50-A Minotaur Lane, Saturday Evening

[a_phale]

True to their word, Aziraphale and Wilson had the downstairs study cleared away and ready for the evening's activities. Most of the furniture had been shoved aside, leaving plenty of space for people to gather, and to do...whatever it was that they were going to do. The angel still wasn't completely clear on that, but then he never really did

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[blessed_twice]

After arriving back on the island, Chris headed back to the dorms, while Wyatt went to the address Phoebe had given him. He knocked on the door.

[a_phale]

Getting up quickly from the couch, Aziraphale opened the door and gave the young man on the other side a questioning look.

"Ah...Mr Halliwell, of course. Do come in. I'm Aziraphale, and this is James Wilson." He motioned Wyatt inside, nodding at the man who was still seated. "Would you like some tea?"

[blessed_twice]

"Thanks, I'm good," Wyatt said. "Aunt Phoebe said she was doing the spell here, so I wanted to be here to keep an eye on things and have the return spell ready."

[a_phale]

With a nod, Aziraphale accompanied Wyatt into the living room. "I've made a space for us downstairs in the study, and I've altered the wards on the house enough that they won't interfere with any magics, but will still provide a measure of protection from outside."

[blessed_twice]

"You know magic?" Wyatt said, looking Aziraphale over.

[a_phale]

"Not the way you do it, no," Aziraphale admitted, with an enigmatic smile.

[blessed_twice]

"Huh," Wyatt said, curious, but this wasn't really the time to discuss it. He made a note to check on this guy in the future and headed to the study.

[threeweapons]

Alanna walked over to Wyatt and handed him Faithful. "Hi. Please cat sit."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt found himself with an armful of cat. "Anything I should know?" he said.

[threeweapons]

"I talk." Said the cat. "And am smarter than you." Alanna rolled her eyes. "I'm not responsible for anything he does to you."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt eyed Faithful dubiously. "What are you going to do?" he said.

[threeweapons]

Faithful rolled his eyes and climbed on Wyatt's shoulder. "Make sure no one dies."

[blessed_twice]

"That's the plan," Wyatt said, trying to adjust to the cat on his shoulders.