http://likethetragedy.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] likethetragedy.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2011-11-13 06:43 pm

These colors make my eyes hurt

Who: Elektra Natchios, people she likes, and probably anyone who feels like showing up.
What: Lunch at the Lux and Hot Springs later
When: Saturday afternoon-evening
Where: Starting at the Lux and ending at the Hot Springs
Rating: PG? It's just a nice get together.
Notes: Prose to start but, it's encouraged to move to commentspam.

Elektra was not the type of person to arrange a get together. She was the type to reluctantly show up to one after being prodded endlessly about it and hope to get in as little interaction as possible. So why throw one? What did she have to gain? Nothing; she found (not for the first time) she cared. There was not a lot of time in her opinion before something went terribly wrong in the castle. Paranoia from years of having strangers try to kill her aside, a lot of ugly things occurred here. An uncomfortable amount of it was directed at her and people she favored. It made sense to give all of them a good day to look back on whenever the castle decided to turn on them. This was how Elektra decided to justify moving out of her comfort zone for today.

With the leaves still in full force, a picnic outside wouldn't be very practical. Thankfully the Lux always made for a nice alternative. In the early afternoon hours, Elektra sat the Lux waiting for the others. She thinks she made the right choice picking this place. It was inviting and they head out to the springs right away after they finished here. Honestly she found it a lot easier to have someone else do all the cooking. Elektra was already taking a big enough step asking for her companion's time. Cooking for them would be pushing it.

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-16 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He gives a sheepish grin, moving to lounge on a seat.

"What can I say? I was struck my inspiration."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"I had one or two interested punters," the demon shrugs. "But then Aziraphale told me I wasn't to mess with the kids anymore so that ended that bit of fun."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-19 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley groans, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"That would be the one. Thanks for reminding me about that"

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
The demon shakes his head.

"He probably thought he was being witty or something, he tends to not quite get how normal people act."

He paused, considering.

"Normal people who weren't from Victorian England anyway."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-24 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably," Crowley shrugs non-committally, "It was horrifically boring. I spent most of it asleep."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-11-26 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
He flashes her a smirk.

"It does kill a bit of time."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-04 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cute, me?" the demon puts a hand to his chest. "Never. Not me, my fair lady."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-07 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Crowley chuckles.

"Seems like I show my ages whatever I do. Just be glad I'm not the angel. I'd be calling you Madame and all that stuff."

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com 2011-12-12 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? He has this old-timey thing about him. He thinks it's cool."