http://dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2006-11-27 03:30 pm
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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.]

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
When he'd finally finished the bookcase reorganization in his office, Aziraphale headed down to the Perk to find Wilson. He could certainly understand the desire to keep away from the empty apartment, and the nice thing about the Perk was that it was public and yet quiet at the same time. Ordering himself a cup of orange spice tea, and made his way to the young doctor's table and sat down next to him, moving his chair close enough that they were almost within each other's space, without actually touching.

"Hullo, James love," he said softly.

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Quiet for the most part. They had a test, and for once I think the lecture was on a topic that didn't have cause to upset anyone." The angel spoke with gentle humor in his voice, turning his hand over to catch Wilson's.

"Miss Santos was there, so I must assume she's doing better."

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Aziraphale agreed with the young doctor's unspoken opinion on whether Nadia should be up and around, but gave a little shrug and a rueful smile. Wilson's question distracted him immediately, though, and the angel frowned slightly.

"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.

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
The angel's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to smile at Wilson.

"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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[identity profile] outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a place that sells coffee, so why wouldn't Aiden be there, ordering herself a large vat? She'd spent most of her weekend trying to turn her dilapidated office into a slightly less dilapidated office and could do with the break and the socialisation.

Once her order was up she looked around to scout out a free table.

[identity profile] outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Aiden smiled back, and greeted him with a fairly cheerful, "Afternoon." She figured it really is a good idea to make a nice first impression on the people in the place you're going to be living.

[identity profile] outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, jus' moved here this weekend," Aiden said taking the offered hand and shaking it. "Aiden Burn."

[identity profile] outofbrooklyn.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can finally open my office door without assistance. Which is proof of some kinda settlin' in, I think," Aiden said with a grin as she wrapped her hands around her warm mug. "Think I'm only just startin' to get an idea of what this place is normally like today, though."

She paused and added, "An' it's just Aiden. You really don't need the 'miss' stuff in there."

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Dr. Venture got a cup of coffee and sat at a table, massaging a temple with one hand.

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Dr. Venture raised an eyebrow. "Did you just smile at me?"

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nobody smiles at me," Dr. Venture said. "Except my sons, Brock, and Doctor Orpheus. And the only reason he does is because he wants into my speed suit." He narrowed his eyes. "That's not why you're smiling at me, is it?"

[identity profile] rustyboywonder.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Dr. Wilson would be reassured that Doctor Orpheus was not, in fact, Dr. Venture's son.

"Doctor Thaddeus S. Venture," he said. "I'm starting up a research lab on this island."

[identity profile] hera-rises.livejournal.com 2006-11-27 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Laura sauntered in with a few books, a notepad, and in search of caffeine. It was amazing how quickly the stuff became addicting. Ordering a grande latte, she took over one of the tables with an overstuffed arm chair. Sipping on her coffee carefully, she set up shop and worked on her preparations for class later in the day.