Dossier Eleven

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Here's a Henrietta, wrapped up in a blanket with her violin case sitting in her lap. She's in the woods, in that little spot where she found lampflowers when Chris took her flying. The blanket is pulled right up over her head and hides most of her face. She's singing softly in German.]

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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...oh hell >>;]

[Crowley manages to keep his cool, barely, though he balls his other hand into a fist and the knuckles rapidly go white]

That's how they treat you? Like a piece of equipment?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head] Signore Jose isn't like that at all. He takes care of me.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[ :/ ]

[He pats her shoulder, in an attempt at being reassuring]

Then there's nothing to worry about, right? You aren't useless, you aren't a tool, and this Jose seems like a decent enough sort.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But Elsa...

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Ngh...that other fellow, what did you say his name was? He'll get what's coming to him one of these days. That sort always do, sooner or later.

What happened to your friend? Where is she now?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure... She lives by herself in the warehouse, and no one else talks to her much. She only cares about Luaro, so nobody cares about her.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Maybe you could...talk to her?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I could try... But she hates me too.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

It might help her to know that someone cares enough to try. You know the situation better than I do, though.

You all right?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Maybe... [Sounds very doubtful. At his question she just nods at the ground]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Silence for a short while...eventually he sits down on the ground next to her, his arm around her shoulders, without saying anything]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at him in surprise. All of this hugging and things. IT'S WEIRD.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[IT'S TOTALLY NOT A HUG >>; ]

[Crowley...does not know what to say. Or rather has some idea, but is as yet uncomfortable being all sappy, so says nothing.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Baw. Here, Crowley--have a Henrietta with a blanket over her head hugging you and cuddling against your side, her face buried against you suit.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[sldkfs He seems a little surprised at first, but after a moment tightens his arm around her. Okay, so maybe it's a hug. But it's only a one-armed hug >>; ]

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale has been wandering the Plane, trying to familiarize himself with he surroundings. By pure chance he happens to pass the place where Crowley and Henriette are. It actually takes him a moment to register the scene]...Crowley?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She shifts a little bit, but not because of the newcomer. Nope. She is asleep with a fist full of suit jacket.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks up, startled but trying not to jostle Henrietta and embarrassed all at the same time >>; ]

Um?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He has to fight to suppress a grin, though the corners of his mouth still manage to twitch up. As silently as he can, he takes a seat besides the demon] If our superiors could see you now.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She shifts a little, rubbing on eye before she resettles against Crowley.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Gives Azi a look over the top of his sunglasses]

[in a quiet voice:]

They would see that I was simply minding my own business and a girl happened to fall asleep on me. Could've happened to anyone.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course. [Sighs softly under his breath as he relaxes, turning to face forward and he speaks quietly] You are allowed to let your guard down around me, Crowley. God knows we've known each other long enough.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Twitch. She rubs her eye again and looks up-- Oh hai thar.] Ah, you do know Signore Crowley. [She has a hair in her eye. :\ Still pretty much laying on him, though.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks down at Henrietta and then back at Aziraphale, one eyebrow raised in amusement]

So you've met already, I see.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He smiles down at her] We have. I'm sorry for disturbing your nap, miss.