Mysterious Goings-On at MCA#4
The center of the living room of Mauvaise Chance #4 had been cleared, all the furniture pushed to the walls and the rug rolled up in the corner. In the middle of the cleared space were numerous esoteric symbols drawn in chalk, surrounding a largish circle. Candles had been set strategically about the area, and an observer might have expected to smell the scent of incense.
The observer would have been wrong. That was the scent of tea, brewing in the kitchen.
Aziraphale knelt on the floor, laboriously marking out the necessary designs in colored chalk. A heavy leather-bound book lay next to him, open to an illustration very much like the one currently being drawn on the hardwood floor of the apartment.
In an armchair by the door, Wilson sat with his feet tucked under him, keeping a careful eye on the proceedings. The angel had left plenty of space in the area outside the circle, so there was less chance of someone accidentally stepping into it before they were ready. But Wilson was prepared, nevertheless, to keep close watch, just in case.
[ooc: For those who are expected. Wilson modded with permission.]
The observer would have been wrong. That was the scent of tea, brewing in the kitchen.
Aziraphale knelt on the floor, laboriously marking out the necessary designs in colored chalk. A heavy leather-bound book lay next to him, open to an illustration very much like the one currently being drawn on the hardwood floor of the apartment.
In an armchair by the door, Wilson sat with his feet tucked under him, keeping a careful eye on the proceedings. The angel had left plenty of space in the area outside the circle, so there was less chance of someone accidentally stepping into it before they were ready. But Wilson was prepared, nevertheless, to keep close watch, just in case.
[ooc: For those who are expected. Wilson modded with permission.]