The Park, Thursday Night

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Anyone happening by the park tonight will spot a familiar figure -- and a not-so-familiar one -- sitting on a bench near the pond, feeding the ducks.


[Why not come and meet Aziraphale's old new friend?]

Comments

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

This is pleasant, angel. I don't feel quite so covert with you tonight. Openness has a certain charm.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

There's no reason to be covert here, my dear. [waves his hand vaguely toward the park] You're likely to see all manner of people and things from here, and none of them really try very hard to hide.

[He smiles warmly at Crowley] It is pleasant, isn't it.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Indeed. [he breathes the night air in, turning to look at Aziraphale.] Give me a biscuit, angel?

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale holds out a biscuit toward Crowley.] What do you think?

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

I think it's like an open wound here...but with you it's ni--not bothersome.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale nods, fingers lingering perhaps just a bit longer than necessary on the demon's when he takes the biscuit.]

It is...unusual, isn't it. As if it ISN'T, but at the same time of course, it IS.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Precisely. I felt it as soon as I walked across the bridge. I can see what you meant on the phone. He isn't absent...it's almost as though he's set this town on a shelf and forgotten it though.

[Breaks the biscuit and tosses some to the ducks. His rasping hiss escapes his sharp smile] They are greedy, arent they?

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale contemplates the demon's words as he absently crumbles a biscuit] Perhaps...that's the reason I was sent here. To watch over things.

[sighs] Things here certainly want watching over. [His voice is still carrying the pleased tone of earlier, but it's tinged by a deeper flavor, one of uncertainty mixed with concern.]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor makes his way home from Deb's when he spots Aziraphale and...someone new...feeding the ducks. He wonders if he should hail them.]

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Spotting the Doctor, Aziraphale nods and smiles at him.]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor raises a hand and waves.] Good evening. [He looks over the other man as he approaches. Not human. Vague sense of foreboding, but all in all...better than some.]

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Good evening. [He smiles, looking as contented as the Doctor has ever seen him.] May I introduce an old friend of mine? Doctor, this is Crowley.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

[Flashing wickedly sharp teeth when he smiles, he raises a hand tot his friend of the angel]

What's up, Doc?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor smiles at Aziraphale, then nods in greeting.] Enchanté, Mr Crowley. Just got in from out of town?

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Yes...out of town. Lovely little hamlet, this. Came to chat up the an--Mr. Phale. [looks at Phale, uncertain of who knows what. Best to keep the mouth shut]

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale shrugs and smiles, speaking quietly to Crowley] Seems like nearly everyone knows by now. [He smiles at the Doctor] He knows.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Lovely until it bites your outstretched hand, Mr Crowley. And I can't blame you for wanting to chat up Aziraphale here...he's quite worthy of conversation.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[His hand settled lightly on Crowley's arm, and the ducks for the moment forgotten, Aziraphale watches the banter between his two friends, old and new.]

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Doctor, I peg no man...however, I can see you aren't a man. Perhaps I'll peg you sometime later. [His teeth flash again in a wicked grin before he puts the cigarette between his lips]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

I like to think I'm a touch beyond a man, but definitely not too far beyond.

Only perhaps? Pity. [just a bit of a smile] Assumptions can be so amusing.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Ass out of you and umption, right?

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles quietly] Really, dear boy.

[Addresses the Doctor] Would you like to sit?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[to Crowley, with a bit of a smile] Only on one level.

[to Aziraphale] If there's space. I honestly didn't mean to interrupt.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Of course there's space. [Aziraphale slides, perhaps a bit unnecessarily, closer to Crowley, giving the Doctor room to sit down.]

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

No, no...join us, by all means. I'll even give you a biscuit[snatches the one Phale is holding and hands it to the Doctor]