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driftfleet2015-07-22 12:29 pm
heresyandlace) wrote in driftfleet2015-07-22 12:29 pm
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best ship in the fleet
Who: Anyone aboard the SS Pathstone!
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Yes! Even if that action is mostly sleeping.
When: All month!
[watch, dear audience, as the intrepid crew of the SS Pathstone handles beaches, bugs, and storms!
with nothing but teamwork and sheer emotional maturity, they face each and every obstacle with dignity and grace.
there will never be a crew in the entire Fleet as stalwart and bonded in the eternal ties of friendship as the Pathstone.
watch, and be amazed.]
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Yes! Even if that action is mostly sleeping.
When: All month!
[watch, dear audience, as the intrepid crew of the SS Pathstone handles beaches, bugs, and storms!
with nothing but teamwork and sheer emotional maturity, they face each and every obstacle with dignity and grace.
there will never be a crew in the entire Fleet as stalwart and bonded in the eternal ties of friendship as the Pathstone.
watch, and be amazed.]
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[--at least he can attempt a bit of humor, even though his voice doesn't really change.
and the thunder continues to rage, rattling the hull. he's not flinching so much, now that he's all the way awake, but he does sullenly shuffle around until he's as close as he can get, finally settling all the way down on and around Crowley. he even bullies his face to the side with his own a little bit, so he can really get comfortable.
maybe if cuddling is being forced on him like this, it doesn't count.]
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[It totally doesn't count, not even a little bit. Crowley makes a disgruntled 'ugh' sound, but it's all the battle he gives. It's been a long time since he's had any cuddling, and a rebellious part of his brain tells him he's missed it.
He tries to snuff that out with a louder, more pointed 'UGH'. ]
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and the demon is making it worse by petting his hair, slowly but surely easing Tek's nerves down until he relaxes.]
It gives me something to do while all the noise is going on.
[since it's clearly only the noise that is bothering him, and nothing beyond that.]
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Right. The noise. The noise of the thunder you have no problem with, I take it?
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[and then he lifts his head just enough to smile near the demon's face. it is a very pointed look.]
Noisy things are annoying. [--gee, wonder what else in this room fits that description...]
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Well, if you don't like the noise, you can always get some earplugs.
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[he's acting annoyed by the mere idea, playing it up all the way into his voice. the banter helps, it seems. he's still tensing when the thunder booms down over the ship, but between the distracting conversation and fingers in his hair, he's starting to feel better, bit by bit.
Crowley should be proud. he's helping.]
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Then you're just going to have to deal with the noise.
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[the banter is nice because Crowley isn't asking questions, and the doting takes any edge off of the teasing. and that, more than anything, is reassuring. as antagonizing as the thunder is on its own, it's the feeling of being unarmored that really gets him. in light of that, Crowley is proving to be exceptionally harmless, and that puts him at ease.
so much so that, somewhere under the storm's clamor... he actually begins to purr. it's more the feel of it rumbling softly through his chest than actual sound, like an oversized feline.]
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I don't know, maybe you needed the little pointer.
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And, I suppose if I've managed to tolerate you, a little noise from a raging storm won't be so difficult.
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