Ooh, love (there he goes again)

[inlovewithmycar]

WHO: Crowley (inlovewithmycar) & YOU

WHAT: The Bentley has landed.

WHERE: Greenhouse, outside Casa de Gayngel, various

WHEN: Latter half of November, edging into December

WARNINGS: Gratuitous Queen lyrics ahoy. Crowley playing with the forbidden silly putty. Probably some other stuff down the line.

Starters below :3

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[hypnagothic]

[ Dream doesn't look away from Crowley even as the music starts to pipe up from the little radio, the stare unwavering as if he's trying to puzzle out how his demonic magic works differently from the other demons he knows.

after several excruciatingly long seconds of staring, he finally glances towards the radio, saving Crowley from his regard. ]

Ah. Yes. That is one of my names, though it is certainly older than this song.

[inlovewithmycar]

Ehh, it's relatively recent.

['Relatively recent' being less than a century old.]

So the whole sand bit is actually a thing, eh? Funny what carries over.

[Then again, he supposes, Death doesn't need a scythe nor War a sword. It's just the way human brains shape these concepts like a collective ball of metaphysical Playdoh.]

[hypnagothic]

It is one of my tools of office. How I create.