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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[They appear on the Plane looking rather worse for the wear. Chris, Hei and Henrietta are sopping wet, while Crowley and Aziraphale appear to be dry. Hei is moving forward as if he was charging at something, Henrietta is falling from about six feet in the air, and Aziraphale is slumped over, blood trickling from his head. Hei keeps going when he sees Henrietta falling and ninja-catches her, falling onto his back in the process with a thud.]

Wha– Wyatt was just– [Chris glances around in askance of the others.] What just happened?

[Crowley looks around as well, the relief on his face apparent. He drops the length of lead pipe he's been holding and turns, crouching down next to the dazed angel.] Aziraphale?

[Aziraphale looks as dazed as before, though he's slowly coming back to his senses. He's aware enough to feel the pain now, and can't help but wince and cradle his head.] That really was unnecessary of him...

[Henrietta twitches and rubs her eyes.] Si...signore?!

[Hei is finding it hard to breathe under Henrietta's weight.] Alright, Henrietta?

Yes, but... what happened? [She does not realize this.]

... Is it over? Just like that? [Before anyone can answer, Chris disappears from the Plane... and reappears mere moments later.] It's over. Whatever that was... it looks like things are back to normal.

[Crowley places his hands over Aziraphale's, focused more on healing the angel's injuries than what the others are up to at the moment.]

[Henrietta tries to sit up, and gives up after a moment.] I feel funny.

[Hei makes a vague "urgghk" sound.] Wyatt put you to sleep or something.

Probably temporarily sapped her energy. It'll come back.

[Henrietta almost falls asleep in the middle of Chris's explanation, but then jerks awake again.] Oh... so... what now?

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[contract_star]

[To Chris, voice slightly strained from lack of air,] Did you know he could do that?

[ghostlighter]

[Hesitance! Eventually, he half-nods, half-shrugs.] Well, yeah, but... He can do a lot of things.

[contract_star]

[Faint sigh, and he shifts Henrietta off of him, gently.] Whatever. It's over.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Barely managing to sit up on his own] Now don't waste your energy Crowley. I can heal myself, just...give me a moment.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ldjsask] Signore..! Are you... Ah! Oh... are you okay?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks up for a moment from where he's supporting Aziraphale]

He'll be fine, just a bit knocked around.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley shifts his weight down to his knees and snakes an arm around the angel's shoulders to support him, and presses the fingers of his other hand lightly to Aziraphale's forehead]

Don't worry, you'll have to do plenty of this on your own as it is.

[polite-sinner.livejournal.com]

[have a meddling Hakkai >: ] . . . Oh dear. Are you all alright?

[ghostlighter]

What does it look like?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Rubs her eyes.] Ah... I think I met you before...

[exensis.livejournal.com]

We have been better, I'm afraid.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Once Aziraphale's been healed sufficiently, Crowley leaves the angel momentarily to wander over to where Hei and Chris are hanging out.]

Everyone still in one piece?

[ghostlighter]

[Sitting on the floor by now, still wet, and glances over.]

Looks like it.

[contract_star]

[Watching Crowley for a moment before answering.]

We're alright.

[mercwamouth]

[Deadpool pops in with a Hawaiian shirt and a lei.]

Man that was a nice little vacation.

Hey guys, what'd I mi--?

[Sees the state of things]

Oh great. Shit finally starts to go down around here and I just happen to get a vacation. College boy, you officially suck.

[Oh swallow a tampon and get over it.]

[ghostlighter]

[Currently soaked Chris is not very amused. Mun is also pretty sure these two have never met?]

And you are...?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley glances over from where he's holding Aziraphale up, one eyebrow cocking]

Nice shirt.

[contract_star]

[Tiredly,] Shut up, Deadpool.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Have a messed up Juni!] Oh, it's over for you is it?

[ghostlighter]

[Eyebrow... quirk. He's still soaked, by the way.] And not a minute too soon.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Glances over from where he's taking care of the angel]

Looks it. You all right?

[contract_star]

Thankfully.

Not for you?

[sifud.livejournal.com]

[...well this isn't good.] Hey, are you all okay?

[ghostlighter]

[Guess who's still soaked?]

We're getting there.

[contract_star]

Mostly.