"Not anywhere? It has to be somewhere. World's don't just stop..."
He trailed off leaving the word, 'existing', hanging unsaid. They could stop existing, apparently on a whim... as some sort of stupid bloody ridiculous test! But he couldn't see the point. Why make humanity and then test it into extinction?
And maybe that was why he was here. The thought dawned on him like she had dumped a bucketful of Holy Water on him. Maybe his world had been destroyed and now like this Rose he was only a ghost, a remnant of a home he had grown to love, dropped off here because there was no where else to go.
Crowley was silent as Rose spoke on about her daft missing idiot. That too hit fairly hard. After all when he had first arrived he had been missing his daft idiot too, that brilliantly clever daft idiot With the beautifully untarnished white wings. There was a relief that he had found his missing angel.
Then she had turned and wrapped her arms around him...
"Oi! Hey, hey, hey, hey...!"
The surprised protest noises didn't prevent the hug. Crowley found himself trapped, his shirt growing slightly damp from the lady's tears, and he without a clue what to do about it. His hands hung over the girl, never landing on her shoulders, but hovering near as he tried to work out what the hell to do about this. He was DEEP into angel territory now! The whole comfort and support thing was well out of his job description in fact if any of his people saw him cuddling a distressed human... well, it wouldn't turn out very happily for him. His lot weren't gentle with traitors. Out of habit he swept a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, and hopefully to spot a certain angel he could push Rose off on. Aziraphale! Where the hell are you? He was so much better at this sort of thing!
"Maybe he is here??"
The words were spoken uncertainly, the mark of a demon trying not to drown in unfamiliar waters.
"Trying to fight against the corruption? You seemed to think he would be... doing something... against darkness?"
It was a poor attempt, but it was an attempt. Bonus points for trying? Or did trying still count against him?
Her next question set him on much firmer ground. In trying not to be rude she actually had been. Crowley's face contorted into an unamused frown, not unlike one the Doctor would have worn at all!
"A crow?! I'm not some sort of giant bird..."
He was more a giant snake, totally different.
"I'm a demon!"
Still frowning, though one might notice he still hadn't pushed Rose away from him. Should have, he thought about it, but... she was missing her idiot.
"Humans aren't generally meant to know that... Makes it easier when I can hide these things," finger jab back at his wings, "You humans and much more trusting when you believe I'm one of you."
Re: IV
He trailed off leaving the word, 'existing', hanging unsaid. They could stop existing, apparently on a whim... as some sort of stupid bloody ridiculous test! But he couldn't see the point. Why make humanity and then test it into extinction?
And maybe that was why he was here. The thought dawned on him like she had dumped a bucketful of Holy Water on him. Maybe his world had been destroyed and now like this Rose he was only a ghost, a remnant of a home he had grown to love, dropped off here because there was no where else to go.
Crowley was silent as Rose spoke on about her daft missing idiot. That too hit fairly hard. After all when he had first arrived he had been missing his daft idiot too, that brilliantly clever daft idiot With the beautifully untarnished white wings. There was a relief that he had found his missing angel.
Then she had turned and wrapped her arms around him...
"Oi! Hey, hey, hey, hey...!"
The surprised protest noises didn't prevent the hug. Crowley found himself trapped, his shirt growing slightly damp from the lady's tears, and he without a clue what to do about it. His hands hung over the girl, never landing on her shoulders, but hovering near as he tried to work out what the hell to do about this.
He was DEEP into angel territory now! The whole comfort and support thing was well out of his job description in fact if any of his people saw him cuddling a distressed human... well, it wouldn't turn out very happily for him. His lot weren't gentle with traitors. Out of habit he swept a quick look around to make sure no one was watching, and hopefully to spot a certain angel he could push Rose off on. Aziraphale! Where the hell are you? He was so much better at this sort of thing!
"Maybe he is here??"
The words were spoken uncertainly, the mark of a demon trying not to drown in unfamiliar waters.
"Trying to fight against the corruption? You seemed to think he would be... doing something... against darkness?"
It was a poor attempt, but it was an attempt. Bonus points for trying? Or did trying still count against him?
Her next question set him on much firmer ground. In trying not to be rude she actually had been. Crowley's face contorted into an unamused frown, not unlike one the Doctor would have worn at all!
"A crow?! I'm not some sort of giant bird..."
He was more a giant snake, totally different.
"I'm a demon!"
Still frowning, though one might notice he still hadn't pushed Rose away from him. Should have, he thought about it, but... she was missing her idiot.
"Humans aren't generally meant to know that... Makes it easier when I can hide these things," finger jab back at his wings, "You humans and much more trusting when you believe I'm one of you."