10-10-2019, 05:53 AM
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This was not through any fault of his own -- he'd had them for over six millennium, after all, so if he could, he'd have learned a long time ago. It was just -- well. Most demons, when they Fell, lost their wings. But even those that didn't still couldn't - they'd plummet to the ground.
Crowley didn't like to think about it. One thing would lead to another, and then Crowley would be launching himself off of some tall structure, before landing hard on the ground. And, well, Crowley didn't think was a ... terribly productive way to spend his time*.
*which is to say, it hurts, a lot. Not just physically.
"I dunno Wormwood, a little pain might urge them to learn faster," Crowley jokes, trying to fake a lake of discomfort. He doesn't actually care about the unsafe conditions, mind. He just doesn't really like to think about flying. Grin tight around the edges and wings drawn close to his body, he doesn't particularly succeed. "I'll be staying out of it, too," He adds hastily a long few moments later, shrugging. Nobody needed to know the reasons, anyways.
[glow=#000,1,400]all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to — [abbr=tags]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]Crowley couldn't fly.This was not through any fault of his own -- he'd had them for over six millennium, after all, so if he could, he'd have learned a long time ago. It was just -- well. Most demons, when they Fell, lost their wings. But even those that didn't still couldn't - they'd plummet to the ground.
Crowley didn't like to think about it. One thing would lead to another, and then Crowley would be launching himself off of some tall structure, before landing hard on the ground. And, well, Crowley didn't think was a ... terribly productive way to spend his time*.
*which is to say, it hurts, a lot. Not just physically.
"I dunno Wormwood, a little pain might urge them to learn faster," Crowley jokes, trying to fake a lake of discomfort. He doesn't actually care about the unsafe conditions, mind. He just doesn't really like to think about flying. Grin tight around the edges and wings drawn close to his body, he doesn't particularly succeed. "I'll be staying out of it, too," He adds hastily a long few moments later, shrugging. Nobody needed to know the reasons, anyways.