Ellie wasn't so sure. "It will infuriate him beyond anything that's happened since the Fall, I expect. His rage will shake the foundations of Hell. I'm not certain that's altogether a good thing." That was one thing about John she'd never understood: the man would go to the most absurd lengths to deliberately infuriate beings who could easily reduce him to a small heap of shredded tobacco and leather scraps.
"Well, we can hope he has a fatal aneurysm," John said philosophically.
"You're a very strange person, John."
"Aww, thank you luv, I try my best." The human smiled lopsidedly, straightening up. "Fuck, it's cold out here. I think I'm gonna go try to get some sleep. Watch yourself around the Manor, Ellie. Some of the shitheads wandering the joint will turn you in or smite you as soon as look at you."
"So people keep telling me." Ellie rolled her eyes. "Hm, you're shivering. Sure you don't want some company? I'll turn the defrost all the way up..." She fluttered her eyelashes, half-facetiously. There wasn't an innocent bone in her body, but she honestly thought it would do the man good to let his guard down and simply enjoy himself for a little while. (Wouldn't do her any harm, either.)
For a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of indecision in his tired blue eyes, but then he shook his head. "Some other time, maybe." He pushed himself away from the railing and ground his cigarette under his heel. "I'll see you around, Ellie."
She watched him amble back inside, hands in his pockets, and let her breath out in a puff of frustration when he was out of sight. Same old John, after all...if the fate of the world or his own fool neck's not at stake, he's not interested.
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Date: 2006-01-02 08:28 am (UTC)"Well, we can hope he has a fatal aneurysm," John said philosophically.
"You're a very strange person, John."
"Aww, thank you luv, I try my best." The human smiled lopsidedly, straightening up. "Fuck, it's cold out here. I think I'm gonna go try to get some sleep. Watch yourself around the Manor, Ellie. Some of the shitheads wandering the joint will turn you in or smite you as soon as look at you."
"So people keep telling me." Ellie rolled her eyes. "Hm, you're shivering. Sure you don't want some company? I'll turn the defrost all the way up..." She fluttered her eyelashes, half-facetiously. There wasn't an innocent bone in her body, but she honestly thought it would do the man good to let his guard down and simply enjoy himself for a little while. (Wouldn't do her any harm, either.)
For a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of indecision in his tired blue eyes, but then he shook his head. "Some other time, maybe." He pushed himself away from the railing and ground his cigarette under his heel. "I'll see you around, Ellie."
She watched him amble back inside, hands in his pockets, and let her breath out in a puff of frustration when he was out of sight. Same old John, after all...if the fate of the world or his own fool neck's not at stake, he's not interested.