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[winged-healer.livejournal.com]

Date: January 23, 2000
Setting: The manor's greenhouse
Status: Semi-Private: Crowley, Mike and Raph
Summary: Crowley runs into the couple



After their usual shower, Raphael wanted a change of scenery - they both spent quite a bit of time in one room or another. It would be cold outside though.

"Let's go to the greenhouse," Raph said with a smile, not even bothering to ask Michael if he wanted to. If he was there, then Michael wanted to be there as well.

Leading him by the hand Raphael walked to the greenhouse with the larger angel in his wake.

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[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

"Nice to meet you, Roman," Ellie said politely, resting a gentle hand on Crowley's forehead as he whimpered fretfully in his sleep. The wizard's spell hadn't jostled him at all, but many of the Legion had deep-seated phobias involving air travel not under their own power. A really long uncontrolled Fall would do that to you.

"We'll have to stop by the front desk and find out his room number and Aziraphale's," she said softly. "I think most of the guest suites are on the second floor."

She looked up at the werewolf curiously. "It's good of you to help. Do you work here at the Manor?" Under the subtle but distinct signs of lycanthropy, his scent and his aura offered up some interesting possibilities, but it was best not to assume.

[-moonylupin-.livejournal.com]

"All right," Remus nodded. He fingered his wand as the unlikely trio trudged up and around to the front of the Manor.

"Yes, I work at the Manor. Odd jobs, really whatever a customer needs." He was silent for a moment, and then he twisted around to glance at her. He studied her, for a moment, and then shook his head. "Mr. Wednesday of the front counter runs an escort service, and I am it. Well. In the evenings, mostly. If you ever feel the need for company, for a party maybe - although I don't doubt you have quite the lineup of lovers all waiting to take you anywhere - don't hesitate to call." He offered her a smile. "I'll give you a good discount, too."

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

Her suspicion confirmed, Ellie just couldn't resist in the face of such an ironic proposition. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind," she said drily. "You don't by any chance offer a professional rate for colleagues?"

[-moonylupin-.livejournal.com]

"Colleagues?" Remus was experienced enough to stop his surprise from affecting his wandwork, but the shock was astounding. If he had been drinking anything, he would have sprayed it across the room.

He was so shocked, that Remus stopped walking, blinking at her. "Are you a Muggle too? Or a demon, Ellie? Or something else?"

He shook his head, and started walking again. "Not that it matters. There is a professional rate, but if it's more recreational, I prefer men. One man, anyway, but he..." A shadow passed over Remus' face and he was quiet.

"Well, don't take it personally. I'm very flattered you'd be willing to be professional with me."

[chantinellie.livejournal.com]

Ellie sighed. "Well, let me introduce myself properly. I am Chantinelle, once an Authority of the Third Sphere, former Handmaiden of the Wyrm Queen Triskelle, Succubus of the Second Circle. Or ex-Succubus. Technically, I suppose I'm unemployed at the moment." She smiled. "But I prefer to think I've gone freelance.

"And don't worry, I don't take it personally. I can hardly blame you, being that I prefer men myself." She laughed quietly. "I suspect you're having more luck around here than I have been, though. It's a shame, I never really took to the role of Incubus."

[anthony-crowley.livejournal.com]

Crowley woke up at that moment and shook his head.

"'m not a Incubus. Jus' reg'lar demon. Not a Incubus at all. Tempt and tempt but never get. Az'phale?"

The he seemed to realize that he wasn't touching the ground and started to flail wildly.

"Down, down, down!" he yelled, panicking and kicking his legs. "Don't wanna fall!"