As nice as it was to have his drink refilled, Schuldig immediately tensed up. People don't do magic just like that. The only context in which he had seen this kind of power was... way back, when he was trained. Some form of telekinesis, apparently. He sent a thought towards the stranger, >

The Demon Crowley@crowleyonearth.bsky.social · last yr.

Crowley’s hand, still raised, closed and he snapped his fingers and the raised glass of the stranger’s refilled. Consider it his good deed for the night.

Shit, too obvious, he scolded himself mentally. He opened his blue eyes a little wider, acting like he had just been pulled out from thoughts - not far from reality anyway. A little nod went to the stranger, and he raised his half-empty glass in a greeting.

The Demon Crowley@crowleyonearth.bsky.social · last yr.

Having hailed the bartender, he ordered a glass of red wine. While waiting for it, he felt eyes on him as he leaned coolly against the bar. Looking around, he noticed the stranger and flicked a hand in greeting. He had nothing to hide.

That gin the last night was a terrible idea. The fifth, at least.

He's watching from a corner of the room, trying to determine if this weird guest at the bar is more of an eccentric rockstar weird or danger weird.

The Demon Crowley@crowleyonearth.bsky.social · last yr.

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