretically stewed and gotten really mad. She knows the timeline well, after all. Can't show up too early. It's sometime in the evening--after she's definitely sure that no special dinner is showing up--that she finally heads to his room. The sun is going down, the halls are getting quiet, the castle is wrapping up its little bit of fun. ...Yeah, that should be enough time.
So, she wanders down to his room and takes one more moment to hesitate. Taking that final bit of time to make sure she that has her best annoyed face on when she finally raises her fist to bang on the door.
Heads up, Crowley. You have a seemingly-pissed-off Something for Valentines Day.
What: Definitely not going to make sure he's okay
When: Feb 14th
Where: Crowley's room
Rating: PG-13?
She doesn't head over there right away. She first watches the journal, gives him a chance to go wandering on his own. She keeps an eye out in the halls, periodically wanders past his usual haunts. Then, when there's no sign of him, she lets a few more hours go by--judging how long it would have taken for him to have done nothing about the holiday and her to have gotten annoyed about it. After that, a couple more hours for her to have theoretically stewed and gotten really mad. She knows the timeline well, after all. Can't show up too early. It's sometime in the evening--after she's definitely sure that no special dinner is showing up--that she finally heads to his room. The sun is going down, the halls are getting quiet, the castle is wrapping up its little bit of fun. ...Yeah, that should be enough time.
So, she wanders down to his room and takes one more moment to hesitate. Taking that final bit of time to make sure she that has her best annoyed face on when she finally raises her fist to bang on the door.
Heads up, Crowley. You have a seemingly-pissed-off Something for Valentines Day.