[The angel is currently sitting at the bar, looking very uncomfortable. He's sipping at a glass of wine, the bottle besides it nearly empty now.

He also keeps squirming in his seat, shifting and crossing his legs, muttering something under his breath]

[They appear on the Plane looking rather worse for the wear. Chris, Hei and Henrietta are sopping wet, while Crowley and Aziraphale appear to be dry. Hei is moving forward as if he was charging at something, Henrietta is falling from about six feet in the air, and Aziraphale is slumped over, blood trickling from his head. Hei keeps going when he ( Read more... )

[It would have been a dark and stormy night, if there was weather on the Plane-as it was, the very nature of the air shifted as the two appeared. Claustrophobic. Heavy. The dark promise of Evil to Come. The air trembled with malice as the first spoke.]

...I do think he was referring to you on that last bit. [Aziraphale and Crowley are on the Plane ( Read more... )

[Azi appears on the Plane cradling a cup of hot chocolate, dressed>much more casually than usual. The tie and jacket are gone, leaving him in nothing but a simple polo shirt and dress pants. He looks, not exactly miserable, just....bored really]

I never have been a fan of rainy weather.

[Aziraphale is currently on the Plane, sitting in front of an old table that has seen better days. There is what obviously looks to be an old book sitting in front of him, and he's currently wearing gloves as he carefully leafs through the pages]

[Crowley has been roaming the Plane ever since his encounter with Cy, looking for...well, something. ( Read more... )

[Aziraphale appears on the Plane. He makes a slight face, looking around curiously despite himself] I wonder if this is some sort of trick? I can't really feel any sort of demonic or angelic energy coming from this place, but you never know. I do hope this isn't about Armageddon again; it wasn't troublesome enough avoiding the first time around.

It ( Read more... )