pathstone mingle!!

[dawnwillcome]

Who: The Pathstone + anyone!
Broadcast: nah
Action: yah!
When: lets not go asking questions okay

[Do you know what's weird and probably a sign of things to come for the entire fleet?

The Pathstone isn't the most useless ship anymore. It's actually good at stuff. It's got upgrades! It's got a pilot and two people to shoot guns at things. And two captains.

It's not just Captain Tek. There's two.

It's still a pretty big mess who are we even kidding. Come see for yourself!!]

Comments

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley just lounges back at that comment, chucking to himself. ]

Not yet, I haven't. Did Jove fix something you wanted to stay broken? Clean your nest or something?

[heresyandlace]

Oh, no. If she'd touched my nest, everyone would have heard about it by now.

[he's doing his best to keep up his side of the snide banter, but... just as he's passing by most of the conversational bait that Crowley is leaving all over the place, his heart really isn't in it.]

[onlyanapple]

Ah yes, of course we would have.

So. What is it? [He doesn't care. Nope. Not at all. ]

[heresyandlace]

[don't worry, he'd never accuse him of such a thing. he'll just sigh and growl somewhere under his breath for a minute, before eventually answering.]

...I have a headache.

[onlyanapple]

Is that it?

[He waggles his fingers.]

Suppose I could get rid of it, unless of course you want to wallow here in self pity.

[heresyandlace]

[his brow lifts]

You think you can fix it? ...I doubt this is any kind of normal headache, you know.

[onlyanapple]

I can fix just about anything. Reality bending, remember?

[What it ACTUALLY is, is a remnant of his angelic powers. But he's not going to admit that. ]

You want help or not?

[heresyandlace]

From what I remember, your amazing reality-bending abilities were a bit limited.

[namely, concerning anything that Atroma had its fingerprints on. and, just to make it clear, he taps a finger against the bit of synthetic something embedded under the skin behind his ear--because that is the nature of the problem in this case.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley visibly bristles at that. Clearly, it's a touchy subject. Paradisa toyed with his abilities, and he's getting rather sick of it. ]

My healing works just fine, I'll have you know.

[heresyandlace]

[he holds up his hands innocently. he just had to pick on him a little bit...]

If you say so.

[onlyanapple]

Do you want help or not? Because I can just as easily bugger off you know.

[He has decided to be pissy about it, yep. ]

[heresyandlace]

[and of course it isn't until he sounds annoyed about it that Tek agrees.]

If you want to try, I won't argue.

[onlyanapple]

Okay, then keep still and stop bitching.

[He'll lean over and place the tips of his fingers against Tek's forehead, carefully moving them in a slow circle.

There's a good chance Tek might start to feel better. By degrees. ]

[heresyandlace]

[he closes his eyes, if only to cut down on the awkwardness of being healed.

and being as unused to something as mundane as a headache as he is, he's eager to have the discomfort removed. Crowley might not be able to solve the root of the problem--since that lies squarely on Atroma's shoulders--but the pain begins to ebb away. and with it, goes some of the irritable tension from the dragon's shoulders.]

[onlyanapple]

[He waits until he's sure the most of it has gone, before carefully removing his hand again. ]

There. Better?

[heresyandlace]

[he opens his eyes, rolls his shoulders a bit, before finally making the judgement call.]

...Yes, actually. Much better.

[onlyanapple]

There you go then.

[He sits back.]

No need to be all bitchy now.