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[thepointisdolphins]

One (1) attractive single male, seeking sweatervest-wearing angelic counterpart to share in the boring, saccharine horror that is Wonderland. Please apply immediately.

They have a library.

...Seriously, angel, don't let me suffer this place alone.

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[manicuredangel]

O-oh dear.... I hope you aren't causing too much trouble.

[He looks a bit worried. He knows Crowley and he knows Crowley's brand of mischief isn't too awful, but he hates to think of what he might be up to without the angel there to balance him out.]

[thepointisdolphins]

Haven't had much time for it, have I? Only been there about a week, give or take. I've been learning the layout, the ins and outs. It does rather seem like I showed up between bouts of madness. It is Wonderland, after all. But who knows what I might have to do to entertain myself if things keep on like this? [Ehehehehehehe.]

[manicuredangel]

Oh, dear...

[He seems to consider it quietly for a moment.]

You promise there's a library?

[thepointisdolphins]

Would I lie about something like that? And people keep bringing new books from their worlds, as I understand it.

[manicuredangel]

O-oh... [You could hear his bibliophilia begging to go.] That sounds lovely.

[thepointisdolphins]

They have a full bar and probably some foreign alcohol as well.

[manicuredangel]

O-oh... Have you.... Have you tried any?

[thepointisdolphins]

Not yet. Not without my drinking buddy.

[manicuredangel]

Oh! I'm flattered, Crowley, that you would resist such a temptation for me.

[thepointisdolphins]

[Hrmph.] Yes, well, nothing to write home about, is it? Not so long as you hurry up and arrive.

[manicuredangel]

I'll look into it, dear boy...

Er... How did you get there?

[thepointisdolphins]

Oh, this mun of mine decided it would be a jolly old time to summon me up and toss me down the rabbit hole. American, this one. Vindictive, the lot of 'em.

[manicuredangel]

Oh, dear. Mine is American too. She had me on a spaceship once and burned my shop down. [FROWN]

[thepointisdolphins]

Now that's just unforgivable. Burning it once was quite enough.

[manicuredangel]

[He looks down sadly.] That wasn't actually the worst of it...

[thepointisdolphins]

[He's going to regret asking, isn't he?] Oh?

[manicuredangel]

[He frowns more.]

I... Er... Briefly I was a demon....

[thepointisdolphins]

...Ah. [He has a very, very good idea of how that would affect the angel. Damn. Damn everything, and especially damn these muns.]

[manicuredangel]

I remember everything that he did. He... He murdered a creature with one of my books for simply not being an Earth creature.

[thepointisdolphins]

[Okay, no. No. That's not okay, and Crowley can't help but be sympathetic. And for right now, being sympathetic isn't disturbing him. The rules kind of all change when it comes to his angel.]

That's awful, angel, really. You shouldn't have to remember that.

[manicuredangel]

I er... I accidentally set the shop on fire attempting to contact Heaven for guidance.

[thepointisdolphins]

[He rubs his forehead.] That mun of yours could do with a smiting, I daresay.

[manicuredangel]

I left that place not long after. The Crowley there became distant without warning.

[thepointisdolphins]

Distant? Well, that's not like me.

[manicuredangel]

I thought so too. But I hadn't heard from him since before the shop burned down. And then I left. It was... It was heartbreaking.

[thepointisdolphins]

I'm...sorry, angel. [It's hard to say, even if it's Azi. It's just not demonic nature to apologize.] That's pretty damned awful.

[manicuredangel]

It's... It's not your fault, dear. Apparently that relationship was never meant to last.

[thepointisdolphins]

Well, that was a different Crowley. Obviously just not up to snuff.

[manicuredangel]

You intend to do better?

[thepointisdolphins]

Naturally.

[manicuredangel]

[chuckles] I look forward to it.