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mekachu04Aziraphale lay a few feet away, a boneless sprawl where he'd been tossed aside by the rampaging Hastur. A Hastur that does not know that Crowley is in the room with them, coiled under the couch where Aziraphale had hidden him, angelic senses picking up on the demonic power house moments before Crowley had stirred from his nap.
Hastur, who wont hurt Aziraphale further until he has an audience. any other angel wouldn't not be as lucky, but again, any other angel would have heaven's backing where they to be attacked unprovided. regardless, Aziraphale is safe as long as Crowley odes not try to rescue him.
his demonic snaking mind is whirling in place of his body, desperately thinking up - and tossing aside - plans to get them both out with no more harming coming to pass. if Crowley thought for one second he could trade places he would of surrender himself at the start. but Hastur is too angry, and too cruel natured for such a thing. no doubt he has plans to torture Crowley physically, but right now the demon lord wants revenge for his friend, and knows too well than an eye for an eye in this case is Aziraphale.
Aziraphale, who played being taken off guard to hide the fact he'd already hidden Crowley out of sight, and had belt a horrific blow to the head for his quick thinking. a blow that would likely have killed a human, skull shattering under the impact. what broke Crowley's heart is that it was now the second time he'd had to witness such an attack, knowing the only thing that kept his friend in corporation for both is the fact he'd had some idea the attack was coming, and had subconsciously been prepared to start healing damage before it had even been rendered. Aziraphale had nearly given them away trying to reassure Crowley last time it had happen; he's not the chance this time. or maybe this time be was better prepared.
it didn't help Crowley one bit, desperately coiled away, unable to do more than watch. they'd be okay in the end - they had to be... he just had to figure out how to get Hastur to leave Aziraphale behind in the shop, without Hastur realizing he was inside the building already.
Hastur, who wont hurt Aziraphale further until he has an audience. any other angel wouldn't not be as lucky, but again, any other angel would have heaven's backing where they to be attacked unprovided. regardless, Aziraphale is safe as long as Crowley odes not try to rescue him.
his demonic snaking mind is whirling in place of his body, desperately thinking up - and tossing aside - plans to get them both out with no more harming coming to pass. if Crowley thought for one second he could trade places he would of surrender himself at the start. but Hastur is too angry, and too cruel natured for such a thing. no doubt he has plans to torture Crowley physically, but right now the demon lord wants revenge for his friend, and knows too well than an eye for an eye in this case is Aziraphale.
Aziraphale, who played being taken off guard to hide the fact he'd already hidden Crowley out of sight, and had belt a horrific blow to the head for his quick thinking. a blow that would likely have killed a human, skull shattering under the impact. what broke Crowley's heart is that it was now the second time he'd had to witness such an attack, knowing the only thing that kept his friend in corporation for both is the fact he'd had some idea the attack was coming, and had subconsciously been prepared to start healing damage before it had even been rendered. Aziraphale had nearly given them away trying to reassure Crowley last time it had happen; he's not the chance this time. or maybe this time be was better prepared.
it didn't help Crowley one bit, desperately coiled away, unable to do more than watch. they'd be okay in the end - they had to be... he just had to figure out how to get Hastur to leave Aziraphale behind in the shop, without Hastur realizing he was inside the building already.
