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nightlogs2023-12-21 09:47 pm
demonicmiracle) wrote in nightlogs2023-12-21 09:47 pm
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Who: crowley + jaskier
What: two idiots are let loose in london
Where: london
When: some nebulous time before christmas
Warnings/Notes: inadvisable flirting probably
[This has, quite frankly, been a long time coming, but there was the whole thing with the witches, and Crowley's mostly been spending time hovering around Aziraphale in the aftermath, since it makes the both of them feel better. He'd promised Jaskier a trip into the city, though, to discover all the highs and lows of modern fashion.
It hadn't really taken much convincing to get Jaskier to come along, and we're going to skip over the internal narration aspect of actually traveling to the location, because that's not fun for anyone.
The priority is a London high street; Crowley decides on Brick Lane, figuring that Jaskier will appreciate the hipster vibe of the place, and he knows from experience that it ought to have a good mix of designer fashion along with smaller vintage boutiques. There's a lot of fashion history to cover, considering Jaskier thinks doublets are the height of fashion.]
Let's start with a few of the vintage places. I'll ease you in before we head to a proper shop.
[Not that vintage stores aren't proper, but they tend to be a lot more casual than walking into like, a Gucci store.]
What: two idiots are let loose in london
Where: london
When: some nebulous time before christmas
Warnings/Notes: inadvisable flirting probably
[This has, quite frankly, been a long time coming, but there was the whole thing with the witches, and Crowley's mostly been spending time hovering around Aziraphale in the aftermath, since it makes the both of them feel better. He'd promised Jaskier a trip into the city, though, to discover all the highs and lows of modern fashion.
It hadn't really taken much convincing to get Jaskier to come along, and we're going to skip over the internal narration aspect of actually traveling to the location, because that's not fun for anyone.
The priority is a London high street; Crowley decides on Brick Lane, figuring that Jaskier will appreciate the hipster vibe of the place, and he knows from experience that it ought to have a good mix of designer fashion along with smaller vintage boutiques. There's a lot of fashion history to cover, considering Jaskier thinks doublets are the height of fashion.]
Let's start with a few of the vintage places. I'll ease you in before we head to a proper shop.
[Not that vintage stores aren't proper, but they tend to be a lot more casual than walking into like, a Gucci store.]
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I've a hard time imagining you poisoning anyone.
[Not that he doesn't think Jaskier could potentially defend himself if he had to, but poisoning just doesn't seem like him.
The second noise he makes is more of an amused snort.]
Let's hope it doesn't come to that, hm?
[What a tragedy that would be, when no one's even gotten to enjoy it.]
Take your time having a poke around, I've been know to manage patience on occasion.
[This is a joke, mostly, since he's actually very patient, all things considered.]
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[He throws his hand up into the air dramatically.]
I try to keep my bits attached, when possible. It's not always in my control, but I do what I can.
[It really would be a tragedy. That being said, it's not entirely true that no one (beside Jaskier) has gotten to enjoy it. He and Dan hit it off very well at Puss' welcoming party.]
I'll make sure to take advantage of your indulgence.
[Is he joking? He probably should be, but he's not. He will take your inch and run several miles.
What follows is a shopping montage 90s movies could only dream of, complete with Jaskier stepping out of a changing room in complete outfits for Anthony to nod approvingly or shake his head at. Please imagine the era-appropriate girly-pop song of your choice playing as the shenanigans ensure. There are so many shenanigans.
At one point he comes out of the changing room in an outfit perfect for clubbing. He's donned a holographic mesh crop top over a black harness, which frames his pecs quite nicely, and a pair of sinfully tight shorts.]
This one seems a tad indecent.
[He doesn't say it like it's a bad thing. In fact, he's got a stupid little grin on his face.]
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It's only unfortunate that the shopping montage didn't involve a break for Crowley to go acquire coffee, since a spit take would be the only appropriate reaction to the outfit that Jaskier ends up in. Instead, Crowley has to just laugh; it isn't at Jaskier, more the sort of shocked reaction that comes from Crowley being suddenly confronted with someone he fancies a bit wearing very revealing clothing.]
That's a lot bloody indecent. You're about six months early for the kink events at Pride month.
[Jaskier is not going to have the context for that statement, which is usually something that Crowley tries to be considerate about, but he's currently distracted by other things.]
cw: canon-typical mention of sex workers
He has no idea what "events at Pride month" means, but he does know the wordy "kinky", so he's going to assume that means he looks as sexy as he thinks he does.
He twists to check out his barely-covered backside in the mirror, which has the added benefit of giving Anthony a bit of a show.]
I'm not sure even the whores of Novigrad would be daring enough to go out in this.
[Once again, this does not seem to be a negative.]
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And you are?
[Brave enough to go out in that; Jaskier has to know that isn't exactly appropriate to wear outside in the middle of winter.]
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[Vanity's a hell of a drug.]
I will say that I have no idea what the appropriate venue for such an outfit would be.
[A lesser man would make an on-your-bedroom-floor joke, but Jaskier holds himself to a higher standard than that.]
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[There's only so much magic that Crowley can work, and he doesn't think he could keep Jaskier warm for more than ten minutes if he's outside.]
The appropriate venue would be a bloody nightclub, likely a gay one, but it's a bit early for any to be open.
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[The concept of a gay night club is intriguing. He wants to know more.]
Tell me more about this "appropriate venue".
[He saunters over to Anthony and sits next to him, a bit (read: a lot) closer than necessary. He is an eager student, please learn him the ways of the modern gays.]
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This whole situation has become dangerous territory, actually, as Jaskier gets far closer than he ought to. Crowley arches an eyebrow, a clear I see what you're doing but he neither moves away nor tells Jaskier to back up.]
A nightclub is a bit like a tavern, without the food and instead it's got a whole lot of loud music, flashing lights, and drunk people dancing. A gay nightclub is all that but for blokes who fancy blokes.
[He's used words like queer and gay before but he can't remember if he actually provided a definition, and since Jaskier seems so casual talking about same sex attraction, he realizes they might not have specific words for it, where he's from.]
A lot of people go clubbing for the express purpose of getting laid, so it's a tad more acceptable to show up without much clothing.
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Bathhouses have fallen out of style, then.
[This is mostly a joke, but it's coming from the real sensation of being overwhelmed and slightly lost. This place is so different-- amazing, but different. He's not sure what he would do with Anthony to help him muddle through.]
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Yes and no. We've still got bathhouses, but the expectation there is to be fooling around on the premises. The people at clubs who're looking to get laid tend to be planning to go home with someone or take 'em home. And unlike the bathhouses, there are folks who go to the clubs just to dance.
[This is, at least, his best summary of things, since he's not exactly super clued into the current scene.
Maybe he ought to be honest about this.]
You can take this with a grain of salt. I've not been properly clubbing for forty something years and I can't remember the last time I was at a bathhouse.
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[Music, dancing, drinking, and the opportunity to leave with a partner (or partners) for a more private venue. If his encounter with Dan is any indication, the process of finding company for a night is the same as ever. He can always explore his other options in the future.]
You really have been a gods-send, Anthony. I'm afraid I might have been somewhat lost in all this mess without you.
[He is, of course, talking specific about the "procuring an appropriate wardrobe" process they're going through. If it could also be applicable to the rest of their current situation, that's just a convenient coincidence.
Reader, you must remember that this tender moment of emotional vulnerability is being had in the middle of a thrift store, while Jaskier is wearing something that can only be considered actual clothing by the loosest of definitions. The pleather of his short-shorts creaks every time he shifts his weight.]
I'd be getting drunk on far worse wines, at least.
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You might want to save that gratitude for when you're not wearing the most ridiculous outfit known to man.
[They can go with the pretense that this is about specifically the process of clothes shopping and not anything else. That's fine with Crowley. Never let it be said that he'll turn down an opportunity to avoid too many emotions.
He does, however, give Jaskier a pat on his bare thigh in both an unspoken you're welcome and an indication for him to get his ass up.]
Go put something sensible on before we lose the whole day in here. We've got plenty to do still.
[Emotional vulnerability happened for three seconds and that's enough for Crowley, time to move on.]
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[A touch! Skin on skin contact! He is truly thriving.
The dark hairs on his leg stand up as Anthony pulls away. It's like his body is trying to cling on for as long as possible.
He stands and walks away, pausing before entering the changing room.]
So, the outfit's a keeper, right?
[He's might as well fish for one last compliment for the metaphorical road.]
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If I'm taking you to a club, sure.
[Jaskier has received so many compliments already, Crowley isn't rising to that latest bait to give him yet another one.
Otherwise people might start to think he's not a bastard.]
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Well, I'm getting it, so I suppose you'll just have to.
[He comes out in a slightly muted, multi-colored button-up with vertical stripes of varying widths. It's tucked into a pair of light purple trousers. On top he wears a brown leather jacket. He's wearing the same leather boots he arrived in, they're perfectly function, but his socks are blue with a pattern of little yellow flowers.
Jaskier tosses the garments he just doffed into their cart, tousles his hair, and sends a rakish grin Anthony's way.]
Shall we?
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He'll just look fond and amused at that rakish grin.]
We shall.
[The cart sort of just follows him to the check out, since he isn't the kind of person who pushes a cart around a store, and leaves the problem of bagging Jaskier's items to the cashier. He's still wearing the leather jacket, so he just snaps off the tag and hands it over to be scanned with everything else.]
Where to next? We could pop into some other shops, head to a gallery, find somewhere for lunch? Has it been long enough since you last ate?
[The question of someone who does not need to eat and sometimes forgets what the feeding schedules are for humans.]