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]

[madamemoiselle]

{Sits next to him with a smile~}

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

[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]

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

[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....

[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.

1/4

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

2/4

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

3/4

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

DONE

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley tries to suppress the grin rising on his face, and fails miserably. A second later he's laughing his ass off.]

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[This is Aziraphale, finding it not so amusing and letting his forehead drop against the bar top] It's not all that funny, you know. I don't know how humans even deal with these sort of thoughts....

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Oh come now, angel, that isn't true at all. You know full well how humans deal with this sort of thing.

[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.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

...signore? Are you all right?

[madamemoiselle]

Oh? What happened?

[exensis.livejournal.com]

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

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[blushing now] Nothing! Nothing has happened.

[exensis.livejournal.com]

[Tenses, if possible blushing brighter. His voice also may or may not be somewhat squeaky when he speaks] Crowley, I'm an angel. It's bad enough I'm having these sort of thoughts, but to actually-

[exensis.livejournal.com]

.....yes?

[madamemoiselle]

{She notices the blush, so she leans closer}

Ne, ne, what is it?