The Park, Wednesday Morning

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Having spent most of the night handwavily keeping Wilson company at the clinic, Aziraphale decided to give the man a little space, and a breather from the inevitable fussing.

And so there he was, sitting on the bench, absentmindedly crumbling bits of scone for the ducklings and staring off into space. He wasn't brooding, precisely, but there was definitely some introspection going on.

[ooc: Open for all your park needs. Aziraphale is a little quiet and mopey today, so be warned.]

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Aziraphale

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Poke at the mopey angel here.

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There were no stab wound victims to make Lucifer introspective, though the conversation with Aziraphale the night before was enough to do that. So, he had gone to the park to be followed about by ducklings think.

He stood quietly next to the bench, waiting for the angel make room for him there.

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Lucifer didn't have to wait long, for either the ducklings or the space on the bench. Aziraphale looked up with a little smile and moved over, thinking that this might actually be the first time they'd ever sat on the bench together if the mun remembers correctly.

After a moment, he also offered the Adversary part of the scone he was holding.

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Lucifer shook his head, politely declining the scone. Though the ducklings gathering between them all seemed very interested in it.

If there hadn't been a duckling attempting to get comfortable on his shoe, Lucifer would say this was a surprisingly comfortable silence with the angel.

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Aziraphale would have replied that the ducklings lent to the comfort. But then, he'd always harbored rather a fondness for ducks.

With a nod, he withdrew his hand and dropped some more crumbs on the ground, chuckling softly as the shoes of both angels quickly became lost in a sea of downy feathers.

"This is one of my favorite places," he remarked quietly.

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As long as they didn't try to follow him back to the Nest, they could swarm as much as they liked.

"Is it? Why is that?" Lucifer said, looking out at the pond. There was nothing aesthetically special about this particular park in his eyes at least.

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Aziraphale gave a little shrug. "I'm not certain. Perhaps because it reminds me of St John's. And it's quiet. Peaceful. But full of life, too."

He tilted his head up to look sideways at Lucifer, a contemplative expression on his face. "And because there's something about a park that makes people happy. You see it in their faces as they pass by."

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Lucifer smiled slightly at his reasons. It was very much something he would expect from Aziraphale.

He was silent for a moment, idly watching his feet and the activity down there. "I prefer the beach."

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"The beach is nice too," Aziraphale agreed. "James and I keep meaning to take a little vacation and spend it at the beach, but we haven't quite managed to find the time to do it."

Maybe he'd be insistent, though, and drag Wilson away sometime over the summer. HE knew they could use the break.

"Do you know, though...I feel rather guilty about it, but I haven't once taken the time to walk down to the beach here. Except for the time James and I went to a cookout down there, but that isn't quite the same thing."

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Lucifer couldn't say anything about that. He hadn't visited this beach much either.

"No, it's not," He replied quietly. After a long pause, he continued. "Did you ever go down to see it before the humans were created?"

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Aziraphale was silent for a moment, feeling as though his answer was somehow going to disappoint Lucifer. And strangely, he didn't want to do that.

"No," he said finally, shaking his head. "I didn't go into the world before the mortals were made. Not until I was...reassigned. After Man's Fall. Was it nice?"

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"It was..." He paused to think of a way to explain it. "Quiet. More inviting that the Silver City ever was."

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Really, Aziraphale supposed it should have bothered him to be in agreement with the Prince of Hell over the appeal of the mortal world versus that of Above, but he couldn't find it in himself to worry about it. If it really bothered HIM to have an angel in the world of Man who liked being there, surely something would have been done about it by now.

"I expect it's rather blasphemous to suggest that it could ever be otherwise, but HE really did make something beautiful, didn't he?. I saw them try to end it once, you know. My version of it, anyway."

He'd seen a place now where they'd succeeded in that as well, but Aziraphale wasn't quite ready to talk about that yet.

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Savannah had just left the clinic and she was rather upset that not only had her Pseudo-Big Sib(TM) been hurt, but that his girlfriend had gotten into a fight with a slice and dicer maniac as well.

So, when she saw the gentleman sitting on the bench with the ducks, she had to go and check this out.

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It took Aziraphale a moment to notice the young woman, as he'd been somewhat lost in thought. But when he did see her, he smiled and gave her a welcoming nod.

"Good morning, my dear," he said softly. "Have you come to feed the ducks?"

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Savannah tilted her head at him for a oment, trying to figure out what it was about him that seemed so different.

"Trying to find something a little less broody than the fact that my friend and his girlfriend are badly hurt in the clinic," she finally said honestly.

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Aziraphale wasn't sure he was a great deal less broody, but certainly the park was a less oppressive place to be than a clinic full of one's injured friends.

"Then you're...a friend of Mr Anders?" he hazarded.

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Savannah nodded. "He's the assigned big sib of my... cousin, so he kind of gets stuck with me, too. He and his girlfriend got attacked by some maniac last night."

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"Yes, I'd heard," Aziraphale replied sadly. "Phoebe is sort of my...unofficially adopted little sister. Mine and James -- Dr Wilson, I mean. I expect you met him at the clinic."

He gestured toward the bench. "Sit down if you like. The ducks are good company, especially if you're in need of a little peace."

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Savannah nodded and sat down next to him. "So... you know what Phoebe is, then?"

It never hurt to make sure of these things.

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With a enigmatic little smile, Aziraphale chuckled.

"Oh yes, I know. And what Belthazor is as well."

He offered her a bit of scone for the ducks, and said, "My name's Aziraphale, by the way."

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Savannah took the scone with a smile. "Thanks. I'm Savannah."

She started breaking the scone up. "I have to make sure. You just never know how people are going to react and I have seen enough fights that have ended badly for witches." She looked at him. "You're not a sorceror... or a demon..."

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"Understandable," Aziraphale agreed, nodding. "But I think you'll find that here in Fandom, you won't have much to worry about. The people with 'unusual' abilities seem to outnumber those without, here."

He smiled at the young woman. "I'm pleased to meet you, Miss Levine. And no, I'm not a sorcerer. Or a demon."

[ooc: Yes, he did just address Savannah by her last name, even though she didn't give it. ;)]

Re: Aziraphale

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Savanah peered at him when he called her by her last name.

"Oh boy... are you one of the Fates? Because, I have to tell you, Eve is really pissed at you guys for dropping her here in a teenager's body and not telling her that her own daughter was here, too." She shook her head. "You guys know what my mom is capable of when she's annoyed."

Park

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Or enjoy the park sans celestial moping.