The Park, Friday

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

He'd thought about opening the shop but couldn't bring himself to do it. If Kiki wanted to, was feeling up to it, he'd let her do it one last time. But for himself, he was going to the park instead.

So early in the morning, Aziraphale settles himself onto his favorite bench, next to the duck pond, with a sack of day-old scones. He's feeding the ducks, and possibly brooding just a little.



[OOC: Come talk to the broody angel not the broody Angel or use this for your own park purposes. Slowplaying until late evening EST.]

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After First Period - Morning

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe sits on the bench next to Aziraphale and hands him a burgundy velvet box.

Re: After First Period - Morning

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale smiles at Phoebe as she sits down and takes the box, offering her the sack of scones in exchange. He opens the box and looks inside, silent for a moment, and then lifts out the watch.

"My dear...it's lovely," he says softly. "Thank you so much." He runs his fingers over the case.

Re: After First Period - Morning

[sensethevisions]

"It was my grandfather's," she says softly. "I know Angels don't need blessings, but it's thwice-blessed...by my Gramps, my mother and myself. I have the necklace from you...and I wanted you to have this. I think he'd approve."

Re: After First Period - Morning

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Phoebe..."

Aziraphale turns to look her her. "Are you certain? This is...this is something you should be passing along through your family."

He looks touched though, and his eyes are very bright.

Re: After First Period - Morning

[sensethevisions]

"You are family, I told you that. I just wnat you to have something...so you don't forget."

Lunchtime

[chasingangela]

Angela has gone for a walk at lunchtime to clear her head before her afternoon of classes.

"Hi, Mr. Phale. Are they hungry today?," she asks, indicating the ducks.

Re: Lunchtime

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Miss Chase! What a pleasure to see you. Please sit, if you like." Aziraphale gives Angela a pleased if subdued smile, and glances at the ducks. "They're always hungry, my dear. A bit greedy, I think."

Re: Lunchtime

[chasingangela]

She takes a seat on the bench. "Birds usually are," she agrees thoughtfully. "Like the gulls at the beach. They'll practically attack you for a piece of pizza, you know?"

Shoving her hands in her pockets, she adds, "Sorry I haven't been by the shop lately. I had, like, a month where I barely left campus. I'm getting over it."

Re: Lunchtime

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"I'm so sorry to hear that. Is there anything you'd like to talk about?"

Aziraphale tosses a bit of scone to the ducks, giving Angela a concerned look.

Re: Lunchtime

[chasingangela]

"Not really," Angela says thoughtfully, not really in a mood to talk about her last month and a half. "Just busy. Classes, school stuff, all of that."

"How are you?"

Early afternoon

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

After class and lunch, Kiki comes down to the park with a bag of bread loaf-heels. Without a word, she stands beside Aziraphale, rips off bread chunks and tosses them to the one group of creatures in Fandom probably more successful on milking delectable edibles out of the citizens than even Jiji and Pogo. Enjoying this last feeding with her friend, savior, and foster-father, she finds she doesn't need to say anything.

It's all been said already.

Re: Early afternoon

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale smiles up at Kiki, then slides down the bench and pats the seat beside him. The ducks crowd up around the young witch's feet, excited at the extra attention.

Re: Early afternoon

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki smiles and takes the seat, her shoulder against his, and swinging her red-shoed feet a little. She rips off another hunk of bread and quietly drops it in front of one small lady mallard that seemed to keep getting shouldered out.

Re: Early afternoon

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After a few moments, Aziraphale puts his arm around Kiki's shoulders. He still doesn't speak, because like his friend, he feels all the words have already been said. But he's deeply grateful for her company.

Re: Early afternoon

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Tossing another crust of bread, Kiki leans her head against his arm and watches the ducks as they scramble for it.

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

"Hello Aziraphale," Orlin says as he saunters over to the bench, "Relaxing before you have to go?"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale looks up and gives Orlin a sad smile. "Good day, my dear." He gazes back at the pond, and the ducks gathered at his feet. "I've always found this to be a...soothing activity. And I don't think I can be in the shop today."

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin looks thoughtful as he joins Aziraphale on the bench. "You know," he says at last, "You never truely leave a place you love, it stays with you, always."

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Yes...I know." He smiles at Orlin. "But it isn't the same, is it? I know that once I get to where I'm going, everything will be fine. This will become a happy memory for me, one that I'll cherish and be grateful for. But now, at this moment...I find that I very much don't want to leave at all."

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin nodded in understanding. "The friends we have are what make us who we are, as have the communities we have been a part of"

Early Afternoon, shortly after Kiki

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders is too restless to stay on campus much longer after lunch and a trip to the clinic, so cracked ribs be damned, he's out wandering through the park. He's taking it easy, of course, and as much as he wants to break out into a run he keeps his pace easy and slow. When he sees Aziraphale by the duck pond, he realizes with a sharp pang of guilt that he and Cally never did come out and feed the ducks again like they promised they would, that night a few months ago.

Hands in his pockets, he slowly meanders up toward the bench. "Hi, Mister Phale. I, uh, don't know if you remember me, but, um, hi." Somehow speech is completely failing him today.

Re: Early Afternoon, shortly after Kiki

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale looks up, smiling, although his eyes are sad. He does indeed remember the young man, and he motions toward the empty space on the bench.

"I do remember you, Mr. Anders. How is Miss Cally?" He holds out part of a scone to Anders as some of the ducks congregate at the newcomer's feet, quacking expectantly.

Re: Early Afternoon, shortly after Kiki

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"She's doing great," says Anders, smiling as he takes the proffered scone and the seat on the bench. The ducks' quacking distracts him for a moment, and he crumbles off some of the scone for them, laughing quietly. "Best thing that ever happened to me, actually. Don't think I would've realized it, either, if not for that night when we met you and your friend out here. I mean, okay, it kind of shook me up at the time, but now, looking back? That's not a bad thing. At all."

Re: Early Afternoon, shortly after Kiki

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"I am pleased to hear that. She seems like a very nice young lady. I saw her out here...before the holiday, I think it was, and we chatted a bit." His smile deepens as he watches Anders with the ducks. "I'm glad we could...be a help, Crowley and I."

Aziraphale takes a breath and looks down. "I...think I should tell you that I'm leaving town tonight."

Re: Early Afternoon, shortly after Kiki

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You were. You made me stop and think about how serious I wanted to be with her. Oh, and I got into that sports league I was talkin' about, too. I can't go until after I'm done with school, though, so that gives us time to figure out what to do after that."

Half of the piece of scone in Anders's hand suddenly crumbles off and falls into the middle of the small throng of ducks. He looks up, startled. "You are? Like, for good?"