Festival of the Gods

[bearshermark]

Who: Eleven and OTA (everyone is invited!)
Where: Temple District
When: September 10th, Sundown- Evening
What: A Question of Belief Adventure Festival!
Warnings: Unlikely

[ooc: prompts in the comments! please feel free to make your own starters off the temple tours and festival streets prompts if you'd like! As this is a culmination of Eleven's adventure, I am going to make every effort to tag everyone that tags in]

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[serpentinthegarden]

[ Him a gentleman? Forgive him for smiling like the cat who caught the canary, but that was a marvelous miscasting. Still, charmed as he was by the idea, Crowley paced around his angel to take in the damage done and then gave his injured coat a little demonic tailoring to knit the ruined hem back together. ]

And we're not miserable. You are the one frowning in the middle of a festival.

[temptationaccomplished]

[Gentleman or not, Crowley still gets an appreciative smile as he does exactly what Aziraphale had hoped he would do. The angel fluffed his curls a bit, primping and straightening himself out after that brief quarrel with the familiar.]

Exactly. And even if I was a bit of a choux pastry, it doesn't mean I let just anyone have a bite.

Now. What were you two discussing before we were so rudely interrupted?

[scotch_egg]

[a fond smile. Too fond. He runs a hand over his mouth and then, hands in his pockets, turns away a little]

You're right. You're not miserable. But since we all have magic here [him to a far lesser degree but nevermind. Not an intuitive bone in him. At least not for this] maybe even being the best in the universe isn't going to make someone happy.

[in other words, he is beyond hope]

Probably something depressing. Don't worry about it.

[temptationaccomplished]

You can't say that and expect me not to worry about it, Alec.

[He's concerned now. What were you talking about. Are you alright?]

Anyway, who wants to be the best? One-upping each other is a terrible sport, really. Leads to all kinds of misery and no one will ever be the best--the next person is always waiting in the wings to take that crown.

Content yourself with enjoying the fun of doing.

[serpentinthegarden]

Memories. We were talking about making some memories not...

[ Vague hand gesture at the conversation he didn't really understand. ]

Pokemon.

[ 'I want to be the very best'~ It was a song that floated to mind amid all this being the best and what all talk. ]

[scotch_egg]

I don't know what a mobile game has to do with anything.

[he shrugged]

Make memories. I'm not trying to be the best, I'm just trying to keep up. Having fun was never on the menu.

[serpentinthegarden]

And I don't know what being the best has to do with anything. We're trying to hang out with you, make memories with you... we aren't looking for the best.

[scotch_egg]

And why do you care except because he does?

[he says it mildly as if he doesn't much matter]

I don't need pity.

[serpentinthegarden]

You want me to lie? Pretend I remember all these events I never went through. I could if it would help.

[ Aziraphale wanted a family and the idea hadn't landed badly with him. ]

I've never had a family. Ever. I can't help but wonder what that might be like...

[scotch_egg]

[he sighed]

You both are gigantic pains in the ass. I don't even know if it was real anyway. It didn't feel real. It felt too good for someone like me. But I suppose since you're both utter bastards it evens out.


[he moves to Crowley's side and shakes his head. Then in a dramatic move, loops an arm around his neck and drags him down to dig his knuckles against his stupid head.

Does he mean it? Not completely. There isn't going to be happy family time because it is so thin and fragile that it will just go again in an instant. But-- he can't help wanting to take care of them. To give them a little bit of happiness, not that they needed more than each other.]

[temptationaccomplished]

[Helpful, Crowley, so helpful.]

Why are memories--You know what, I don't want to know.

[serpentinthegarden]

[ What? You didn't follow the vague and sort of logic-less jump? ]

Memories are important. Its a human thing. Helps... knit people together.