Feather 04

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[The angel is currently sitting at the bar, looking very uncomfortable. He's sipping at a glass of wine, the bottle besides it nearly empty now.

He also keeps squirming in his seat, shifting and crossing his legs, muttering something under his breath]

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[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Lurkity lurk lurk]

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[He is currently too drunk and preoccupied to really notice her presence]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

...signore? Are you all right?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[looking up] I'm fine, Henrietta. Really...

[madamemoiselle]

{Sits next to him with a smile~}

Ne, Aziraphale, don't tell me you're having a bad day too.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[glances up at Diva, then quickly looks down at his glass, looking even more uncomfortable than before] Not a bad day per say. But it certainly hasn't been what I expected....

[madamemoiselle]

Oh? What happened?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[blushing now] Nothing! Nothing has happened.

[madamemoiselle]

{She notices the blush, so she leans closer}

Ne, ne, what is it?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[The proximity is, for the record, not helping. He hunches slightly, shifting away from Diva] I don't quite feel like my usual self.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Have a casual demon, hopping up onto the bar and grabbing the bottle of wine to stare down into it]

Not much left. Must've been good?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale practically jumps when he sees Crowley, immediately shrinking back] Crowley I would appreciate it if you could keep your distance. [He's still not drunk enough to do anything but slur his words slightly, but the barely-there stammering might not help]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley looks up at the angel and just stares for a moment before obliging, sliding himself a couple of feet down the length of the bar away from Aziraphale. When he stops he pulls one foot up to rest on the top of the bar.]

Better?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Yes. [Somewhat. The angel is pointedly keeping his eyes locked on his glass, not daring to glance up at Crowley] ...this is all your fault you know.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Silence for a moment]

Oh?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[pauses, then drinks whats left of his glass before replying] It's not like I willed it myself! And nobody's ever mentioned how to- how to unwill it, so I'd rather not try. I don't even know how humans manage to walk around with them!

[mercwamouth]

WINE AND BEER!

[Promise me that will be the last RENT reference you make.]

...Today.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

.....yes?

[mercwamouth]

Good answer.

[Swig of beer]

So "Dogma" was wrong? You guys can drink?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

Which dogma, exactly? The church has quite a few of those, you know.

[mercwamouth]

The "Dogma" of Kevin Smith.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

I haven't heard of it or him, which is odd. Is is one of the more recent dogmas?

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

My my~ This place is more and more popular~ [Smiles smiles, and if the angel doesn't mind Juliet sits down next to him with his own glass of drink.]

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Azi glances at him, then quickly ducks his head, focusing on his wine glass] I don't come here all that often, personally.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Is that so~? Something unusual must have happened then. [chuckles]