Meridian 147° east and west

Jun 04, 2010 17:25

[The familiar strains of Queen will come over the journal as Crowley pulls the now fixed Bentley back in front of the castle. He might have even given some of the Failtastic Six a ride home if they caught him in time. He shuts the car off and gets out, flicking through the journal as he walks]

Ugh, I’m in dire need of a bath to wash about one hundred layers of blood off me. Unless your name starts with a C, ends with an L and has ASTIE in the middle, I don’t recommend you interrupt me until after then. I’ll have no faffing about or asking if I’m okay, anyway. Aside from a lot of head trauma and the fact I’m not sure if I remember what the J in my name stands for anymore I’m fine. I’ve had a lot worse.

Barney, I’ll be at the Nines later. Make sure there’s enough booze in to drown a small horse with. You losers can come too, I suppose. Especially Elektra because she promised.

a.j.crowley

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