in response to x. / @lycand
"oh, you don't have time do you?? i come to warn you about the bloody apocalypse but, nooo, you are too busy." the word exaggerates dramatically, which isn't uncommon with the demon. they've always had a flair for the dramatics. "shall i forget the warning and leave you to whatever you were oh so busy doing??" they watch the other intently, it's startling how he seems to be the opposite of aziraphale, but look exactly like them -- just darker. and if crowley was being honest, aziraphale was pretty, was beautiful. lucian was not someone crowley would describe as pretty, he was more well, crowley had not put a lot of thought into it. he blinks a few times, realizing that he has somehow gotten so far off topic in his own head.
they sigh, "aziraphale and i, we're attempting to stop the antichrist," the unspoken 'that is why i'm so busy' hangs in the air. "i'm letting you know, because if we fail -- or if i convince them to come with me to alpha centauri, you deserve to get to live your last few days knowing what is coming." she doesn't think that she would've done this for anyone else, really. taken a few precious minutes to explain the situation when they could've been trying to figure out how to stop the end from coming. but, it's lucian's face. it's the irrational feeling that someone with the love of his life’s aziraphale’s face is out there unaware. "what about you, why are you so busy??"















