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[itselbitch]

Hi. Simple request, for anyone who wants to chip in on this little experiment.

There isn't fodder readily available to work with, but if it's not too inconvenient, mind saving some seeds from the food you're eating? Just wash them clean and let them air dry. The more there is to work with, the greater the success will be.

[ he doesn't really go into further detail, but the intent is likely obvious. someone's planning on doing a little gardening and seeing how it fairs here. ]

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[itselbitch]

No, no, never from me. One can never have too many drinking friends, I think.

I'll be the one with the lantern. [ get it? because it's empty and-- forget it. ]

[sauntered_downward]

[Crowley didn't even dignify that text with a response. He really shouldn't be spending time with a human here. What was it Aziraphale called it? Fraternizing. Even though this was to get some tequila, which Crowley realized he was missing quite a bit right now. Especially in this place.

The beach isn't hard to find, and he holds up his lantern, looking out into the dark through his sunglasses. Even used to them as he is, he has to admit they're a bit ridiculous in all this dark.]