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mekachu04he doesn't even think he should be surprised at this point that shadwell finds them first. The man seems posatitvely calm to see them this time around, just adding to the unreal turnt he day has taken. He eyes crowley warily as he circles them, but stops to regard me fell in the end.
" id unno what else i expected from ya lad - but i'm not surpised either,"he's muttering under his breath by the end, and he can tell by the tired snort that Fell heard him jsut as well as corlwey had- 'great suthern pansy' - "Can either of you walk?"
crowley just slumps - walk? he can barely move! Fell might have been able to shrug off a blow or two fromt he beast, but corlwye only got clipped once and he feels like he was hit by a truck. after that he'd poured all this effort into outmanevousing the monster, and his joiunts where paying for it now. and while he did only het hit the once, he knows Fell took selver blows - a few ment for corlwey even - and he's pretty sure if etherials have bones - most of Fell's where jelly right now.
never the less, the bastard leaned back for a moemnt, making crowley curl up on himself, and he could tell the other had turned to regard him. and then came to his own conclusion before corlwey could utter a thought - "one moment, sargent shadwell," he conceded.
ther ewas a great shudder behind him, and crolwey forced his wrethed body to stayup on it;s own power so he could turn ad look back just intime to see thise limbs forlding back up in themselfs, until he had jsut hte starndardhuman humber of them. the wings corlwey had been resting in a moment ago - two pairs, crolwy relaised with astart as a lower smaller set tucking in around the front melted witht he larger set hed known around reformed the back of Fells jacket. no wonder Fell looked so stocky - he was already barrel chested comparied to corlwey's whip frame, but then the limbs and wings!!
Shandwell stepped forward to help the 'man' to his feet, holding him steady as gravity protested the action. crowley studied the human - he'd known him for decards at this point. hoe's he get to be so old with out corlwery noticing? his once sauve face was tired and creased, hair unkept nad eyes with a tingle of madness.
that was it.. the eyes. windows to the souls, and shadwells remained constant. a mad couth, but the eyes of a lost child, eager to please.
once Fell was steady on his feet,he waisted no time in trnng to crolwey. before either could say a thing, he;d hoisted corlwey's torso up in is arms - mindful of the frantic beating of wings as corlwey was startled by the action. - "Mr Sdawell, if you could," he nodded to dragging tail feathers. the old man roled his eyes, but bundled the feathers up and held them from catching on rubble as they picked their way thought he desolate streets. having shadwell there changed crolwey's center of grafity, and he found him sefl coiling around Fell, clinging to his neck as his wings tried to tuck in close, legs braced against Fell's hip. it wasn't a bridal carry, most like a sling carry you might use when transporting a small child.
he should feel indignat. he should feel imasculated. he hsould feel insulted.
he should. but he didn't.
" id unno what else i expected from ya lad - but i'm not surpised either,"he's muttering under his breath by the end, and he can tell by the tired snort that Fell heard him jsut as well as corlwey had- 'great suthern pansy' - "Can either of you walk?"
crowley just slumps - walk? he can barely move! Fell might have been able to shrug off a blow or two fromt he beast, but corlwye only got clipped once and he feels like he was hit by a truck. after that he'd poured all this effort into outmanevousing the monster, and his joiunts where paying for it now. and while he did only het hit the once, he knows Fell took selver blows - a few ment for corlwey even - and he's pretty sure if etherials have bones - most of Fell's where jelly right now.
never the less, the bastard leaned back for a moemnt, making crowley curl up on himself, and he could tell the other had turned to regard him. and then came to his own conclusion before corlwey could utter a thought - "one moment, sargent shadwell," he conceded.
ther ewas a great shudder behind him, and crolwey forced his wrethed body to stayup on it;s own power so he could turn ad look back just intime to see thise limbs forlding back up in themselfs, until he had jsut hte starndardhuman humber of them. the wings corlwey had been resting in a moment ago - two pairs, crolwy relaised with astart as a lower smaller set tucking in around the front melted witht he larger set hed known around reformed the back of Fells jacket. no wonder Fell looked so stocky - he was already barrel chested comparied to corlwey's whip frame, but then the limbs and wings!!
Shandwell stepped forward to help the 'man' to his feet, holding him steady as gravity protested the action. crowley studied the human - he'd known him for decards at this point. hoe's he get to be so old with out corlwery noticing? his once sauve face was tired and creased, hair unkept nad eyes with a tingle of madness.
that was it.. the eyes. windows to the souls, and shadwells remained constant. a mad couth, but the eyes of a lost child, eager to please.
once Fell was steady on his feet,he waisted no time in trnng to crolwey. before either could say a thing, he;d hoisted corlwey's torso up in is arms - mindful of the frantic beating of wings as corlwey was startled by the action. - "Mr Sdawell, if you could," he nodded to dragging tail feathers. the old man roled his eyes, but bundled the feathers up and held them from catching on rubble as they picked their way thought he desolate streets. having shadwell there changed crolwey's center of grafity, and he found him sefl coiling around Fell, clinging to his neck as his wings tried to tuck in close, legs braced against Fell's hip. it wasn't a bridal carry, most like a sling carry you might use when transporting a small child.
he should feel indignat. he should feel imasculated. he hsould feel insulted.
he should. but he didn't.
