The fire's growing, proper properties none-the-wiser to anyone that isn't of ethereal or supernatural leaning. But oh, he's painfully aware, he knows that it would do a lot more than simply discorporating him if he came in contact with it.
But no thoughts last, not when he sees Crowley in Hastur's grasp and he's faced, yet again, with the kind of reality he'd desperately love to be able to ignore.
It's stronger than him, instincts stronger than him but unfortunately not on friendly terms with logical thinking. "Crowley!" As he steps forward with absolutely no plan.
That is Hellfire, that is a Duke of Hell, that is Crowley, and he has no plan.
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Date: 2019-08-14 04:37 pm (UTC)But no thoughts last, not when he sees Crowley in Hastur's grasp and he's faced, yet again, with the kind of reality he'd desperately love to be able to ignore.
It's stronger than him, instincts stronger than him but unfortunately not on friendly terms with logical thinking. "Crowley!" As he steps forward with absolutely no plan.
That is Hellfire, that is a Duke of Hell, that is Crowley, and he has no plan.