005 - Will you do the fandango

[onlyanapple]

Who: Crowley and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit
When: Today!

[The Fleet will be greeted with the blasting noise of that song he got for Christmas, you know the one. If you don't, now you do. You're welcome. The screen flickers on to show the interior of the Iskaulit. Specifically, a brand new bar.

Everything is black and metalic, sleek and modern. Neon lights of blues and greens offer some light. This place screams fancy. It's even got a pretentious name, the word 'Málum' in red above the bar proper. It's an inside joke.

Crowley turns the device to grin at the audience.]

So, Varric may have started up his quaint little shithole but I'm here to offer you an alternative. After all "I might get a disease from one of these chairs" isn't what some people are looking for in a watering hole.

Open til late, free shot with every pitcher, yadda yadda, come and drink your troubles away. Enjoy our jukebox with songs from...whatever the fuck is on the network. Sorry if it's shite. That's just standard jukebox fare, if we're being honest.

Let's drink our bullshit troubles away.

[[OOC: And from this point on, Málum is a location you can use! If your character wants a handwaved job, they're welcome to it. The more people, the less Crowley has to work for himself and he does love less work.

Comments

[mikangirl]

[Definitely different.]

I knew a Crowley. Also a demon, which I hear you are.

[She didn't have any real problem with him, and demon is an interesting concept but that's all it is. She even did his dry-cleaning once. But the fact there are two demon Crowleys with the same accent and type of speech is really curious.]

[onlyanapple]

...Okay, then maybe I'm not the only one. Was that one familiar with the Winchester brothers? Never met him, but he's definitely not me, and I'd like to put forward I was Crowley first.

[mikangirl]

You've met the Winchesters though, I assume. [That's a surprise as well, but it shouldn't be. Probably. Not in these places.]

Who knows? Maybe he was an admirer of yours.

[onlyanapple]

I have. One of them is here, Sam. I knew them in the last place I was trapped, too.

Ugh. If he is, he's doing a shitty job of living up to the name.

[mikangirl]

That's the problem with secret admirers, isn't it? From what I understand, you're pretty different people.

Does Sam remember you?

[onlyanapple]

It's a pain in the arse, is what it is.

Nah, this is one who wasn't trapped in the same place as me. It happens.

[mikangirl]

Yeah, I've heard a lot of that going around. I'm not sure if it's a good or a bad thing I don't remember other places I've been. [She knows there's at least one, now.]

So what does being a demon entail, exactly?

[onlyanapple]

Probably a good thing. If you remembered everything you'd likely be some sort of basket case.

How long do you have?

[mikangirl]

Is there an abridged version?

[onlyanapple]

For me? I keep an eye on humanity, tempting them into less...savoury things, keeping balance with the forces of Good.

[mikangirl]

How evil of you. [lmao humanity doesn't need much tempting, honestly. It doesn't take a demon to do that.]

I'm guessing some demons aren't as, uh. Temperate about it.

[onlyanapple]

[He would absolutely agree with her on that one. ]

No. Most of them are utterly on Hell's side. Not so much for me.

[mikangirl]

Then I guess I can come drink in your bar without too much fear for my soul. I'm already a terrible person, you probably can't make it worse.

[Yeah third degree over. Mainly she just wanted to make sure he wasn't the other Crowley somehow.]

[onlyanapple]

I only want your money. Not in the soul business any more, just a big mess that, anyway. Pretty sure Atroma's got their copy-write on them anyway.

[mikangirl]

By all reports I am a soulless woman anyway. I guess I'll see you one evening when I'm not on shift at Varric's.

[onlyanapple]

I have come across such a thing, once in a while. And I'll look forward to it.