32nd Edition :: As if you were a houseplant who had started shedding leaves on the carpet
[Accidental Voice]
--Er, well, yes, certainly I can see why you'd feel that way, but he isn't here and I'd like to think that- what was that?
[There's a barely-audible unintelligible rustling, that sounds as though it might have some hint of meaning, if only you could hear it a little better. The angel pauses, listening to it. Imagine him standing there, faintly nervous, nodding occasionally as his mysterious visitor makes its point.]
Of course you're angry, and really I never approved either, for what it's worth, but--
[There's a crashing sound, a door being thrown open and hitting the wall, and an odd rustle-and-clank that might be, if you've a solid imagination, something like walking. Assuming that the thing walking had one foot made of leaves, and another of terra-cotta. A louder rustle now, which might be mistaken for a roar of sorts.]
Oh, good, perhaps you can. Er. Talk some sense into--
Wait! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Don't!---
Oh, dear...
[ooc; Crowley kept houseplants. They are not in a good mood for canon reasons ^^; Luckily (?) for Aziraphale, his lily has come to his rescue. BEGIN EPIC BATTORU!]
--Er, well, yes, certainly I can see why you'd feel that way, but he isn't here and I'd like to think that- what was that?
[There's a barely-audible unintelligible rustling, that sounds as though it might have some hint of meaning, if only you could hear it a little better. The angel pauses, listening to it. Imagine him standing there, faintly nervous, nodding occasionally as his mysterious visitor makes its point.]
Of course you're angry, and really I never approved either, for what it's worth, but--
[There's a crashing sound, a door being thrown open and hitting the wall, and an odd rustle-and-clank that might be, if you've a solid imagination, something like walking. Assuming that the thing walking had one foot made of leaves, and another of terra-cotta. A louder rustle now, which might be mistaken for a roar of sorts.]
Oh, good, perhaps you can. Er. Talk some sense into--
Wait! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Don't!---
Oh, dear...
[ooc; Crowley kept houseplants. They are not in a good mood for canon reasons ^^; Luckily (?) for Aziraphale, his lily has come to his rescue. BEGIN EPIC BATTORU!]