The Park, Thursday

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After a quick stop at the Perk for scones, Aziraphale made his way to his favorite spot in the park -- a bench next to the pond. He settled onto it with an audible sigh, thermos of tea and paper sack of scones next to him, and thought about how nice it was to be back.

Pulling a scone from the bag, he proceeded to crumble it into pieces for the ducks. Just like old times.

[ooc: Phale is totally interruptable, or feel free to use for all your park needs! Mun might drop in and out of SP through the day.]

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Talk to Aziraphale

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Judging from the way they waddled, the ducks seemed to be well-fed. And that made the angel very happy.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

He heard that he might be back in town and since the bookstore no longer belonged to him there's generally only one other place you can find an angel in Fandom.

"Hello Mr. Phale."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Good day, Mr Blank." Aziraphale looked up with a bright smile, pleased to see a familiar face.

"Lovely day for feeding ducks, isn't it?"

All right, yes, was on the rainy side. That didn't seem to bother the angel, though. In fact, he didn't seem to be getting wet at all.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I guess you could say that," Marty replied with a grin. "Is this just a visit or are you back to stay?"

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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

The bench Aziraphale happened to be sitting on also happened to be the one Jude habitually jumped on his way through the park. Practicing for the speed trials meant that he was moving a little too fast to stop entirely when he realised that may have been a little difficult this time, and ended up wobbling around the bench with a "Whoa! Duuuuuuude . . ."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Quickly reaching out a hand to steady the young man on the....flat wheeled board thing that probably had a name but as they were a pretty modern invention he didn't know what it might be...Aziraphale chuckled under his breath.

"Do be careful, my dear. You don't want to end up in the pond. Unless, er, that was your intention. In which case, do carry on."

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[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Nah, bro - er, sir," Jude replied with a sheepish grin. "Been there, done that. Totally not as easy to jump as it looks."

[flash-mage.livejournal.com]

John looked up and saw leaves. This was because, after getting sloshed at Caritas, last night, he'd wandered into the park and passed out beneath a tree. He blinked and his hand darted automatically into the recesses of his trench coat to see if his cigarettes or lighter had been pilfered. They were still present and accounted for.

He groaned as he sat up, but, thankfully, visions of little blonde-haired girls had ceased to dance in his head. Something was poking at the corner of his mind, though, and his firs thought was The Snob? Here?

He glanced around the park, but there were no signs of that bloody, insufferable archangel. The bloke on the bench, however...

John narrowed his eyes.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale had always exercised a tendency to ignore the goings-on in the park, unless they seemed to be a threat. And since sleeping people could hardly be termed threatening, he hadn't bothered to look twice at the young man.

Now that he was awake, however, Aziraphale looked in his direction and gave a polite nod, and a smile.

Then he crumbled some more scone and tossed it toward the slowly growing mob of ducks at his feet.

[flash-mage.livejournal.com]

John sat up a bit stiffly and brushed off his trench coat. He flopped down on the end of the angel's bench and lit up his first cigarette of the day, exhaling smoke into the crisp morning air.

What could he say? Proximity to the Heavenly Host brought out the arsehole rebel in him.

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[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Rosette was escaping from the church at a very quick rate, and figured her favourite bench by the duck pond would be a good spot to hide out until Chrono finished cleaning up after her mess.

In her running, she kind of forgot where she was going. So Aziraphale would have probably noticed the frantic nun running by, fists pumping, boots kicking up behind her, stop, and, maintaining the same arm-and-leg motions, back up much more slowly. Her mouth formed a little 'o.' There was someone on her favourite bench.

Oh, well! It was a bench big enough for two people at least! She caught her breath from running and drifted over. "Hey there! This seat taken?"

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale had to admit that in general, he wasn't used to seeing nuns running about as though they were being chased by wild dogs. But then...in general he wasn't in Fandom, either. So it elicited a raised eyebrow, but nothing further until the woman reversed direction and headed over.

"Of course, my dear. Can I offer you a cup of tea?"

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[nun-better.livejournal.com]

"Thank you! A cup of tea would be lovely." Especially if you had a little something to slip into it to give it a little bite, she thought, grinning a little wryly. "What kind is it?"

Before he could answer, Rosette plopped down on the bench beside him, and went, rather exaggerated, stretched her arms out over her head. "Maaaaan, what a day!" she claimed, slumping a bit as she racked her arms up on the back of the bench.


[[ this is me assuming it's a bench with a back, and not just a flat one, but yeah. :) ]]

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy was jogging. Just because. Some people are weird like that.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale smiled at the jogger. And didn't think it at all weird.

Of course, this was Fandom. Which meant if the jogger wasn't blue and furry, had the typical number of limbs for a human, and wasn't dropping off rotting flesh and carrying an uzi...okay yeah, maybe a little bit weird.

But Aziraphale smiled anyway.

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Well Billy did have one fake leg, which was visible given the shorts he was wearing, but other than that...

Billy waved. "Hi."

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[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo had fled the hotel when Ernest accidentily made a toilet flush in reverse. Even ducks can get squeamish.

He was now in the park, regaling some of the ducklings (who were in their rebellious adolescent stage and so willing to talk to the weird guy who'd moved in with a human) with some of the accident prone human's misadventures.

//And yet he never seems to get disheartened.// he told them.

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Not that Aziraphale thought it was necessarily strange for a duck to be telling stories to his fellow fowl, but he hadn't expected those stories to be about life in the hospitality industry.

Raising an eyebrow at this poor inept Ernest fellow -- and feeling rather glad he wasn't living at the hotel -- Aziraphale made certain to send a bit of scone in the storytelling duck's general direction.

[ooc: Hee!]

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[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

Saigo hadn't seen the scone giving human, and so was a bit surprised when the bit of scone landed just in front of him. "oop" He bent down and gobbled up the scone. He looked over at the thrower.

//why thank you human.//

since mun was not here last time Aziraphale was, I will say that Saigo was too young at the time to remember him.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Since Aziraphale spends a fair amount of time in the park by the pond, it should be noted that the pond has a new permanent fixture (http://pics.livejournal.com/walter_n_wires/pic/0010rdwd).]

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *laughs* What in god's name is that?]

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

[ooc: It's a lobster sculpture Walter and Nadia made (http://walter-n-wires.livejournal.com/35736.html) when she was supposedly leaving forever. We checked with admin and got the go ahead to leave it there permanently. At least one of the ducks has agreed not to besmirch it, too. Nice duck.]

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was flouncing her way to All & Sundries (she'd get there eventually), and decided to take a bit of a flounce though the park.

"Oh hey! I remember you."

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

“Miss Longstocking! Yes, I remember you as well. How have you been?”

Aziraphale gave the young woman a warm smile, and gestured toward the bench if she was in a mind to have a seat.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"That's rather a loaded question." Pippi laughed. "But everything that wasn't good which happened after you left ended well so I am well! And yourself?"