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[Crowley has been on the ship for hours.
The whole business was rather unpleasant, as is being branded like some kind of animal, but all in all, the demon is rather unruffled. Transport into another universe was something of another day's work, though it was an alarming coincidence that it occurred so closely to his greatest victory. Was this his punishment for his involvement with defeating the Leviathan?
Unlikely, the demon decides, and so he goes about his business.
First, it is a matter of discovering his locker, of removing his things, and of disappearing. He has little interest in socializing immediately and, as a result, Crowley vanishes into the shadows to dwell and think -- and, most importantly, learn. Within the hour, Crowley has all he needs to know at his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, his comm turns on to broadcast his soft accented English to the Tranquility.]
I'm afraid I require a bit of explanation as to why, exactly, someone thought it would be humorous to shove a Hellhound into a test tube.
[There's an artful pause.]
And also the location of the nearest groomer. This filth is absolutely disgusting.
[There's another three second pause before his own transmission ends.
Let's see who decides to come forward with information about why he, the demon King, is here.]
The whole business was rather unpleasant, as is being branded like some kind of animal, but all in all, the demon is rather unruffled. Transport into another universe was something of another day's work, though it was an alarming coincidence that it occurred so closely to his greatest victory. Was this his punishment for his involvement with defeating the Leviathan?
Unlikely, the demon decides, and so he goes about his business.
First, it is a matter of discovering his locker, of removing his things, and of disappearing. He has little interest in socializing immediately and, as a result, Crowley vanishes into the shadows to dwell and think -- and, most importantly, learn. Within the hour, Crowley has all he needs to know at his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, his comm turns on to broadcast his soft accented English to the Tranquility.]
I'm afraid I require a bit of explanation as to why, exactly, someone thought it would be humorous to shove a Hellhound into a test tube.
[There's an artful pause.]
And also the location of the nearest groomer. This filth is absolutely disgusting.
[There's another three second pause before his own transmission ends.
Let's see who decides to come forward with information about why he, the demon King, is here.]
besties!!
[Crowley sounds suitably irritated by this fact.]
The need for a groomer has only increased.
forever!
[ or very powerful, which is never a welcomed thing. ]
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[Which Crowley knows, but he isn't very afraid.
Because, as Regina speculates, he is, indeed, very powerful.]
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[ a hum. Perhaps. ]
Among some. I would say there are many concerns.
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[ the most pleasant smile and would you like some sugar with that. ]
Then there are the moving paintings and the messages left by the one who only identify themselves as a red smiling face.
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Sounds less like reality and more like something out of a storybook with each passing moment.
[But Crowley supposes the same could be said of his world to someone who doesn't necessarily know any better.]
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[ and who knows it better than Regina Mills? ]
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What's your name?
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[ a beat. ]
Regina Mills.
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[ or. not. ]
The name of your beast?
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[Crowley thinks it's funny.]
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--- Inventive.