Date: 2014-02-17 01:22 am (UTC)
goesdown: (Isaiah fought but was easily bested)
From: [personal profile] goesdown
People are dying. More of them will die before it's over. That's really all I know.

[ Crowley can't be assed to care who it is. It's not Blake or Jo, so he's kept his end of the deal so far, and with luck it won't be anyone else Crowley enjoys the company of. ]

Might want to salt your door. Still not sure what it is, but it can't hurt.

Date: 2014-02-19 12:42 am (UTC)
goesdown: (What can one do when one is widower)
From: [personal profile] goesdown
[ Crowley doesn't answer until he can lock himself in his bathroom. The last thing he needs is that slug yelling about hats and vacations in the background. ]

Put a line of it along your doorway. Blocks all sorts of creatures from crossing it.

[ Really, he has to stop himself from revealing that he knows who Adam's brothers are because how have they not told him that, at the very least? Crowley could have just come in and possessed him in his sleep for months and while Crowley doesn't see anything to be gained from that, it's the sort of stupid thing Dean would accuse him off in a heartbeat. ]

Date: 2014-02-20 02:20 am (UTC)
goesdown: (Someone has to win)
From: [personal profile] goesdown
Bingo. Just get it from your closet.

[ He laughs. ]

Be good and I'll teach you other things, too.

[ Angel banishing sigils could be fun. Oh, that could have some hilarious consequences and Adam should know, right? Poor thing needs to protect himself from big, bad Castiel. ]

Date: 2014-02-21 02:18 am (UTC)
goesdown: (Take it from a fella who's been round th)
From: [personal profile] goesdown
Not dying and not getting in my way. I have faith in you, Dionysus.

[ And then he hangs up, helpful as ever. ]

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