"If we teleport out of here, we'll direct all of their eyes on us, they will all know we're here," Crowley says, firmly.
All the same, he watches as the creature begins to curl tighter and tighter around the wing of the airplane and it shakes harder. He doesn't know what that is, but it looks like something very unpleasant. One of Hastur's pets, maybe? He always kept a few, and none of them were particularly, well, friendly. He couldn't see any other way out of this.
He holds onto Aziraphale's hand and takes a breath, steadying himself for the movement through space. He thinks about the ground, he thinks about the tarmac and the airport.
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it's okay crowley will save you bb
Date: 2019-07-26 12:44 am (UTC)All the same, he watches as the creature begins to curl tighter and tighter around the wing of the airplane and it shakes harder. He doesn't know what that is, but it looks like something very unpleasant. One of Hastur's pets, maybe? He always kept a few, and none of them were particularly, well, friendly. He couldn't see any other way out of this.
He holds onto Aziraphale's hand and takes a breath, steadying himself for the movement through space. He thinks about the ground, he thinks about the tarmac and the airport.
"Are you ready?"