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[Somewhere on the Plane, out in some random area, sitting quietly on the ground, is an ansaphone.]

[...all right, maybe not quietly. It is, in fact, a rather loud ansaphone. It is yelling, and swearing, and all in a fairly familiar English accent.]

[The red light on the phone is blinking rather angrily. The ansaphone is not happy.]

Henrietta? GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT—

Wait, where—

You've brought us to the Plane, haven't you? DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT LEAVING ME HERE YOUNG LADY—


((ooc: It's one of those old ansaphones with the tape. Also don't ask how it's still got power. Batteries or something. Just go with it.))

Comments

[usagipino]

Hee! [Her ears give a pleased twitch.] But Crowley isn't afraid he'll get stepped on?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Not usually. I can be pretty fast when I need to be.

[usagipino]

Fast, fast! Crowley can run fast? Pino can run pretty fast.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I'm certain you can.

[...this reminds him!]

Ah. I hear you've met Aziraphale?

[usagipino]

He doesn't like it when I call him Azira.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...Crowley bursts out laughing]

[usagipino]

[SHE LAUGHS TOO.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should give it a try, see what he says?

[usagipino]

Azira, Azira!

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Here, I'll tell you what: you call him Azira any time you feel like it, and if he gives you any grief over it, tell him Crowley said it was all right. Got that?

[usagipino]

Got that! [She salutes.]