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The Perk - Monday Afternoon
By the time noon rolled around, Wilson was crawling the walls of his office with nervous energy and after a small debate with himself, he decided to pack up and head down to the Perk for a bit of lunch and some tea. He knew that Phale could find him when the angel was done with whatever work he was doing up at the school and the young doctor just couldn't quite face heading back to the apartment.
Too many subtle hints of the upcoming assignment were scattered about their living space.
Getting himself an herbal tea with a side of cranberry/orange scone, Wilson retreated to one of the oversized chairs by the windows and set down his soft sided briefcase by his feet. Shrugging out of his coat, he sat down, one ankle crossed of the opposite knee and for the time being he stared out the window, letting his thoughts wander.
[ooc: Perk is open for all your perky needs. Wilson is pokable if you wish or feel free to hunt down your own stray coffee bean.]
Too many subtle hints of the upcoming assignment were scattered about their living space.
Getting himself an herbal tea with a side of cranberry/orange scone, Wilson retreated to one of the oversized chairs by the windows and set down his soft sided briefcase by his feet. Shrugging out of his coat, he sat down, one ankle crossed of the opposite knee and for the time being he stared out the window, letting his thoughts wander.
[ooc: Perk is open for all your perky needs. Wilson is pokable if you wish or feel free to hunt down your own stray coffee bean.]

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"Hullo, James love," he said softly.
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"Hey there, you." He said softly, reaching out to touch Phale's wrist for a moment. "How was class?"
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"Miss Santos was there, so I must assume she's doing better."
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"No reason to cause upset...huh, I'm surprised that fact alone didn't cause upset." He said, with the same gentle humor as he winked at the angel. They both knew how teenagers could be.
Wilson frowned a little at the news that Nadia had been in class because he wouldn't have thought it good for her to be up and about yet but he shook his head and set the thought aside.
"Do you know what this up coming weekend is, love?"
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"Er...it's the first of December?" he offered, feeling quite certain that there was probably some important date he was forgetting, and not for the first time berating himself for having such a poor sense of the passage of time.
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"We had the ornament making party a year ago this weekend."
Honestly, Phale shouldn't feel so bad, Wilson just had a strange magpie's nest of a brain that held on to obscure little factoids.
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Well, okay, he did also remember the day for the amount of unintentional flirting that had gone on during it.
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"So we did, James! We should do that again, don't you think? Soon, I suppose."
Remembering that he'd be leaving for an assignment soon sobered him slightly, but the obvious joy in his expression over the memory of that party couldn't be quite extinguished.
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"Sometime, yes I think we should." Wilson agreed, though he'd come to the realization that it couldn't really happen this year. Though, the angel might come home to find a few of the little ornaments, particularly the one's Phale had done for Wilson last year, hanging around the apartment.
"And then I got to remembering the Holiday party we threw at the bookshop and giving you your gift and I was wondering what you might like this year for a gift from me?"
Dark eyes twinkled as he looked over at the angel. "Got a Christmas wish list, Aziraphale?"
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Once her order was up she looked around to scout out a free table.
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Wilson, not recognizing the young woman, gave her a friendly smile. Since he knew Fandom didn't accept transfer students, he figured she was a new member of the town business association and amused himself for a moment by trying to figure out which business that might be.
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"Fandom is a little too small for me not to at least recognize faces, even if I don't have all the names down and I believe yours to be a new one." He said in a friendly tone, standing up and offering his hand.
"Doctor James Wilson."
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"Just this weekend? Well, you picked a good weekend to move in on as it was probably fairly quiet. How are you settling in?"
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She paused and added, "An' it's just Aiden. You really don't need the 'miss' stuff in there."
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Wilson took a breath, thinking about asking the man if he was all right, then decided it wasn't polite to immediately start doctoring at people you hadn't met yet. After all, maybe the man just had an itch.
Instead, Wilson smiled in a friendly manner and looked back down at his tea.
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"Uh, yes?"
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He had no idea what a speed suit was and he was just hoping like hell that if the son wanted into the speed suit it was most emphatically not while the father was still inhabiting said suit.
"I was just...um...being friendly to someone I hadn't seen around the island before." There he went with the smiling again. "Dr. James Wilson. I work up at the school and also down in the clinic."
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"Doctor Thaddeus S. Venture," he said. "I'm starting up a research lab on this island."
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"Really? What sort of research?"
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