Post by Crowley on Sept 21, 2013 14:24:18 GMT -5
Within minutes of watching another guest walk away from the counter, the bell rang causing the front desk clerk to jump scared. "Oh my goodness, didn't see you there." She smiled at the man standing there, "Sorry didn't mean to scare you, love." Crowley smiled at her "Reservation for one, under Crowley." The clerk was busy typing on her keyboard "Ah yes there it is, oh the penthouse, not too shabby, what's the occasion?" She said, "Oh landing a few contracts for my business, and I'm meeting a few friends later. And you're definitely welcome to come at anytime." He said flirting with her, she blushing at him "Well..maybe I'll take you up at the offer Mr.Crowley, here's your room key." As she handed the key to him, laying another hand on his for a few seconds then normal. Crowley winked at her as he left to the elevators, his flirting smile turning into a face of annoyance. "Stupid bimbo." He mumbled to himself as he walked into the elevator, but appeared in front of his room.
He opened the door with the flick of his finger, just because he was on the run didn't mean he was going to live in squalor.
He smiled to himself, it had been along time since he was living in luxury. Battling Winchesters, can take a lot of out your R&R. He went to the bar, and pour himself something to drink as he looked around. He noticed something wasn't right, he just remember what it was. He snapped his fingers branding the walls with angel and demon sigils. He heard a knock on the door, he look through the peephole to see the front desk clerk standing there. Crowley rolled his eyes as he opened the door, putting on a fake smile. "Hello darling I thought you wouldn't come." "Oh, I'm on break right now I just wanted to come up and say hi." She invited herself in. "Excuse me, but I have to make a call." Crowley said disappearing into the other room, the clerk stopped she saw the markings on the walls.
"Whoa, you can't put paint on the walls.." She stopped as Crowley shoved a knife into her throat, smiling at her "Like I said, I need to make a call." As the blood poured into a bowl and the clerk fell to the ground, dead. "Surak clamavi ad te, bivio dæmonium." He chants as the blood started to bubble, Crowley smiles "Hello Surak."
He opened the door with the flick of his finger, just because he was on the run didn't mean he was going to live in squalor.
He smiled to himself, it had been along time since he was living in luxury. Battling Winchesters, can take a lot of out your R&R. He went to the bar, and pour himself something to drink as he looked around. He noticed something wasn't right, he just remember what it was. He snapped his fingers branding the walls with angel and demon sigils. He heard a knock on the door, he look through the peephole to see the front desk clerk standing there. Crowley rolled his eyes as he opened the door, putting on a fake smile. "Hello darling I thought you wouldn't come." "Oh, I'm on break right now I just wanted to come up and say hi." She invited herself in. "Excuse me, but I have to make a call." Crowley said disappearing into the other room, the clerk stopped she saw the markings on the walls.
"Whoa, you can't put paint on the walls.." She stopped as Crowley shoved a knife into her throat, smiling at her "Like I said, I need to make a call." As the blood poured into a bowl and the clerk fell to the ground, dead. "Surak clamavi ad te, bivio dæmonium." He chants as the blood started to bubble, Crowley smiles "Hello Surak."