Rare Books Shop, Tuesday

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Yes, for the second day in a row, the bookshop is open. There's still tea (you'll know there's something wrong the day there's not), the fish are keeping watch over the lounge, and the fire is burning in the fireplace. Come buy a book Come buy a book, chat, or play with Aziraphale's ferret. (No, really, it's an actual ferret.)

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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Between classes, Lee ventures into town and is astonished that he never realized there was a book store. Feeling a bit foolish at how he's never been a patron at such a place, he comes inside to look around a bit.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Good day, Mr. Adama!" Aziraphale greets the new customer with a bright smile. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Err... hello," he says, a bit abashed that the owner knew his name, but this was fandom and anything is possible. "I -- poetry. I'd like to look at your poetry books, please."

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Of course. Did you have anything in particular in mind, or would you like to just browse a bit?"

He leads Lee over to one of the bookcases. "I actually have quite a nice collection of poetry. Most of them are older volumes, of course -- but I have put in a few more modern ones recently."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Anything you particually recommend?" Lee asks. "I'm trying to learn more about Earth poetry, it's very simplistic fascinating."

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Well...if you're looking for classics, I'd suggest you try Shakespeare, any of the Romantics -- Byron, Shelley, and the like -- and perhaps Yeats. If you're looking for something a little more modern, what about Whitman or Dickinson? And I myself am rather partial to Gerard Manly Hopkins."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"I've read a lot of the classics already," Lee says, nodding, "but I've not heard of this Hopkins person...?"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Why don't you take a look at this one then," Aziraphale says, pulling a small volume (http://www.dundee.ac.uk/english/wics/gmh/framconc.htm) from the shelf. "Really, Hopkins has a most unusual way of writing -- it's called 'sprung rhythm', and his images are lovely. Much of his work has a religious sense to it. I do hope you don't mind that."

While he's talking, a little fuzzy ferret head peeks out of Aziraphale's pocket, blinking at Lee.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee takes the book, looking at it with interest until he sees the fuzzy head of a ferret in the shop keeper's pocket. "Oh, oh my. What is that?" he asks, curiously.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Oh, this is Pogo." Aziraphale picks the ferret out of his pocket and holds it out for Lee to see. "He's a baby ferret. I just got him on Sunday, so he's still learning his way around and can be a little bit shy."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"I've never seen such an animal before -- so this is what a ferret is..." and Lee tentatively reaches over to touch it.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki comes in mid-afternoon, waves to Mr. Aziraphale, and, seeing the place empty of customers, pours herself some tea and plucks a couple of books off the shelves - which she will quite conscientiously put back in the wrong places later. She lies on her stomach on the rug before the fire, propped up on her elbows, feet in the air and crossed at the ankles, her teacup beside her, in one hand a scone and the other holding the pages of Lysistrata open as she reads. Piled beside her are a book of Petrarch and another of Shakespeare's Sonnets.

She's raptly absorbed in her reading, and she pays no attention when Jiji, not seeing Pogo anywhere about, steps lightly onto the middle of the small of her back and curls into a ball to snooze.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After a while, a little ball of fur speeds across the floor of the lounge and scampers up onto Kiki's back. Curling up between her shoulder blades, it promptly falls asleep.


[ooc: Couldn't resist. What a cute picture Kiki and Jiji make. :)]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Jiji opens one lazy eye, then flicks his tail over the sleeping ferret. Kiki, absorbed in the book, seems pretty oblivious to the fact that the cute quotient of the lounge just ratcheted up exponentially.



[Gah! The cute! It overwhelms! It overloads! (http://cuteoverload.com/)]

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[*goes into diabetic coma*]

[Late Morning/Early Afternoon]

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He'd had quite a bit of stiffness in his leg, and had a difficult time getting out of bed. Not impossible, obviously, but not easy either. He'd managed to put Cash out in the coutyard, then retreated to a warm shower.

He left Cash in the apartment and headed to town, not wanting to chance having any sort of problem with the dog with him. Halfway to town, he thought he should have called first, to make sure Aziraphlae would be at the shop, but he didn't stop moving forward. A body in motion stayed in motion, so he kept moving.

He tugged the door open, using his hip to counter his weight and navigate his way inside.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Having had exactly one customer so far, Aziraphale is certainly not having a very busy day. He looks up from his inventory book as House enters, smiling brightly.

"Good day, Greg! It's so good to see you. Come have a cup of tea with me."

He's glad that the man has arrived at a time when Wilson isn't around, giving him the opportunity to have that conversation he's been dreading. And, he suspects House will be somewhat less likely to throw things here in the shop.

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[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Tea would be nice," House answers with a bit of a smile. "In the lounge?" He shrugs off his coat and hangs it on a hook.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I've only the one chair out here in the shop."

Aziraphale precedes House into the lounge, going to pour two cups of tea while the man takes a seat. He holds out one, and then sits nearby in an armchair.

"How are you feeling today?"

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[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Honestly?" He takes the tea and holds it in both hands. "I was close to getting into the Vicodin last night."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"But you didn't," Aziraphale replies. "That's good, Greg. That's a good step."

Setting his tea down then, he moves to perch on the couch next to House, figuring his friend would get more benefit from his quiet cup of tea once his leg was feeling better.

When he does, a little fuzzy head pokes out of the angel's pocket and blinks up at House, then the baby ferret attached to the head crawls out and rests on the doctor's knee.

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[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Only because once I sat down I didn't want to get back up." House leans back and slouches a little on the couch. "I wanted to make it two weeks, I made it two weeks."

He quirks a brow at the ferret. "And who might this be?" He puts his hand out, on his thigh, because thankfully it's his good leg.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Laying his hands on House's leg, Aziraphale smiles a little. "You reached your goal then. Next time you should be able to make it a bit longer, and the pain should be less when it comes back. You're fighting off the psychological attachment to the drug, Greg. That's important."

Glancing down at the ferret, the angel's smile brightens a little. "This is Pogo. He was, er...James's idea. But you see I got the fish as well." He nods his head toward the aquarium set up against the wall.

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[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House's hand moves to pet the ferret. "Nice to meet you Pogo." He draws his gaze up to the fish. He hadn't even noticed them, he'd been more focused on taking care of his leg.

"Looks nice." he smiles. "How many are in there?" He couldn't concentrate enough to count them. The heat from Phale's touch spread through his thigh, easing the stiffness, attacking the ache.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"There (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/danaedark/redangeldiscusbase.png) are (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/danaedark/RAMcichlidbase.png) five (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/danaedark/orangeflashbase.png) all (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/danaedark/bluediscusbase.png) together (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/danaedark/blackmollybase.png)," he answers, attention focused again on House's leg. "I'd like you name one of them, if you would. The black one and the blue one are already taken, but the other three still lack names."

Pogo nuzzles House's hand and then tries to crawl up the sleeve of his jacket.