Calamus 002

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[An angel with white wings unfolded appears on the plane, poking determinedly at something that appears to be an iPhone. It makes a very odd picture, as he's wearing flowing robes, sandals, and a sword at his hip. After a moment he scowls and looks around.]

All right, where are you, Crowley? I've managed to access these... lewd messages of yours, but how do I get rid of them? Do you realize where I was?! That ring-thing kept playing every five minutes, they were all staring, and then I tried to make it stop and that message about whatsispants getting... getting... sexually excited started playing to the entire room!

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[contract_star]

[Someone is lurking. And barefoot and sandy.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Poke poke poke. And then he tenses, looking around--and oh hi.] Ah... hello.

[contract_star]

[Hei takes an automatic step backward the moment he spots him.]

I don't want to fight or anything...I just wanted to apologize.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[LOLING SO HARD.] That sounds like Crowley alright! He reminds me of Issun, sometimes~

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He pauses, bemused.] Issun?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

A good friend of mine~ He is rather lewd at times.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Normally Ianto would make some sort of snarky comment, and possibly help him.

Now though he's decidedly more interested in his wings. He's crouched behind him, watching them intently.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[He has no idea Ianto is there, distracted as he is by the phone.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He creeps closer, eyes not leaving the wings for a second.]

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

[There's something ironic about an anthropomorphic frog thinking that a human with wings is strange.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Yes well. He's still distracted by this stupid phone thing.]

[herosmedal.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, can't help you. He is wondering if he's hallucinating, but that's a common thing for him lately.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Let's see, judging by the outfit...I'm going to guess either a formal ball, a wedding, or Jerusalem circa the birth of Christ.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

...none of the above.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...he's grinning]

The opera? Singles night at the oasis?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Stare] ...That's an I-thingy isn't it?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

I-Phone? I believe.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

That's the one... Sorry, what is it playing at you again?

[remare.livejournal.com]

Oh, are you having trouble with your computer, si---{oh wait, she noticed the wings}

Wah~~ Are you an angel?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Er. Yes, actually. Aziraphale, at your service.

[remare.livejournal.com]

{She bows deeply, speaking politely} Ah, then it's very nice to meet you, Aziraphale-sama!

{She does straighten, though, smiling nervously} I'm Akari Mizunashi.

[eyehax.livejournal.com]

..what the hell..

[it's bad enough she's seen a talking cat but wings? seems to be pushing it.]

[extutela.livejournal.com]

...quite the opposite, actually.

[house-1-god-0.livejournal.com]

{Crowley gets +5 in House's book}

Come on, an angel that doesn't know how to use an iPhone? They almost dial themselves. But I guess technology is too sinful for God. Or something.

It's still pretty sad.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Technology isn't a particular priority of the heavenly host these days. [He gives House an annoyed look.] And having it singing at you through a war council is hardly appropriate.