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005 ☀ audio ☀ highway to hell

For anyone who might care one way or another, Crowley's gone. Your bra straps are safe, or whatever.

[ From the tone of her voice, it sounds like she expects most people to be pleased about this and that she's not exactly pleased about it herself. ]

I'm not going to be giving advice in his place, so sorry to anyone who might have been lo- fuck!

[ There's a loud noise, the sound of Jaye hitting the ground with a rather unceremonious "THUD". ]

What the fuck did I just--

[ And then the feed cuts. ]

((ooc: Don't worry, she just tripped over the hellhound Crowley left behind. She'll still be replying!))

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Can I ask who? [ aka this is Jaye asking who ]

So... what, like a ghost? [ There's a look down at Howly (or at least, his general area -- he's still got his head on her lap, which makes him easier to locate. ] I guess that would make sense.

Um- [he hesitates, for a moment.] Riddick. He knows.

I- yeah. Like a ghost. Lived in a creepy old house and everything before I got here. [and he laughs, a little humorlessly; like he's embarrassed about it, and his gaze drops again, follows the dog that- curiously hasn't looked away from him.

at least Jaye can't see that.]

Well, he was a safe person to tell. It's not like he talks much.

Haunted people? [ She is... maybe way too interested in this. If nothing else, at least she's not snapping at him anymore. Jaye does lift a hand to stroke Howly's head (Crowley named him, don't judge) though. ] Walk through walls, violent death, the whole nine yards?

[he laughs, though it's a breathless sort of sound.]

Yeah, that's pretty much it. I know it sounds like some kind of B-movie.

[ Jaye shrugs. ] They have this sort of shit all over TV now.

New deal. You don't tell anyone about my dog, I don't tell anyone about your being dead thing.

Deal.

[he smiles, looks a little relieved, before curiously:]

Can you see that thing?

No. [ Though she's scratching him behind the ears now. ] But that doesn't matter so much.

[Tate's quiet for a moment, watching as she scratches behind it's ears, the shift in it's twisted expression. it'd be some kind of fucked up if it wasn't cute.]

Did you get it from him? Crowley?

I doubt he meant to leave him here, but yeah.

[ Jaye leans forward, pressing a quick kiss to the top of its head. ]

He's what I tripped on -- he was happy to see me.