Date: 2020-01-03 10:14 pm (UTC)
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"Do you always rhyme in the middle of a battle?"

Crowley sneered but it would be the last 'cool' thing he did. The weightless feeling of suddenly experiencing yourself drawn skywards held up only by the surprisingly strong arm of a Victorian lady was enough to cause a small moment of panic. He stopped himself from squirming if only because he didn't want to fall but those eyes hidden by his shades did grow as wide as saucers.

"You... How did you? With an umbrella!?"

He finished incredulously.

It had been ages since he had last flown. Even with his wings out and on constant display he hadn't really thought to use them. And yet this lady managed to fly so easily with an object that should never have been able to hold their weight. That umbrella ought to have flipped inside out by now and sent them crashing to the ground.
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