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[All right...some pieces are slowly thudding into place in his liquor-addled brain. Give him a moment. Beastie...A.J. Crowley...his husband...]

Hold on is this Anthony?

Have I been talking to you this whole time without realizing it?

Had you not realised? I thought we were just not addressing the other gentleman.

[You know, the scary monster that eats people.]

To be fair the A could stand for a great many thigns! You could be Alexei or Anastas for all I know.

I suppose beastie isn't the WORST nickname I've gotten.

Forgot I introduced myself as Anthony, if I'm being honest, most folks call me Crowley

Does it bother you? Can drop it if it does

[While not the most empathetic person in the world, he tries to be good about names, when he knows how important they are.]

I'll call you whatever you like. It's the least I can do after you so graciously let me chomp on you and helped me out nevertheless.

No, I don't mind it. In a way it takes power away from my little friend.

Either is fine, been Crowley for longer than I've been Anthony, but I'd not have picked the names if I didn't like them

That's one way of putting it. You got that sorted out yet, or should I be careful walking home alone at night?

You got to pick your own name?

What do you think about Anton?

I am working on it. I got new sedatives from Gwenhywfaf and Matt has offered to help me practice controlling it.

[In his drunk state, it doesn't occur to him that Crowley might not have any context for who these people are. Also, sorry for butchering your name Gwenhwyfar...]

Sure, wasn't like it's hard to do, just told people what I wanted to be called. Most of them listened.

It's an alright name, but it isn't mine

Gwenhwyfar mentioned she'd had a run in with you. No idea who Matt is, but it's good you're getting it sorted

[Well, he supposes he's technically borrowing his last name, having no claim to the bloodline of kings who came before him... While he's drunk off his ass, he at least has enough sense not to bring up this thorny detail.]

Most people are given a name by their parents and stick with it to the end.

I've been trying to get it sorted for the better part of a year now but I'm nothing if not persistent. Did she mention it? I hope Gwenhywfaf had only lovely things to say about me.

My creator saw fit to take my name when She kicked me out, had a new one given to me, didn't like it much, so I figured out my own

She didn't mention you much, sorry for the blow to your eager, I've been helping her with some of her own business, think she was a bit rattled by the whole thing

[Does it reveal something that she went to Crowley about it? Probably, but he's really not thinking that hard about it.]

[He has been curious since their first conversation...and now strikes him as the perfect time to ask...]

If you don't mind me asking...what manner of being are you exactly?

There truly is no polite way to phrase that question, is there.

I'll survive. My ego has a robust constitution! But I feel like I owe her for torubling herself with me. So far she has brushed off my thanks.

I've been asked less politely. I gotta ask a couple questions, first.

How do you believe the universe was made? You've Saints, do you have a God?

That doesn't surprise me all that much. Send her a gift basket full of steak, if you'd like to properly thank her

You see, nobody has produced a satisfying answer to that question. Grisha concern themselves with the making at the heart of the world. Think of it as the forces that hold everything in existence together. But how did these forces come about?

I personally don't have a god. The Fjerdans have Djel and the Kerch have Ghezen. Is your creator your god?

Less philosophically, a basket of steak is an excellent idea.

When you're a bit more sober, remind me to ask what exactly a Grisha is.

But yeah, that'd be roughly on the money. God made angels first, to help Her build the universe, that's what I was, had a hand in all of that business until one of the first angels started a bit of a rebellion and got a bunch of us kicked out. God took our grace and our names and our forms, so we made them anew.

[Not the grace, but the rest of it. He's never framed it exactly this way before, and it almost makes him proud of himself, for having managed it. And for having managed it without losing himself along the way, as so many other demons did.]

The trick will be reminding myself to remind you.

Then you're an esrtwhile angel? You had a hand in building the world?

[He's trying to wrap his liquor-soaked brain around this... Wow. Neat.]

All the Saints and their ugly mothers. For the record this tops meeting actual Saints.

'Fallen' is the preferred terminology for the rest of my lot, always thought that was a bit wanky, honestly. Most people would call me a demon.

It was mostly nebula, that sort of business. Big clouds of gas floating about in space, not too exciting.

[It's very exciting, actually.]

Glad to hear I'm more impressive than Saints

IDK, I'm rather fond of a bit of drama personally...

Some would call me a demon too. You're in excellent company.

Very exciting and very impressive!!!

[Hence all the exclamation points.]

You know, I'm not shocked to hear that

It isn't infernal, whatever's in you, but I suppose people call all sorts of things demons

Flatterer, and a drunk one at that

Often things that defy their limited understanding of the world. Ah, look at me turning philosopical as I get in my cups.

Can angels even get drunk?

Oh, you don't need to tell me. All I did was ask a few questions and look where I am now. God isn't much more open minded that humans.

With some effort! Takes a bit more than it would for you, and we can sober up instantly, if we want

I'm learning that the beings we think of as divine or holy aren't entirely different from the rest of us.

That does sound like a useful trick!

More likely to be cunts, in my experience, and I'll include myself in that. Something about power corrupting, probably.

One of many, I'm very clever 😉

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