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[theboogieman]

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

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In town / Pathstone

[onlyanapple]

a, In town

[Crowley spends most of his time in the taverns, drinking and generally people watching. It's what he does best. On occasion, he sits outside, and even more occasionally, he glues some coins to the floor to watch people try to pick it up.

It's an old classic.]

b, The Pathstone

[When he's not enjoying the delights of drinking and tormenting the people of Dirkwall, Crowley can be found lounging in his chair by the comms station, playing Queen music over the networks. Because why not. ]

a, In town

[hopefullyyours]

[Komaeda has been out for quite a while at this point, gathering this and that. So when he sees the shimmer of a coin along a lesser-traversed path, he smiles a little behind his bag of seedlings and assorted plant-shaped-objects. Looking around to see if anybody might have dropped it, he leans over carefully to inspect it.

It's enough to grab something to eat without having to reshuffle all his purchases to find his coin purse, which he rather unluckily forgot at the bottom of the most densely-packed bag. Komaeda gives a cheery little smile and gingerly leans over to pick it up off the cobblestone, balancing his packed bags precariously. Sure, he could just put them down, but they might get wet, and...

For a second, it feels like the coin is stuck, somehow. Then it flits up into his hand and he manages to keep everything upright and arranged, and really, it must have just been his imagination, right?]

What a lucky find!

[onlyanapple]

[What.

No. That's not what's supposed to happen!!! Crowley puts his drink down, and squints behind his shades. ]

How the bloody hell did you do that?

[hopefullyyours]

[Komaeda gives a little startle and swings around, the coin still resting obviously in his only visible hand.]

I- picked it up? Hello, good afternoon, by the way! [There's a faint tone of rebuke in his greeting. He does obediently come closer, though, holding the coin out for Crowley's inspection- not quiiite close enough to snatch from him, though. Komaeda might be in a good mood, but he's no fool.]

[onlyanapple]

[Ugh this kid. UGH UGH.]

Yeah, whatever. And you shouldn't have been able to pick it up.

[hopefullyyours]

[ THIS GUY. Ugh. ]

Oh? And why would that be? I mean, it's just a coin on the ground.

[onlyanapple]

Because I made it so it couldn't be picked up.

[hopefullyyours]

You... did? But why? [He shifts his load a little. It's heavy, now that he's not actively moving.]

[onlyanapple]

Because I wanted to watch people fail to pick it up.

Demon thing. Sometimes, I do my job a little, despite retirement.

Town

[save_the_souls]

[Honestly, the moment he sees the coins on the ground- he's suspicious. A simple kick at one is enough to tell him what's going on. Without looking up]

Again, Crowley?

[onlyanapple]

I haven't done it here yet, and besides, it's a classic.

[Gonna siiiip his drink, smugly. ]

Besides, you still looked.

[save_the_souls]

[He rolls his eyes] Of course I looked, it's a coin on the ground.

But it doesn't count unless I bend over to pick it up.

[onlyanapple]

Nope, I'm still considering it a win on my part. Too bad for you.

[save_the_souls]

It is not.

[But. Whatever, even the argument is half-hearted. He will however be walking over to sit at your table]

I saw that Aziraphale is here. You must be happy.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley chuckles, giving a shrug.]

Well, I didn't bound into his open arms or anything. We've had centuries apart before now.

...

But yeah. It's nice to have him around, again. Means I don't have to do both our jobs.

[save_the_souls]

[He snorts at that mental image] You'd only bound into the Bentley's open door.

Wait. You were doing his job?

[onlyanapple]

[He gives a happy little sigh. ] Don't tease me with what I can't have, it's cruel.

Sure, we've always done it that way. When one of us isn't around, it even out the workload a little.

A

[lord_wizard]

[Felix under the illusion looks like a peacock in drab plumage, but he's pretending that's not an issue. He's on his way to fixing that. For now, there is booze.

He breezes over with a smile]

Ah, there you are. I thought I was never going to find where you'd holed yourself up. There are an inordinate number of taverns in this town...

[onlyanapple]

[Ah, Felix can always bring a smile to Crowley's face. He sits back, raising his glass in a mock toast. ]

And yet you found me. Good job.

[lord_wizard]

It's like a sixth sense at this point, really. [He lies.]

[onlyanapple]

Well, well, colour me impressed.

[He gestures a bartender over. ]

What's your poison today?

[lord_wizard]

I don't think they have any passable bourbon. Wine would be an excellent second, however.

[He doesn't sit down, though, and instead leans against the wall]

I thought I might ask you if you'd like to catch a play. I haven't done that with anyone in years.

[Not since the Empyrean in Mélusine, though he doubts the standards will be all that high]

[onlyanapple]

Wine it'll have to be, then.

[That gets a raised eyebrow, followed rather swiftly by a smirk, the bartender ignored the time being. ]

Are you asking me out on a date?

[lord_wizard]

I am asking you to come heckle a few actors while we get drunk.

[He smiles though, not entirely denying the charge either. It didn't make much of a difference to him.]

[onlyanapple]

Go get two bottles of wine.

[That was aimed at the bartender, as Crowley stands. ]

Sure, why not. Haven't had a decent heckle in a while.