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WHO: Elaine Belloc and Aziraphale
WHAT: Unintentional angelic family reunion.
WHERE: Fell's Rare Books, Seattle
WHEN: Just after Aziraphale’s network post about wandering books
WARNINGS: Preening?
SUMMARY: Two angels unaware of each others existence walk into a magical religious bookshop. Wackiness ensues.
After The Incident over the week after Easter, not to mention the conversations following it, Elaine had to admit she could, just possibly, maybe use a little improvement in the magical area. Maybe a lot of improvement. And while she didn’t like going to adults for that, living ones at least, as a general rule, books seemed safe enough. The fact the owner seemed to be yet another person who just knew that she was off in the magical sense only added to her curiosity. Not to mention made her wonder if she’d suddenly started coming with some kind of a sign since entering this universe. ‘Monestrous angelic abomination, please stare.’ It would be her luck.
There thoughts in mind, Elaine slipped into the store not too long after she’d hung up on the owner, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the change in light.
WHAT: Unintentional angelic family reunion.
WHERE: Fell's Rare Books, Seattle
WHEN: Just after Aziraphale’s network post about wandering books
WARNINGS: Preening?
SUMMARY: Two angels unaware of each others existence walk into a magical religious bookshop. Wackiness ensues.
After The Incident over the week after Easter, not to mention the conversations following it, Elaine had to admit she could, just possibly, maybe use a little improvement in the magical area. Maybe a lot of improvement. And while she didn’t like going to adults for that, living ones at least, as a general rule, books seemed safe enough. The fact the owner seemed to be yet another person who just knew that she was off in the magical sense only added to her curiosity. Not to mention made her wonder if she’d suddenly started coming with some kind of a sign since entering this universe. ‘Monestrous angelic abomination, please stare.’ It would be her luck.
There thoughts in mind, Elaine slipped into the store not too long after she’d hung up on the owner, blinking as her eyes adjusted to the change in light.