Practically vibrating with suppressed anger and frustration after his conversation with Aziraphale (http://community.livejournal.com/neutral_omens/126034.html#cutid1), Crowley dragged himself back to the hospital, faintly relieved to find the Snob there this time.
"Gabriel," he bit out in response. Very little of his anger was directed at the archangel, but he assumed a great deal more went the other direction. Still, it didn't matter. Even if he hadn't been the bearer of bad news and the pursuer of Gabriel's lover, the angel was too conscious of sides for them to ever be able to get along. At the moment, Crowley thought he probably had the right idea. If he never saw another damn angel again, it'd be too soon. But it was the wrong time to think about what just happened. He needed to focus.
The demon blinked, trying to figure out how to ask for help without actually asking for help. "I can't... I mean I don't... Look, you're obligated to work in here, right? For whomever might be injured? Regardless of personal matters?"
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Date: 2007-02-25 10:12 pm (UTC)"Gabriel," he bit out in response. Very little of his anger was directed at the archangel, but he assumed a great deal more went the other direction. Still, it didn't matter. Even if he hadn't been the bearer of bad news and the pursuer of Gabriel's lover, the angel was too conscious of sides for them to ever be able to get along. At the moment, Crowley thought he probably had the right idea. If he never saw another damn angel again, it'd be too soon. But it was the wrong time to think about what just happened. He needed to focus.
The demon blinked, trying to figure out how to ask for help without actually asking for help. "I can't... I mean I don't... Look, you're obligated to work in here, right? For whomever might be injured? Regardless of personal matters?"