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[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Sam! Guv!

[have an Annie mid-run screeching to an almost halt, looking around herself, confused.]

Wha -

[she stops, looking back from where she came from again]

That was just a shop a minute ago, wasn't it?

[still looking around herself, eyes looking up, then down in confusion]

Doesn't seem to be much of a shop at the moment. Doesn't seem to be much of anything, really.

[turning around herself in a small circle and finally taking a deep breath]

Now just to work out what this is all about. Suppose I coulda slipped and fell back there. Hit my head and now I'm seeing stars [her eyes shift a little, still taking in her surroundings] everywhere. Or maybe I'm still in bed and I never even woke up yet this morning. Drugs maybe? They did bring in those hippies the other night. Really oughta try to keep a better eye on that lot.

Whatever it is, is enough to make you think you lost your mind.

[laughs, rolling her eyes]

And I'm talking to meself now, too. That solves it.

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[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

They're really real, then?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Yes, quite. Just a moment-- [With a slight wince, the wings fold in and down and disappear.] Is that a bit less disconcerting?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Just never seen it is all. Then again, never seen a talking cat or a place like this. [noting the wince] If it's more comfortable with them out, I don't mind. Seen them out all ready as it is.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Attempt at a reassuring smile and he waves one hand in dismissal.] It's more the coming and going, as it were, than having them in or out. I'm quite used to hiding them to be honest. Aziraphale, at your service, dear.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

I'm Annie.

[grins]

That's quite a mouthful. Sort of scared to have a go at it, in case I mangle it up beyond recognition. Is there anything you go by for short?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Az is fine. Most people call me that these days, to be honest. [Ponders that] Or 'angel' I suppose, though that's typically just Crowley.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Is that what you are then, an angel?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Yes. [A pause, then a slight flail.] But I assure you, you aren't dead.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

That's a relief. Angels and standing around in what looks like the sky was starting to make me think it was a real possibility.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Yes, I can imagine. I'm not from this place any more than you are, however--I live-- [A pause] Well, lived, I suppose is more accurate? in London.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

London! That's not too far off from where I am. I'm in Manchester. I had a mate from university who moved off to London, too. Married some bloke, a banker and moved into a posh flat in the city.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[His first reaction to hearing about the Manchester bit is to say, "Oh, I'm sorry," but she doesn't seem to mind it and well... that would be rude.] Ah, really? Good for her I suppose.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

[don't knock Manchester, damn Londoners :| ]

But you left London? Any particular reason? Me mate said the traffic is terrible.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[Crowley helped make Manchester! It's not his fault. Okay well he's sort of a snobbish Londoner too, but...]

Well, I didn't so much leave as... London... well. [Clears his throat awkwardly.] I don't know how much you hold with Christian mythology as a whole, but do you know very much about Armageddon?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

I know the general idea.

[wide eyed]

Does that mean London's gone? All of it? Everything?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

No! No, it's not, not really, so much as... [Partially decimated. :| AUGH WHY DID HE SAY ANYTHING.] Er, well, I'm still there, and there are still people, just... It's not really much like London any more.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

And it's like that all over? Outside London, too I mean.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have said anything.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

I guess that means it is. People 'round here, they seem to be from all different times. When're you?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

[A pause.] What would it be now, I wonder? [Kindly,] I'm not really sure. And in any case, telling you would perhaps not be the best idea.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

I guess not. Knowing that sort of thing can't be good for your health, I'd think. All that worrying.

[extutela.livejournal.com]

Precisely. And in all likelihood it won't happen to you at all. Your... world? Reality? Whatever term they use. [He looks vaguely disturbed for a moment, then shakes his head.]

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

What was that?

[extutela.livejournal.com]

What was what?

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

That look.