Open Log - I feel like I should be cackling

[inferiority_complex]

Who: Chris Halliwell and you (OPEN)
When: August till event
Where: Solvunn and Horizon
What: Witchy shit
Warnings: weird ass ingredients. Beware of pigs feet.

Will match prose or brackets. Plot with me over at caletara

Comments

[inferiority_complex]

I mean, yeah I probably could. I do. I'm sure I do.

[It just wasn't his first instinct. Chris' first instinct was to lie, cheat and manipulate, because that's what he'd been having to do almost his entire life. Habit. ]

Wait so Michael wasn't joking? I mean....he seemed serious but. Okay yeah, angels aren't really known for their sense of humor.

[satanicpanics]

I mean, do you really wanna take the chance?

[ He grins, teasing, but not in an overly cruel way. He knows what it’s like to be anxious about something, and he’s not going to poke fun at Chris about it too much. He really doesn’t think Michael is going to be doing a whole lot of smiting around here, though ]

Just ask people to say some nice shit about you, dude. It's not that painful.

[inferiority_complex]

[Yeah, Eddie, it kind of was. When you completely believed that most everything was your fault (honestly because it usually was) then, asking people to write nice things about you? Kind of sucked.

Shit was Michael working secretly with Crane?)

Not really, I just don't want to do it.

I suppose I could just ....never talk to him again?

[satanicpanics]

I mean, yeah, that’s an option.

[ Eddie chuckles, going back to messing around with the potion, dripping it on another pebble just to watch it the small explosion. It hasn’t gotten old; he’s still impressed. ]

But Solvunn’s a pretty small place. I don’t think you’d be very successful. It’d probably be easier of you to just get the recommendations and get it over with.