He caught the can and gave it a little shake. That was what one did with these things wasn't it? Crowley thought to read the instructions but, eh, he would wing it.
Then he made his way to the front door. He liked the arts, had quite a collection of statues and paintings... even sketches of famous paintings from the Masters themselves, but he wasn't kidding when he had said he wasn't much of an artist himself. He shook the can of red again and started getting 'artistic' by writing, 'Merlin is a...'
But before he could write the final word he looked up to see how Mal was doing.
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Date: 2019-07-01 04:40 pm (UTC)Then he made his way to the front door. He liked the arts, had quite a collection of statues and paintings... even sketches of famous paintings from the Masters themselves, but he wasn't kidding when he had said he wasn't much of an artist himself. He shook the can of red again and started getting 'artistic' by writing, 'Merlin is a...'
But before he could write the final word he looked up to see how Mal was doing.