Sorcerers of the Magic Kingdom

Wait, what?

[guess who has two thumbs, no self-preservation, and immediately wants to go check out the forbidden thing. yep. THIS GUY]

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It sounded like they said, “Hey! Come see what your abductors are hiding!”

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"Yeah, I definitely heard 'we're not telling you something', too. ... Abductors, that's definitely one way to put it. Can't say I've ever been kidnapped before. Captured, jailed, sure, but this is a new one. Been here long?"

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“Yeah, an actual abduction is new for me too.”

Summonings were different, and he generally had the upper-hand.

“A few months, so, not very long. I don’t trust the people in charge.”

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"First-timers club," Nate said, with the tiniest hint of a smile. "Yaaaaaaay, us. Maybe we'll get jackets."

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“Damn straight we’re getting jackets! Hey, what’s the first rule of Abduction Club?”

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Oh hey, he actually knew this one. Sully had rented it once when they'd had to hole up and lay low after a job. It hadn't been what the old man had expected at all, but Nathan had been intrigued and kept him from turning it off. After it was over, Sully had proclaimed it "one hell of a mindfuck" and asked for his two hours back, but Nate had thought about it for a while afterwards.

"Beats me, I can't talk about it. Does that make one of us a figment of the other's imagination?"

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Is there really any point in saying that? It might be different if the trains ever went anywhere but who is going to visit an empty station.

Edited Date: 2020-03-10 05:18 pm (UTC)

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woo_oo

[Raises her hand.]

C'mon, after that mysterious non-detailed answer, you don't wanna check it out?

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Me, no. I've got my own stuff to do.

But now that they've said that everyone else in the place is going to go rushing there. Big wet paint sign, course people are going to touch it!

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woo_oo

Ew, why would anyone wanna touch wet paint?

[Certain metaphors are lost on her.]

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For the same reason dogs walk through wet cement... because it's there.

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woo_oo

... That makes no sense.

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I can't help that! It's what you lot do. Some one says, 'hey, don't do that,' and all you can think about doing is the thing everyone told you not to do. Human nature, or... I guess... duckling nature too.

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woo_oo

I guess in your world, humans just like wet paint.

[Might be best to just give up.]

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[ Agreed. But only after his has smacked his snakey forehead with his tail. ]

Just... try not to get yourself killed?

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woo_oo

Will do!

[Cheerfully, like this is all so casual.]

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woo_oo

... Okay, so, who else wants to go see it?

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Who wouldn’t?!

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Yeah, I'm in. Anyone know where I can get a grappling hook?

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not_so_different

I know a certain duckling who has one.

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.... I'm sorry, duckling?

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not_so_different

Yes, haven't you met Webby, yet?

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debtdoctor

I also haven't met Miss Webby, but if you're really doing this, perhaps someone with medical training would be handy?

For the record: I think this is a terrible, awful, very unwise decision, and I will not be left behind at home.

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I haven't, but that's an apt name for a duck. ... And having a doctor along isn't a bad idea. Can't say I've ever had that luxury before. Would have come in real handy in Tibet, or Madagascar...

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originaldragoon

It would help if you actually told us why the station is closed.

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debtdoctor

I thought it was because the trains aren't running. Now, it's obvious there's something inside of it.

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originaldragoon

One would think that without the trains running that the station would automatically be closed. It was just that it was never blocked from people going inside the building or going on the platform, so this announcement means that something is going on.

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If it's closed it must be for a reason. I am horrified, horrified by people wishing to go to it anyway.

On your own heads be it, I suppose, but if you set us back I shan't thank you for it.

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It's the tree all over again, angel. They just can't help themselves.

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[he sighed]

No, I suppose not.

...I'd better go and make sure they don't hurt themselves. [the duties of an angel were neverending]

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Ugh...

[ Huge snake head roll of exasperation. ]

Do you have to? It's their idea, go let them sort it out on their own.

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[he sighs]

Well at the very least I should be there to pick up the pieces. I don't think there's any stopping them. [it was a bit depressing really, even if it was rather typical. Humans would set back any progress they had made, regardless of how hard it had been to achieve]

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There never is. And I didn't even have to tempt them into it...

[ He sounded a touch disappointed about that. ]

It would happen on monster day. When are we going?

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I'm sure your negative impact is felt far and wide, darling. [He turns the mirror off to give them privacy, and then to Crowley, a kiss on the snoot]

And I would really rather you didn't. After all, I am equipped to heal, but should I need assistance, there's no one else I'd rather take care of me. I need you just for me. [another snoot kiss.]

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[ He hissed unhappily about that but was mollified by the kiss. ]

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[he knows and he's sorry] But regardless I will certainly need some tending to. Maybe a nice hot bath and a relaxing evening with wine. Someone with capable hands to loosen all my kinks. [another few kisses]

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[ The big angry snake tried not to soften but... a relaxing evening, wine, the chance to have another bath together... These were all temptations designed specifically for him. Damn angel! Learning his tricks too well! ]

Fine! But watch the wing? You always seem to pull that same one. Maybe we should wrap it before you go, like athletes do before a big game?

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[Crowley is not the only one who has learned how to tempt. A soft smile and he relaxes back in the bed to soothe the sweet seething serpent in a warm embrace. He didn't really wish for his wing to be wrapped up as that would look rather silly, but knew it would make Crowley feel better]

Yes, we really ought to. If only I could heal myself.

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[ Who do you think you are talking to? It wouldn't look silly at all! Crowley was a master of fashion. He would wrap both wings down near the joint to the first bend on the wing itself in a white wrap that would mostly blend in with the feathers but would hopefully give them a bit more support. Now if only he had some sort of ability to add a blessing to those wraps to give him better protection... ]

Or if I could... I would you know.

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[that is a fair point, but as Crowley doesn't have any hands at the moment, Aziraphale rather suspects he's on his own with this]

I know, dearest. [he nuzzles him] But you do, you know, in small ways. Perhaps not physically but-- my heart wouldn't be the same without you.

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