Welcome to Hell - Open

[st_illfighting]

Dean rubbed his face for what seemed like the millionth time. He needed a drink or five. People were getting friends and family from home visiting them, word was spreading fast and who did he get? Castiel? Nope. Benny? Nope. Bobby? Nope. Charlie? Nope. He got Crowley. His freaking ghost of Christmas future.

He reached over the bar and picked up a half full whiskey bottle, Dean didn't bother with a shot glass but gave himself a highball glassful.

"Gonna share?" A soft British voice said by Dean's shoulder.

"Go away." Dean didn't even bother to look.

"Now is that anyway to treat your bestie? I came all this way to give you the information so you could be prepared and this is how you treat me. I'm hurt." His tone indicated that he was anything but. Crowley reached over and plucked the bottle from Dean's hand and poured himself a nice glassful, too. He settled on the barstool next to Dean and spun to look at the place. "What do you do for fun around here?"

"Torture demons." Dean muttered.

Crowley's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Dean just shot Crowley a look.

"It's not nice to get a bloke's hopes up like that." A smile spread across his features as someone entered the bar. "Now, that's more like it."

Comments

Jane and Dean

[st_artingpoint]

A part of Jane hoped that someone from Asgard would come visit her, but realistically, she knew that no 'ghosts' would visit her as others seemed to have. So, she decided to enjoy the Christmas decorations around the inn. As she walked by the bar, she noticed Dean and headed in that direction.

Jane slid onto the stool on the other side of Dean. She didn't recognize the man next to Dean, so she assumed a new arrival that she hadn't met yet. "Hello." Her greeting encompassed both men.

Re: Jane and Dean

[st_illfighting]

"Hello." Crowley said before Dean got a chance to cut him off.

"Jane, Crowley. Crowley, Jane." Dean's attention was on Jane, "feel free to shoot him anytime, anywhere."

"Ignore him. I'm quite charming. He's just had a bad day." Because he knew it would piss Dean off, Crowley left where he was, to sit on the other side of Jane.

Re: Jane and Dean

[st_artingpoint]

Jane arched an eyebrow at Dean's response. While there was an aspect of teasing to his tone, she could tell he was serious about shooting Crowley.

"I'm also good with a bow and arrow." She smirked at Dean but then turned her attention to Crowley. "So, does that mean that you helped him have that bad day?" There was a tinge of humor to her expression.

Re: Jane and Dean

[st_illfighting]

"Of course. It's part of my charm." Crowley sipped at his drink, but his gaze stayed on Jane. "Kill the messenger." He made a tsk sound.

Was it his fault that Dean made some bad life choices? No. He just took advantage of them.

Re: Jane and Dean

[st_artingpoint]

"Ah, you're part of the visitors that are here." Jane said and sipped at her drink. She shifted her weight to see Dean around Crowley, "Get bad news from back home?"

[st_unaligned]

Bo was in a particularly good mood because Kenzi had shown up. Dressed in her usual tight leathers and low cut top, she walked in with hips swaying and a big smile on her lips. It was her shift at the bar so she headed for it, offering Dean and his friend a smile.

[st_illfighting]

Crowley perked up at Bo's approach, thinking how she would make a fantastic demon. If not her, her meat suit. His smile reflected that thought. "Hello."

Dean didn't scowl at Crowley because he knew that would just encourage him. "Crowley's just visiting." It was unspoken that the sooner he left the better.

"Oh, I don't know, I might stick around. It's certainly entertaining." Crowley smirked.

[st_unaligned]

He had a British accent. Fancy. Bo couldn't help but send Crowley a flirtatious smile simple because it seemed that Dean was bothered by Crowley and Bo was in one of those moods. "I don't know, Dean. He seems kind of fun." Though definitely Bo got that 'Dark Fae' vibe from him.

[st_illfighting]

"Sure if you think Cobras are fun." Dean muttered.

Crowley preened at the compliment from Dean, but his gaze was all on Bo. "See? That's what I like. A woman with discerning taste."

"She's Sam's girlfriend." He thought he should let Crowley know that but he was pretty sure that just whetted Crowley's appetite for pissing off Sam.

[st_unaligned]

" I am." She smiled fondly at the mention of Sam. "How do you know Sam and Dean?"

[st_huntermom]

"Who's your friend?" Mary walked in, smiling fondly as she always did to Dean and offering a friendly, though more reserved nod to the man she didn't recognize.

[st_illfighting]

Before Dean could answer, Crowley said smoothly, "someone that saved your sons' lives many times."

"Someone that put us in danger more times." Dean scowled. But Crowley had told him that his mother returned and that alone had his scowl not be as heated as it could be. "Mom, this is Crowley."

To be honest, Dean didn't really mind Crowley, King of Hell or not.

[st_huntermom]

She glanced between the two of them and then studied Dean's face to figure out how she should actually feel about this man. There was something about him that put her hunter sense on edge, but she didn't know why.

"Well, if you've saved my sons lives, then I should thank you. But I'd be nice if you kept them out of the fire more often."

[st_illfighting]

"Well you'd probably have to talk to Moose and Squirrel about that. They have a habit of just jumping into things. But they always pull it out of the fire." Crowley said truthfully. "Think they get that from you actually."

But he'd never met John so, he couldn't really compare.

Dean explained, "Sam is Moose."

[st_huntermom]

It took her a second to make the Bullwinkle reference, though she was more interested in Crowley's comment. "How exactly would you know they take after me?"

Jackson and Dean

[st_illfleshandblood]

"I'm more like it?" Jackson asked as he walked in, for his traditional end-of-shift drink. The smell of smoke was strong on his clothes, as he was walking in from outside having just had a cigarette. "More like what?" He grabbed a stool on the other side of the stranger, and nodded a friendly greeting at Dean before turning to the bartender. "Hey, darlin'. Can I get my - usual." In that pause between one word and the next, a glass of whisky had already been set down in front of him, and he touched two fingers to the tip of his hat. "Thanks, darlin', you're an angel."

Re: Jackson and Dean

[st_illfighting]

"Someone more interesting than the rest of the people at the inn." Crowley said easily. What he didn't say, of course, was that he would make a nice pawn to play with.

Dean just rolled his eyes at Crowley. "What he means is that you'd make a nice distraction and not in a good way. Think of a cat playing with a mouse."

"That's insulting. I'm more of a lion playing with an antelope."

Re: Jackson and Dean

[st_illfleshandblood]

After taking a sip of whisky, Jackson leaned forward enough on the bar to look around the stranger at Dean. "Is he a real boy, or another one of those... apparitions?" That was a good word for them. Neutral.

Re: Jackson and Dean

[st_illfighting]

Dean smirked, "yeah but he's impotent." That never got tiring saying that.

"Hey!" Crowley scowled at Dean and made a mental note of hexing other Dean when he returned to his world. That brought a smile again.

"He's corporeal, but he doesn't have his powers here, so impotent." Yeah, that was still fun to say.

Re: Jackson and Dean

[st_illfleshandblood]

"Powers, huh?" Jackson reached out for a nearby bowl of peanuts, and brought it closer. "What kind of powers?"

Sam and Dean and Crowley

[st_andingtall]

"Why do I hate him already?" Sam asked Dean without giving the asshole (demon, obviously, he reeked of it, and Sam's magic was at least ten times stronger than it had been when he got here.

Re: Sam and Dean and Crowley

[st_illfighting]

"Because you're smart." Dean said as he sipped his drink. "This is Crowley. Started out as a Crossroad demon, graduated to King of Hell."

Crowley ignored Dean, it was easy to do. "stepped into the void you left when you defeated Lilith and Lucifer got put back in the cage." He'd seen an opportunity and grabbed it with both hands. He took after his mother like that.

Re: Sam and Dean and Crowley

[st_andingtall]

"Hell of a promotion," Sam was saying when the demon started talking. He glanced aside at this 'Crowley'. "Guess that means you owe me your crown."

And then he looked back at Dean. "He's in the books, right?" With everything Bo was going through, he hadn't had a chance to read them all yet.

Re: Sam and Dean and Crowley

[st_illfighting]

"Yeah, he is." Dean nodded, "the last ones. The 'unpublished' couple of books at the end of the series." He made a face. He still hated those books. Crowley first appeared in them after Sam got out of Hell.

"Books?" Crowley took a minute to remember and then chuckled. "Oh right the Winchester Gospel." He did little air quotes around Gospel.

Re: Sam and Dean and Crowley

[st_andingtall]

"Got it." He'd be reading those as soon as he could. For now, he sat down beside Dean and ordered a drink.

"What are you doing here?" he asked Crowley, blunt and short-tempered.