Feather 01

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale appears on the Plane. He makes a slight face, looking around curiously despite himself] I wonder if this is some sort of trick? I can't really feel any sort of demonic or angelic energy coming from this place, but you never know. I do hope this isn't about Armageddon again; it wasn't troublesome enough avoiding the first time around.

It is a rather beutiful view though, better than anything you see in London. Or Earth for that matter. I suppose I might as well enjoy it while I figure something out.

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[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He has to hold back a smile at the 'nice' comment, though he gives the ipod a curious look] This is...?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

An iPod? I'd seen them before, but I never had one. No one in the warehouse does, I think.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I'm not one to keep up with modern technologies these days; Crowley is more inclined for that sort of thing.

The warehouse?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

He said he helped make them. Ah, that's where I live.



[[*CLING*]]

[exensis.livejournal.com]

That can't be very good news, though it is his job. "The Warehouse' is an odd name for a place of residency, don't you think?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

He did say some bad things about what they did...

Is it? That's just what the Agency calls it. It's not really a warehouse or anything.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

I would assume as much, considering he had a hand in their making.

Ah, I see. And what might this Agency be?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

The Social Welfare Agency. The warehouse is like a dormitory, I guess.