The Park - Thursday Afternoon

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Despite the gray-ish tinge to the day, Wilson was out taking a walk. He just needed to get into the fresh air to clear his head a little and besides, the ducks look like they needed to be fed.

After strolling for a bit, the oncologist headed back to the bench and settled down with his bag of old bisquits and a tall coffee he'd picked up from the Perk before setting out on his stroll. Tossing crumbs to the ducks, he looked out across the pond, his expression a bit thoughtful but not overly melancholy.

[ooc: Open as a park tends to be...quack!]

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Without even a comment about it being his, though it was, Lucifer quietly slipped into the space beside him. He sat and watched Wilson feed the ducks, perfectly willing to keep the, to him at least, comfortable silence.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson was fairly good about remembering that Lucifer was often content to simply share a bench and some quiet and as there was nothing immediately pressing upon his mind, he was content to ditch small talk for the time being.

He did place the bag of goodies into a spot where Lucifer could ignore it completely or feed a duck if he felt moved to do so but beyond that, Wilson simply radiated pleasure for the Advesary's company.

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

That was one of the reasons why he was fond of being around the human. His understanding that, on occasion, it was best to keep silent. The emotional warmth he emitted didn't hurt either.

Lucifer pulled a biscuit from the bag and started to break off small pieces to throw to the ducks. "Are you better?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Wilson said softly, watching a drake get chased off by a couple of females who were probably gearing up to brood soon.

"Believe it or not but talking with you helped," he gave the Advesary a lopsided little smile, unsure how Lucifer would react to being told he'd been a help, since 'thank yous' were always a touchy subject.

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

By not reacting to it at all. A piece of biscuit was idly tossed toward the chased away drake. "You have not been at the club recently," He said in a scolding tone.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

The drake quickly gobbled up his treat and looked a right content duck as he nosed around in the grass for some bugs.

"Neither have you," Wilson responded with a quick glance towards the Fallen one's profile.

"If Mazikeen is going to be glaring at me, I at least like to have done something to warrent the glare."

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

There was the beginning of a smile at that. Mazikeen's intense dislike of the doctor would never cease to amuse him. "Perhaps I did not have reason to be there."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Now, here I would have imagined that being the owner would be reason enough but perhaps my assumption would be wrong."

Shifting slightly on the bench, Wilson hooked his elbow over the back and tilted his head, looking at Lucifer directly.

"Tell me, what sort of reason would alleviate your ennui?" The question was asked in a soft, genuine tone, bright curiosity lighting the young doctor's eyes as he studied the Advesary.

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

"Cheeky boy." Lucifer smirked at him. "Good conversation. Company that is not a nervous child with silly questions about who or what I am."

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

The Doctor was going for a stroll in the park as well. The weather was of no bother, really.

He nodded to Dr. Wilson. "Hello, there."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Looking up at the sound of the familiar voice, Wilson smiled.

"Good afternoon, Doctor."

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"And a good afternoon to you as well," the Doctor said. "Interesting weather, for April."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Casting a glance up towards the sky Wilson quirked his lips a little.

"Hard on the flowers, certainly but I suppose a little struggle is good for them."

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

"Quite," the Doctor said. "And how goes the struggles of James Wilson?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson waved towards the bench, if the Doctor felt like joining him and then tossed a small bundle of crumbs towards some nervous ducks.

"Sometimes they seem insurmountable but then again in the grand scheme of things, probably most insignificant. How are you doing, Doctor?"

[nine-and-ears.livejournal.com]

The Doctor sat down, momentarily lost in thought. "I suppose I'm doing rather well," he said. "In the grand scheme of things."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad to hear that," Wilson said, his tone sincere.

"Are you ready for the semester to be over?"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

At some point while Wilson was busy chatting with Lucifer and the Doctor, Aziraphale decided to take a little walk and get some air. He was still plotting for a certain doctor's birthday, and when he saw Wilson on the bench with the ducks, he headed off in another direction so as not to disturb the man.

Wilson always knew when he was up to something.

Finding an entirely different bench, Aziraphale took a seat and gazed off into space, thinking about...well, quite a number of things, actually.

[ooc: Phale is here to meet Janet.]

[janet_fraiser]

Janet hadn't been out in a while. Almost like the player had a life or something. What was up with that? But now she was out, and she had coffee, and--oh, she'd met up with an acquaintance. "Hey," she said, eyeing Phale with an amusedly wry smile. "Distracted today?"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale was, in fact, distracted, and looked up at Janet with a little start.

"Oh! Good day, Miss Fraiser," he replied, smiling. "I was doing a little thinking. Would you like to sit down?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Sure, I've been walking for a while," said Janet. "So how are things going?"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Moving over a bit to make room, Aziraphale replied, "Oh, things have been going well. Especially once that whole thing with the attack and poor Belthazor's possession was resolved. James's memory finally came back -- I don't know if you knew that -- and that's caused him some troubles. Not that having your memory is a bad thing, but it's hard for him to reconcile what happened with the friend he has in Belthazor."

He felt a little guilty not offering Janet any tea, despite the fact that she was carrying a cup of coffee. So he slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a hard candy wrapped in celophane. "Butterscotch?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Ooh, candy!" Janet almost snatched it out of Phale's hand. "Thank you. Liz keeps telling me I should gain some weight. Is Wilson doing better?"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"For the most part," Aziraphale answered with a chuckle, making a mental note that Janet liked candies. "He's been asked by an old colleague to consult on a difficult case this week, and that's had him rather down. But for the most part, he's doing well. Next week is his birthday, you know. I've been planning to take him someplace special to celebrate."

[janet_fraiser]

"A birthday? I try to ignore mine," said Janet. She unwrapped the candy and popped it in her mouth. "But not my friends' birthdays. I should get him a gift."