temptationaccomplished: (Bastille)
Aziraphale ([personal profile] temptationaccomplished) wrote in [community profile] tramitem_net2021-03-10 11:18 pm

[video] just enough of a bastard

[Fell looks into the camera (he's obviously holding the phone) and takes a sip from the red in his bulbous wine glass.]

Well, this has been the first and absolutely last day of business for the Crowley Cousin Mover Company.

[He turns the camera around and you get a view of his studio apartment, in all its jewel-toned, eclectic vintage charm. If you've been to his flat, or had enough footage from a past video, you'll see he's acquired a new (to him, it's vintage of course), wooden desk. With the plethora of drawers, it looks exceedingly heavy, but it's been placed expertly into his crowded living space.

The Crowley Cousins in question, Alec and Anthony, are both obviously nursing sore muscles. Alec is laying on Aziraphale's vintage leather sofa. Anthony has an ice pack on his foot.]


Oh, I haven't broken you, have I? It's just a desk. Those strapping young men I hired made it look positively easy.
serpentinthegarden: (You can do proper magic)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
He's happy!

[ And a happy Fell is... that word we never use, C-U-T-E! ]

And it could be worse. He could be geeking out over sports or... the stock market.
serpentinthegarden: (You are so cute)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ See? His kind of Angel. ]
scotch_egg: (unamsed)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-12 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe you should take her out. The pair of you. Treat her to a nice date with meaningless patter. [he pulls a pillow over his head and makes a noise at how it jarrs his back. fuck's sake.]
serpentinthegarden: (You are so weird)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
How did this turn into a date? They are talking moldy old side tables not roses and candlelight.
scotch_egg: (listen to me)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-12 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Now you know how it feels, don't you.
serpentinthegarden: (Can I help they don't check up)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
That in no way is anything like you purposely torpedoing a blind date just because you feel you deserve to live alone and suffer.
scotch_egg: (sip)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-12 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
Man has to have some fun. [he will be as obstinate as he bloody well likes if people try to set him up]
serpentinthegarden: (Nun staring)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
When! When are you out there EVER having any fun?

Cause the only time I ever see it is when you are with family. Usually when you are torturing family.

Which as a demon I can kind of understand...

[ His foot twinged and Crowley hissed some sort of curse word under his breath. ]

But there is so much to the world! Why limit yourself?
scotch_egg: (you believe that)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-12 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
You're too much fun.

[he refuses to answer any of that, only smirking as he buries his head in his arms]

Beware the Kettle Man.
serpentinthegarden: (How are you call me out)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck you!

[ Did you really expect any other response to that??

In fact he might have looked for something to throw at Alec if doing so mightn't have upset the delicate balance between frozen peas and injured foot.]


serpentinthegarden: (Aw paint splotch)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-03-12 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Or spill some wine on a stubborn ass...

[ He would be satisfied with that. ]
scotch_egg: (in bed)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-12 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
There's plenty of whine already.
scotch_egg: (you believe that)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-12 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Stay away from my arse.
scotch_egg: (mild concern)

[personal profile] scotch_egg 2021-03-13 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
I don't even want to know what innuendo you're spouting now.