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A departure and an arrival

Apr 10, 2010 01:50

Date: April 22nd, 2003
Status: Public - Complete
Setting: Uriel's room -> lobby -> entrance -> hotel -> ...
Summary: An oblivious genius and a very controlled one do not mesh well. Uriel leaves. Artemis arrives.

( Aziraphale, keep in mind that not everyone important is self-important, and that paint on the tip of your nose can be very healthy sometimes. )

aziraphale (free), rose, uriel (free), norse loki, michael (free), .closed, gabriel (free), artemis (free)

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cattygabriel May 4 2010, 06:06:14 UTC

Gabriel gently kept Ta-Miu from pouncing on the bird with one hand and caught the note with the other, unfolding it carefully.

Gabs, I'm afraid a cat may have wandered into my room at one point recently and gotten paint on his fur. If the creature was one of your pets, I apologize. You have to admit the pink spots look quite charming on him, though.

Ah. Gabriel had suspected as much when Earl Grey had come back with pink spots on his fur. He'd laughed and tapped the pink-spotted nose fondly before carefully giving the kitten a bath, and later he'd had to wash the bloody scratches on his own arms. Still, Earl Grey had looked rather fetching before he'd turned into a wet, snarling, claw-happy, bedraggled mess in the bathtub.

He frowned lightly at the 'Gabs' and at Uriel's mentions of his assignment and the angels he had Severed, though. Uriel had a difficult function. I hope he's alright.

Gabriel attempted to fold it back into the delicate origami bird, but soon gave up as it degenerated into a crumpled mess, even when he tried miracles. Miracling it clean again, he sighed and folded it into a neat square before miracling it to appear wherever Michael was; he didn't feel like going to give it to Michael himself.

angelofawesome May 9 2010, 01:59:22 UTC

Michael was going for a nice jog when he felt an incoming projectile. He reached up and caught the square that was aimed for his head. He could feel Uriel's mark on it with little touches from the other two angels in the Manor, and so he unfolded it as he kept running.

Michael, try not to get into too many fights. I'd say don't do anything I wouldn't do, but given the number of angels I've more or less slain I shall refrain; just remember the rules of the place.

He good-naturedly gaped at that. Oh Uriel, he thought fondly, lighten up, would you? You haven't Felled as many demons as I've smote, after all. And why does Gabriel get a nickname and I don't? I'm hurt. Oh well. Have fun on your new assignment. Say hi to Father for me; hopefully I'll be home soon too.

He threw the letter up into the air, where it dissipated back into the Presence. He, smiling, kept jogging.

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