The Park, Saturday Evening

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After finishing up with his Parents Weekend duties up at the school, Aziraphale found himself with a little time to kill before heading over to the clinic with Wilson's dinner. He also realized that it had been an awfully long time since he'd gone down for a quiet sit in the park. And therefore, the park was exactly where he headed.

Sadly the ducks were gone South for the winter, but he might have been hiding a scone in his pocket for any squirrels that happened to be about. Or hungry mortals, for that matter.

[ooc: Open like an openy type thing, or use for your own park purposes. Phale will be here until 8ish FHT, the park will be...hopefully not going anywhere anytime soon.]

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[favouredmarquis.livejournal.com]

"It appears I may owe you a favor," the Marquis said, stony-faced. "I will have to contact you later with a means for you to be able to reach me. Upworld devices do not typically communicate with London Below."

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Not at all," Aziraphale replied, with a wave of his hand. "It's actually rather a part of my job, keeping things that rightly belong...on Hell's side of things from mucking about in the mortal world, as much can be managed at any rate."

He dug into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper, handing it to the Marquis. "My address here, and my phone number. And don't worry at all -- I'm quite certain anything you address to me will make its way to me somehow."

[favouredmarquis.livejournal.com]

The Marquis took the paper and pocketed it. Being told he wouldn't owe a favor made him rather happy. "Thank you for the information," he said. "But now I think I must take my leave."

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"You're quite welcome, my dear. I hope the rest of your visit is less worrisome." Aziraphale smiled, and gave the Marquis a cordial nod. "And it's been a pleasure meeting you."

[favouredmarquis.livejournal.com]

"Until another time," the Marquis said, before turning heel and heading off.