Rare Books Shop, Monday

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The shop is open, although it's fairly quiet. There's no music playing, although there are Boxing Day gifts for the employees -- small packages of candied fruits, coffee or tea, and biscuits. Aziraphale's set of chairs and table -- the ones that used to sit by the window, have been moved into a secluded corner near the kitchen, and there's now only one armchair.

This is where he can be found, if anyone happens to be looking for him. He's reading, although occasionally he pulls a small blue jewel from his pocket and gazes at it. If you're looking for relationship advice today...don't come to the angel.


[ooc: Slow-playing liek woah today, until the mun actually gets home this evening.]

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BOOKS

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Browse, read, buy. There's tea and snacks in the lounge, which will help with your browsing and reading. Buying, on the other hand, might be a little more difficult.

Re: BOOKS

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

She sits on the couch, one leg bent and pulled to her chest, the other stretched out. Leaning back casually, she blinks slowly as she watches the angel.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After a while of being of watched, without looking up, Aziraphale says, "If you have something you'd like to say, please be so kind as to say it. If not, perhaps there's something you could be doing elsewhere."

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[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

//Why do I look like this?//

She blinks slowly, canting her head to the side.

//And why are you so sad the demon is gone?//

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Still looking at his book, Aziraphale replies, "I expect it's because you were corporated from our feathers."

After a long pause, he adds, "And I miss him because he was my friend."

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[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

//Why?//

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Sighing, the angel closes the book. "Why what, Magdalene?"

Re: BOOKS

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

//Why is he your friend? Why were your feathers together? Why did you lose your feathers? Why do I look like him? Why can't I talk? Why...why don't you like me?//

Re: BOOKS

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale sighs again, closing his eyes for a moment before responding.

"He is my friend because he's the only other person who's been around to talk to for six thousand years, we understand one another, and he's not as bad a sort as most people think. Also, I find him interesting and amusing, and he's always been rather nice to me." He frowns a little, then moves on to the next question. "Our feathers were together because we'd stored them there until they could be disposed of, and rather forgot about them. We lost them because...I lost mine because I had assisted with a very important spell and used too much power. Crowley lost his because...because he was upset that I was dying."

The remainder of his answer comes very quickly. "I already told you why you look like him, and I haven't any idea why you can't talk. And I don't dislike you...you simply make me nervous and I'm rather in a foul mood today."

Then he reopens the book and stares at it, a great deal less calm than he had been.

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[chasingangela]

At some point in late morning, Angela decides she might be less miserable if she left the coffee shop and walked around town. For the first time, she notices what looks like activity inside a small bookshop near the park.

She walks in and begins to browse the shelves.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale looks up from his book when the door opens, and his face brightens a little when he sees Angela. Pouring her a cup of her favorite tea, he stands and walks over.

"Good morning, Miss Chase. I hope you had a nice holiday," he says, holding out the cup.

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[chasingangela]

In spite of herself, Angela's mood is dissipated a bit by this greeting. She takes a sip of tea before she answers. "Good moprning. I'm a different Angela than you're used to, but other than wanting to go home, I'm fine."

Then she recognizes the man offering the tea and she almost manages a smile. "Mr. Phale! You saved me from thezombies, right?"

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale cocks his head. "Yes...you are different, aren't you? But you remember me, so perhaps not as different as all that. And yes, you and several others took refuge in my shop during the invasion."

Motioning her further inside, he waves a hand toward the lounge. "Would you like to sit down, my dear? And perhaps tell me what's happened that would...change things so?"

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[chasingangela]

Angela takes the seat he motions to and briefly explains what happenedl; how she left town a decade ago, for her, and never thought about it before last Wednesday, when she found herself in Special Collections. About Rover, and then being deposited in town.

"And nobody knows how to get me home. That's the hardest part, really. I could deal with being here otherwise."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale sits nearby, nodding as he listens to the story. "I'm so sorry to hear this, my dear. I can only imagine how strange and confusing it must be. Have you spoken to anyone about it? I expect there must be someone about who can help you get back...perhaps the Doctor? After all, time travel is his specialty. I'd offer to help myself, but I'm not certain there's anything I could do."

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[chasingangela]

Angela manages a weak smile. "Thank you. I've talked to pretty much everyone I meet, and nobody has any idea how to get me back, other than Special Collections, and I think people are working on figuring that out. I haven't met any Doctors. Do you know where I'd find him?"

Re: BOOKS (post or pre-Maggie)

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Did you see the blue police box in the park?" Aziraphale nods toward the door. "He lives there. I understand it's a good bit larger on the inside than on the outside, although I've never been in myself."

He leans across and pats Angela's arm. "I'm certain they'll find a way to fix it, my dear. Strange things are known to happen here, but they usually right themselves in good time."

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[chasingangela]

"The ducks with knives?" Angela asks. "The Tick made it sound like they were attack ducks. But yeah, if they're ordinary ducks she might like them."

"And it's too bad you guys don't have a playground. I guess the island is too small."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"There are ducks with knives on the island? No, I meant the ones in the pond. Normal ducks, like to be fed. A bit greedy at times, I admit, but no knives."

Aziraphale looks a little worried, and decides this might be something he should look into.

"Er, possibly. But I don't believe I've ever seen any children on the island, either. None of the townspeople seem to have families."

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[chasingangela]

"Nobody in town has a family?" Angela says, considering this. "I guess you're right, but it's a little unusual. But it's a small town."

"And yeah, the blue guy -- The Tick -- told me the ducks were armed. Maybe he's confused. He also told me he went back in time to save the renaissance."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale raises his eyebrows. "In any other town, my dear, I'd question that possibility. But here...who knows?" He smiles. "I'll check into the situation with the ducks."

Looking out the window for a moment, he says, "If you run into Magdalene again, would you do me a favor?"

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[chasingangela]

"I can probably manage that. What do you need?"

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Give her a hug. If she really is so much of a child, it'll please her. If not, it'll please her anyway because she'll think it's making you happy. I...as I said, I'm not so good with children. Or, really, with other angels for that matter."

AZIRAPHALE

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

He's here, if you really want to talk to him today.

CROWLEY

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The demon doesn't live here anymore. Try that flash hotel (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/485861.html) in town.