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[freakymagoo]

2 koo kwuh quest churn?? things

1 any one want fur n table and chair and bed
message me

2 did you get creep tick strange message
who sent it
why
where did it go
who sent this tablet
what do you want

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sorry that was many things

Comments

[freakymagoo]

you dont look a day past 12

[That was a compliment, by the way.]

it was the only thing i was good at

[serpentinthegarden]

I've been called youthful before but twelve!

[ It was flattering enough to smirk at the text but the next line was sobering enough to snap him back out of that. ]

Where did they send you?

[ Given the way it had been written the Homefront seemed unlikely but maybe he had avoided the trenches. ]

[freakymagoo]

its the hair
not hideing any snakes under there are you ?

[Imagine just sitting around having a drink or three and then suddenly this lunging snake attack.]

a bit of France and Germany but spent 4 years in Constantinople
you didnt miss much

[Don't hold your breath, he can only spell that one because he's seen it so many times.]

couldnt wait to leave
and then i came back
and all i wanted was to go back there and just
wasnt so good here after all

but are you really 50 ?

[serpentinthegarden]

Just the one.

[ He did have a snake tattoo near his ear on one cheek but there was very little chance of it slithering out from under any hair and spooking anyone during drinks. ]

You never hear much about Constantinople. Was it as badly torn up?

I mean... you could always reenlist. I'm not sure its much better over there trying to rebuild everything.

[ France and Germany had gotten the lion's share of the news coverage. Every time you picked up a paper those nations were splashed all over the headlines with bombed out buildings or war images from the front lines. Crowley had missed a great deal but he felt better off from having done so. ]

Fifty! I haven't cracked fifty yet. I'm forty-eight.

[ Those two years mattered! Though he supposed as they had just been through a New Years that he would be forty-nine whenever his birthday came up. Whenever that was... April something. ]

[freakymagoo]

[You never know with those pesky tattoos... one blink and they're gone.]

not like the first year
they wont take me back now

wow yore all most 50

[He would have said 'congratulations' but that word's too hard so Crowley has to settle for a much bigger, much better equivalent:]

thats grate

[serpentinthegarden]

[ At least its probably not poisonous? ]

Nah, maybe not. Not with all that history. It was supposed to be the War to End All Wars anyway...

[ Not that Crowley believed that! As long as their were humans then there would be wars. ]

Is it great?

[freakymagoo]

im sure they say that every time

i think so if yore happy
are you happy ?

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Never was there ever a question that felt as heavy as that one. Are you happy... tch. He should be. He had a decent flat, enough money to keep him off the streets, and wits enough to make things interesting with his schemes. There was just that little something that was missing. If only he knew what that was. ]

Yea, course I'm happy. Why wouldn't I be? I've got everything going on.

[freakymagoo]

good

maybe if you meet the woman of your dreams you should use a blind fold

[serpentinthegarden]

I already have shades.

[ Those might shield him from any lady's stoney glare? ]

Besides I'm not really the meet a girl and settle down type.

[freakymagoo]

why do you wear them all the time ?

what type are you?

[serpentinthegarden]

Eye condition. It's better if I do.

[ Golden colored eyes with odd looking pupils did get one too many strange looks. People just didn't understand anyone who was different and he wasn't looking to join a sideshow. ]

I'm the type that doesn't get attached to anyone. It's better that way.

[freakymagoo]

[Well that answered that mystery. Bucky always thought Crowley was either perpetually hung over - well, he probably is that, too - or he knows of soldiers who couldn't stand bright lights anymore after the war, but Crowley never served.]

never wanted chill drun?

[ibiza]

Oh. Everything is okay?

No, now that you mention it. It disappeared. That's weird.

[ohioan]

Sure, I will take all of it. What is a fair price, do you think?

No. I was wondering if it was someone targeting me, messing with my head, but if it happened to you, too...

[freakymagoo]

no im moving out soon thats all

do you have dreams ?

[ibiza]

Where are you moving to?

[ She's just trying to make conversation, honest. ]

I wake up feeling like I had a dream, but it's all foggy in my head. Does that make sense?

[serpentinthegarden]

I would be a real good influence on children!

[ Not that they weren't fun, sometimes, when they were playing... But what kids needed was a father not a whatever he would be. ]

If I wanted one I could just go outside and grab one with all those street kids out there. You? You're the one you managed the whole marriage thing.

[freakymagoo]

you can just have them

do you have strange dreams ?

[freakymagoo]

bus stop

ya like a hang over?

[ohioan]

I can't take good furniture from you without paying you a cent, Bucky. That is practically stealing.

I do not remember my dreams. For as long as I can remember, I've forgotten them as soon as I wake up.

[freakymagoo]

ok but thats kidnapping
they are a lot of work on yore own

vicky all ways wanted a baby girl

[freakymagoo]

no im giving so its diffrunt

probly thats the best kind of dream

[ibiza]

[ Wait... What? ]

You're planning on living at a bus stop?

Exactly like a hangover.

[freakymagoo]

[Is that how you spell you're? Whoops...]

you're right
buses might stop
maybe alley way

maybe some drunk ass hole sent that message to everyone
its not important