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[aj_crawley]

*Crowley, a frantically protesting Tonks in tow, strolls across the bar and down the staff corridors until he arrives at Bernard's door. He knocks, loudly*

Bernard?

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[aj_crawley]

*the wooden floor is starting to get uncomfortable, and Crowley cannot seem to see any wait-rats hanging around. Eventually, he decides to risk nipping back out to the bar for a cup of coffee*

[a_fell]

*Aziraphael follows the demon back from the bar, tea in hand, mildly befuddled expression firmly in place*

Er... Crowley? Is there any particular reason you'd like me to sit on the floor? If I've done something wrong then I apologise, but as punishments go this is rather abstract.

[aj_crawley]

*he jerks his thumb back towards Bernard's door, behind which can be heard the muffled sound of his and Tonks' voices*

We have a... situation.

*he grins unrepentantly*

[a_fell]

...

A situation, no doubt, that you had a hand in?

*he glares, somewhat*

[aj_crawley]

It's for their own good, really.

Apparently, Tonks and Bernard decided to ring in the New Year in a, uh, most traditional way. Which meant woe and confusion today. And so I decided they should hash it out.

[a_fell]

*his lips curve into a very pleased smile*

They did? Oh that's marvellous!

[aj_crawley]

*he grins*

And they're not getting out until they think so too.

[a_fell]

*he attempts to muffle his laugh*

Manipulative snake.

[aj_crawley]

*Crowley buffs his nails on his shirt, smirking*

I try.

[a_fell]

*the angel chews on his thumbnail meditatively*

Oh dear. You really shouldn't have informed me, you know.

[aj_crawley]

*he cocks an eyebrow*

Oh really? Having scheming thoughts, are we?

[a_fell]

I... no. I actually...

*he rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably*

Feel rather duty bound to stop it.

*he bites his lip, worried*

[aj_crawley]

Oh no you don't.

If this is about Charlie, you can damn well let her talk this out with Bernard and then make her own decision.

[a_fell]

*he looks wretched*

You know I'd do anything not to hurt her, you know that. And I'd love for them to be happy together, more than anything. But... it's like when I do something nice and you get all antsy and glare at me.

I'm all... itchy.

[aj_crawley]

*he looks thoughtful*

Alright.

How about this?

I call this one.

You know how it goes - you let me get on with my work, and you get one with yours. This one's mine. For now.

[a_fell]

...

That's really not an auspicious start for them.

Um.

No offense.