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Anthony J. Crowley ([personal profile] onlyanapple) wrote2015-02-05 09:15 pm

IC CONTACT - DRIFT FLEET

Hi, this is Anthony Crowley. Uh, I’m probably not in right now, or asleep, and busy, or something, but leave a message after the tone and I’ll get right back to you. Ciao. BeeeEEeeeEEeee.



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SUBJECT:
FIE did you hear about the guy...
FIE the past, the present, and the future walk into a bar... it was tense
FIE did you know babies are cooked at womb temperature?
JAYDEN Happy dawning
WOLFE Ten months late for work
FIE You're doing a grape job with your bar.
FIE Your decor remains fruitiful.
FIE You have a bluetiful establishment.
FIE Thank blue for the service.
ALLEN Okay Castiel's been in the fleet several days and you haven't turned up in my quarters drunk...
ANDERS I just wanted you to know that you've ruined my happy home life.
ALLEN Crowley
ALLEN Crowley I have some really good news!!
ALLEN I got a bottle of Varric's newest product
NANAKO Crowley I hope you've been doing ok!
FELIX This planet is miserable
ALEX PRESENT COMBO BREAKER
INO Meet me at Allen's room --
ALLEN Ino's birthday is the 23rd
INO So not only did I get Allen TWO different dates that he ENJOYED...
ALLEN I haven't seen any magazines appear in my room lately.
INO Alright, I need you to help me with something.
ALLEN Who's Adam?
INO Alright, you win. We're dating.
ALLEN You're okay, right?
INO You are SO dead the next time I see you
ALLEN CROWLEY I THINK INO'S FOUND ANOTHER GUY


 
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[personal profile] lord_wizard 2016-03-18 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[The smile makes some of the ache drift away, basking in the warmth that Crowley spends so much time denying. He lets out another frail laugh and smiles in return, despite the tears cooling on his cheeks]

Wishful thinking on my part. [He knows that's true. He couldn't have stopped himself from mourning, either.] But, yes, that part I can do. Starting now.

[Another kiss, this time, just a light one. This time to seal the agreement.] For now...I'm here.

[Whether that means the bed, the room, or something greater does seem to matter much in the scheme of things at the moment. Felix shifts once more, slipping more comfortably to lay on his side, moulded to the lines of Crowley's body as much as he possibly can. The strangest part is that he feels safer than he can ever remember, despite the tenuousness of everything. Maybe that was because he has little else left to hide.]