Gabriel had finally stopped. Crowley assumed he'd found Belial, but he couldn't rejoice in the idea; didn't want this confrontation. He would be severely injured again and for no reason but the preservation of all their existences. Well, he'd give as good as he'd get, anyway, and he couldn't claim that he wouldn't enjoy that part at least. It had been too long since he'd been able to let go entirely on opponents that he didn't need to be careful around and who probably wouldn't kill him outright. It'd be a nice change from all the fruitless verbal arguments at any rate.
The angel was nearby - just down the street now. Crowley didn't sense the other demon's presence, but then, he didn't expect to considering John's spell. He approached obliquely. He'd been led on a merry chase so far, sure at some points that Gabriel knew someone was following, and he didn't want them to simply flee again. The lesser demon was tired and wanted to get this over with.
As he came upon the table, however, Gabriel was sitting there alone in a frozen tableau as if the world had passed him by and left them both stranded in this odd, empty moment. Crowley's eyes narrowed and he crossed his arms; he didn't like being played for a fool and was tired of the silence and the games.
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Date: 2007-07-20 10:08 pm (UTC)The angel was nearby - just down the street now. Crowley didn't sense the other demon's presence, but then, he didn't expect to considering John's spell. He approached obliquely. He'd been led on a merry chase so far, sure at some points that Gabriel knew someone was following, and he didn't want them to simply flee again. The lesser demon was tired and wanted to get this over with.
As he came upon the table, however, Gabriel was sitting there alone in a frozen tableau as if the world had passed him by and left them both stranded in this odd, empty moment. Crowley's eyes narrowed and he crossed his arms; he didn't like being played for a fool and was tired of the silence and the games.
"Gabriel. What the fuck are you playing at?"